Making Out In The Car (1)

By manatwar

It started rather innocently.

I knew her in 2005, and we chatted on and off on the msn. There was never any pressure to initiate chat, even when we see each other logged on. We’d neither seen nor heard each other in the past 2 years.

Which made what happened yesterday a big surprise.

During the chat, we stumbled into a topic where I was totally ignorant about – Lingerie. She was describing some of the finer points of this kind of attire.

Then things got a little suggestive.

Then it dawned upon us that we’ve never met.

One thing led to another. I bought red wine, the kind that didn’t need a cork opener. We met at a carpark. She parked hers and we took my car, and I drove it to a remote place in Singapore.

We talked for a while before she commented suddenly how my hands were so much bigger than hers. With that she initiated physical contact. Holding my hand for a while, she brought it to and brushed it lightly against her lips.

I needed no further encouragement.

We kissed.

And we kissed.

And we kissed some more.

I was starting to have difficulty with where to put my hands. They wandered to my favourite part of the body. Through the soft material, my right hand had the first touch of the equally soft breast. My senses heightened when I realised how generous the size of her breast was. Her moans grew louder as I shifted my attention from one mound to the other.

My own urge rose, and while slipping our tongues into each other’s mouth, I focussed my hands on unbuttoning her blouse. Alas, my lack of practice, and the very tiny buttons made progress slow, which she quickly corrected by helping out.

Taking my time, I caressed her through the material of the bra, again alternating my attention on one, then the other. I felt her breathing quickened. I shifted my hand and felt the smooth and silky skin on the uncovered parts of the desirable flesh. I couldn’t help it any longer, I uncovered more of her breast, and as gently as I knew how, I went to work on one of them with my mouth, sucking the nipple, and occassionally flicking it with my tongue. At the same time, my hand gave the other the due attention required….

 endof Part I

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