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Girls Night Outthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:slut wife, 1393 words)

Author: Stevie Wonder-ful Picture in profile
Added: Nov 28 2009Views / Reads: 8251 / 4326 [52%]Story vote: 9.33 (15 votes)
Melissa enjoys a break from her family at a "Girls Night Out."
 


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I slowly surface from a deep sleep, my head still very woolly from the copious amounts of alcohol taken earlier that evening. I smile unseen in the dark, as I feel a warm, well-toned body slide under the sheets, nestling snugly up tight against my back.

I feel a shiver of anticipation work down my spine as soft, eager lips press themselves gently against the nape of my neck, a hand snaking its way under my t-shirt, working along my smooth stomach.

Gentle fingers rub themselves against a rapidly engorging nipple, dextrously tweaking it into greater excitement. The palm of the hand cups one of my breasts, exerting a slight pressure as the fingers continue to work upon my very rigid, erect nipple.

Obviously gaining encouragement from one nipple's advanced stage of excitement, exploring fingers trail from one breast to its partner, finding that nipple rapidly responding to the expert fondling too. I close my eyes again, focusing my attention purely upon the feel of the hand exploring my breasts and the sensation of a set of even teeth gently nibbling my neck and ear.

I am unable to suppress the tiny sigh of regret as the massaging hand is slowly removed from my breasts and out from under my shirt, but respond instantly as strong arms carefully turn me onto my back. Taking the initiative for the first time that evening, I tug the shirt quickly ...

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