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Chapter 8
by Torg
What next?
She climbs into bed
Amanda stands and takes her shirt off, revealing the white bra you spied earlier. Her waist is narrow, and her belly is flat with just a hint of definition from crunches; she has a gold barbell in her navel. She has a nice tan that makes her skin glow. She unsnaps her skirt and drops it to the floor, carefully stepping out of it. Standing in her bra and matching white lace panties with her big lusty grin, she looks like a pin-up girl from the forties.
"Come here," you say, shucking off your pants and boxers and scooting back on the bed until you are lying back with your feet up. Amanda climbs into the bed next to you and pulls your head down to hers to kiss you. Her lips are warm and soft as they press into yours, and immediately she pokes her tongue through your lips. You French kiss and fondle each other, trying to touch as much skin as possible.
You roll her onto her back and start kissing her belly and sucking on her barbell. Amanda purrs her satisfaction. You lick your way up to her bra and use your lips to kiss the slightly rough texture of the lace. She is moaning now, and when you graze a nipple with your tongue, she squeaks with delight. You love a responsive woman! You push the bra up until it releases her breasts, and you just look at them for several seconds, taking in their lovely shape, the tiny area of pale skin where her apparently microscopic bikini top shaded her flesh from the sun, and the hard brown nipples on the top. Your smile widens looking at them.
"Do you like them John?" she asks with a sexy lilt to her voice. You respond by sucking the nearest nipple into your mouth hard; Amanda gasps and arches her back, pushing her tit into your face. Her flesh is hot on your cheeks. "I'll take that as a 'yes'," she says breathlessly. You release her and flick your tongue very quickly on just the nipple tip. She makes little mewling sounds that rise in pitch as she gets more aroused. She is running her fingers in your hair. You switch breasts and use your tongue on that new nipple. You cup her just vacated breast and roll her nipple in your fingers. Amanda moans in a deeper tone. Sucking the other nipple in your mouth causes her to gasp again and pull hard on your hair, pressing your face firmly into her breast. "Oh, my cunny is a furnace right now," she says with a purr.
What do you do now?
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