Conquered by the kissing skills of female girlfriends

Author: PLA
Word count: 9725

“Oh, Matt, you should have seen his urgency.” Leslie snickered. “I’m holding his goad in my hand…” This is Leslie, with blonde hair and big blue eyes. Beautiful, uninhibited, no one can get her. Sitting at the dining table in the restaurant of the shared dormitory, she was chatting with her blue-faced confidant who had been playing with her since she was wearing crotch pants, talking about her latest boyfriend. She knew Matt wouldn’t have her way. Matt treats her like his own sister, which is really rare in today’s society. “So we did it,” she went on, “and I put my other arm around his neck.” Do it, Leslie always said. But Matt knew that things were not at all what people usually imagined them to be, and Leslie wasn’t going to let anyone else have her. “His hands were in my sweater, pinching my nipples. My hands fumbled around his balls and every 10 seconds he whimpered in the cutest voice.” Leslie’s cheeks glowed rosy as she spoke. Her eyes, her hands, are all imitating the movements at that time. Matt can almost picture the shape of Ryan’s scrotum in his mind. “Oh Leslie, I love you. Please, you don’t know how much I love you.” She imitated Ryan. “Oh, of course I do. I can feel how miserable you are. You’re as hard as a rock, a big black rock,” Leslie said. “Then, he pulled his hand out of my sweater to get something out of my pants. So I squeezed his balls hard to let him know who’s in charge now.” “Oh, I need you,” Ryan pleaded with difficulty. “I need you too.” Leslie replied… “But that’s a sin.” “We can get married.” Ryan said helplessly. “You know Ryan,” Leslie said, “I would, too, but, you know my parents won’t let it go, we’ll have to wait until after graduation.” “But I need it now…” Ryan begged. “I’m so sad I can’t even walk.” “You’re just like everyone else Ryan, you only have one thing in your head.” Leslie took her hand out of his pants. His eyes were wide and confused. “It’s not like that, I love you,” Ryan said. “Have you been making tricks behind my back?” Leslie asked. “You’re looking for other girls in magazines for friends with benefits and you’re hanging out at bars, I bet you hate me.” “I didn’t, I swear.” “I think we’re done, I don’t see any further value in our relationship.” Leslie turned her head to leave. “No, I promise, I didn’t do anything wrong to you. Please don’t go.” “Then why do you keep complaining? You know what the Bible says, we can’t do that until we’re married, otherwise it’s a sin.” Leslie liked seeing him with his hair down and shaking. She had caught Ryan at bible study two months earlier. “I know…but” “But we stillThere are other things to do that don’t commit crimes. Leslie reapproached him, kissed him, and gave his big dick a gentle squeeze. Then, she lifted her skirt and pulled off her panties. They were all soaking wet and smelling of her musk. “I love what you did for me the night before. Leslie whispered in his ear, her voice was low and hoarse. “You know, you kissed my place that day. ’ ‘I, I did. Ryan stammered. “But maybe this time you can–and kiss me…” Leslie kissed him–on his lips, so hard that he almost choked him. “I like to fuck you baby.” We can kiss anytime you like. Ryan could barely speak. “No…I mean, kiss me here…” He was too shy, but his need outweighed his shyness. “Damn it.” You’re just like everyone else and you just want to get yourself sprayed. ” “But it’s not fair…” he said. “What’s not fair?” Leslie took off her soaked panties and put them next to his nose. “Don’t you understand how much I long for you?” Can’t you smell how much I need you? ” “I can. ” “Then come here.” she said, pushing his head down between her separated thighs. “Closer.” ’ Then, his face was almost completely buried under her pomegranate skirt. ‘Now, can you smell how much I need you? ” “Um. Ryan kept kissing her. From one lip to the other. There. “I wanted you so much, now it’s your responsibility to satisfy me.” Leslie moaned. “Not your hard cock, I want your soft, warm little tongue.” kiss me, lick me. Oh fuck, suck me. ****************************************************** “Oh, but Matt, I never really got satisfaction from those kisses.” No. You know which ones. “Leslie said in a complaining tone. Matt smiled at her, but didn’t quite understand what she meant. He’d seen some books and videos about it, but never tried it with other girls. “Those are my favorite kisses,” Leslie said, “but I don’t want him to know how much I like them, or he might expect more in return.” ” “Our relationship is coming to an end soon, and today he made me very angry.” Leslie continued her story, “While I love Bible study boys because I can put them at my mercy with very little effort, the problem is, they don’t know enough about girls to know what it takes to please a girl.” Their tongues are so timid and monotonous, so devoid of taste. What’s the point of masturbating if the other person doesn’t bring you as much pleasure as you do? ” Leslie didn’t want to hear Matt’s answer, she preferred to regard him as a listener. Her cheek