Blocking my cock against her belly

blocking my cock against her belly

We looked at each other in the eyes, and spontaneously, we stayed behind the band of friends. She put her hand behind my back, under my shirt and arrived on my suspenders. She easily slid her hand under them, there was no belt, then directly on my buttocks, which electrified me. In front, I began to harden, to straighten frankly, deforming with a bump the flap of the zip line.
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Then changing posture, she easily slipped her hand from underneath my shorts, rolling up the wide crotch of the crotch and, with a gaze supported, right in my eyes, fiddling with my balls conscientiously, rolling them in his fingers Agile and stretching my swollen shaft, now very hard and vertical, murmured: “I feel like I’m having the effect! “. She pulled her hand from the pants, pulled me to her, took me in his arms and kissed me on the mouth and said “I love you very hard.” And “I want you! “. I stood pressed against her, blocking my cock against her belly.

I felt her breasts against my chest and under my hands, her buttocks free under the light fabric of her dress. She also had no bra or panties that day. I began to mix his firm buttocks. Finally she moved away and slammed me on the leather that dressed my back.
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And then she passed her hand in front of the flap of my Tyrolean; she grabbed my dick that did not disband and said “Come in the meadows next door, there will be less people! “. So held by his hand, I had no choice but to follow, which was not to displease me. I never knew if anyone had noticed our curious way of walking.
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Arrived in the meadow, I felt that I began to be frankly wet. Evelyne got on her knees, and attracted me, standing in front of her. She just undid the two buttons of the bib of my pants and my member sprang, free, always very stiff. I did not expect it, she started with her hand to caress me, finished my decal which caused me a grimace. “Oh my God,” she said, “I see that all this is in great need! …” And she began to lick me, then put my penis in her mouth and started pumping me.

The result was done without waiting, I squirted in his mouth. I went from surprise to surprise, noting that she did not let go, swallowing and swallowing. She asked for more and obviously loved it. Suddenly, she changed position, got up, and kissed me on the mouth. “Goutes,” she said to me, letting go of my mouth ten seconds, “you’ll see, it’s good.” I tasted for the first time my seed; it was slightly salty, slimy. She told me it was the first time she dared to do that to a boy.

It was mother who had explained to her that sucking and swallowing was good, and that thus completely emptying the boy several times, immediately before being penetrated, it was a place of contraception. In those days there was no pill.

Incidentally, this is what I saw Babette do Dieter, and that Inge had also done for my very first time, a year ago, which I took care not to tell him. Obviously, for the first time, Evelyne also turned out to be an expert. Hearing voices close, fearing to be disturbed, we dared not undress to go further that day.
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Evelyne let me relax, licked one last time and adjusted the two buttons of the bib of my pants that I had not even left. It had remained restrained by the braces. Decidedly very practical, this Tyrolean shorts! And we went back to the party. She confessed that she had seen us, already the year before, my sister and me with our leather breeches. She had wondered, dangling on these unusual shorts between curiosity and envy.

Finally, and it was not the least for her, a few days ago, she could see furtively for a moment, the tip of my cock at a time when I sat, legs a little apart by the movement. She then watched my crotch without me realizing it and confirmed his suspicion seeing my groin completely naked, without ever seeing the edge of a slip, whatever the side. Not believing her eyes, to think naked and free under such a panties, under the leather, she had found it wild, irresistible … manly. She had decided not to put panties, to try … and especially to get to know me better, although I’m hardly a teenager, and younger than she.
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At the beginning of that summer, with Evelyne, we organized our little footwork sessions in the air several afternoons in a row. We had found a discreet place away from the village, where we found ourselves riding a bicycle.

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