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Subject: "The Adventures of Galactic Girl - Like a Virgin"
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The Adventures of Galactic Girl
Like a Virgin
Before letting Roger go to sleep, Gigi told him that she
needed some clothing since she couldn't run around in the
torn top. Groggily he pointed to a chest, mumbling
something about an ex-wife. Searching through the drawers,
she found a white Oxford cloth shirt, blue cardigan
sweater, Tartan plaid miniskirt with a large safety pin
holding the slit together, white knee socks and a white
cotton decollete bra and white cotton bikini panties
covered with tiny pink roses. Another drawer contained a
yellow bikini and matching cover-up along with towels and
sun tan lotion.
Donning the bikini and cover-up, Gigi took the other
clothing with her to the pool house. Sitting by the pool,
she covered her nearly naked body with the lotion before
lying on her stomach on a chaise lounge. Reaching behind,
she untied her top and let it lie beneath her as she lay in
the hot sun, perspiration beading on her tanned skin as she
used her personal communicator to contact the computer to
determine Dave's schedule. Happily she noted that, because
of Teacher's conferences, he would get out of school at
noon and wouldn't have baseball practice until after six
o'clock that evening. The hot sun made her sleepy and she
dozed on the chaise until she heard a sound nearby.
Lifting her head, she saw Dave staring at her nearly naked
body. She started to sit up and then remembered that her
top was off. Just before he could see anything, she
covered her breasts with her hands, saying "You scared me!
I didn't know you would be home so soon. Let me go in the
pool house and change into some clothes." She rose and,
with her hands still holding her breasts and concealing her
nipples from his view, walked into the pool house, Dave
following along like a small puppy, his eyes glued to the
roll of her hips in the yellow bikini bottoms. She went
into the bathroom and showered, washing the perspiration
and oil from her smooth, tanned body. She let the shower
play across her clit as she soaped her pussy, making sure
all of Roger's cum was gone. As she dried, she asked Dave
to get them something cold to drink. When she walked into
the other room with the towel wrapped around her, he handed
her a cold Coke, his hands shaking.
"Turn around so I can dress", she said, knowing that he
would be able to watch her in the mirror as she dressed.
He turned and watched as she dropped the towel to the floor
and slipped the cotton panties up her legs and around her
hips, using her fingers to spread the crotch so that she
was completely covered. Next he watched her encircle her
body with the white bra, her firm breasts bulging out of
the low cut top as her hands went behind her back to hook
the strap. Sitting, she drew the white socks up to her
knees before slipping her arms into the sleeves of the
Oxford cloth shirt, hooking the plaid miniskirt around her
waist, and placing the sweater around her shoulders.
Running her fingers quickly through her short, dark hair,
she told him that he could turn around.
"Let's sit on the couch", she said as she sat with her legs
curled up under her and patting the seat next to her legs.
As he sat, she gazed into his eyes as she asked him about
school, baseball, and other inconsequential things before
asking him about his girlfriend. After some time she
learned that he was still a virgin, that his girlfriend
let him touch her breasts through the bra, and that the
farthest he had ever gone was to put his finger inside her
pants and touch her pussy for only a moment before she
pulled his hand out of her skirt.
"Do you like kissing?" He nodded "yes" as she leaned over
and placed her soft red lips on his. She let her lips suck
on his as her tongue slipped between his lips and caressed
the inside of his mouth. He opened his mouth and let his
tongue duel with hers, alternately sucking and licking
together, his cock starting to rise even harder than it had
while he watched her dress. She pulled back slightly and
moved her mouth to his ear, letting her tongue wetly slide
into the canal as her lips caressed the lobes. "Do you
like that?" she whispered. His moan told her all she
needed to know. She could see the bulge down the leg of
his pants, and she started to get excited, her aroma
starting to fill the room.
"Do you like touching her breasts?" she inquired as she
drew in a breath and forced her chest to expand toward him.
His head nodded affirmatively as she asked if he wanted to
touch her breasts. He reached tentatively toward her,
letting his fingers just barely brush her shirt. She put
her hand behind his and pressed his palm into her breast,
compacting the bra into her nipple as she wriggled her
chest back and forth, her lips continuing to lick his ear,
her teeth gently nibbling his ear lobe. "Unbutton my
blouse," she urged in a throaty whisper as she felt his
hand start to squeeze her tit of its own accord. His
fingers trembled as they tried to open the buttons. She
giggled and decided to help him. Sitting back on her legs,
she looked into his eyes as she opened one, then two, then
three buttons, the shirt gapping open nearly to her waist.
Reaching down, she took both his hands and brought them to
the opening in her shirt, placing his hot hands on the bare
flesh above her breasts. She felt his hand slide down
until they contacted the top of the low cut bra, his
fingers caressing the firm, resilient flesh.
She closed her eyes and moaned softly, "That's it. I love
to be touched. I like to feel your hands on my breasts.
Slip your fingers down inside my bra and touch my nipples.
That's it! Take them gently between your fingers and roll
them around. Now pull on them gently and make them get
harder. Use just one finger. Can you feel how hard they
are? I get excited when you do that. Push the bra down so
you can get more of my breast in your hand. That's it.
Now push the cup under my breast. Can you feel how hard my
nipple is against your palm. Now squeeze gently. Use your
fingers to milk my tit. Grab it and squeeze while you pull
your hand off. That's it. Grab my nipple and pull on it.
Pinch it a little harder. Ohhhh! That feels so good it
makes my pussy cream."
Reaching down, she pulled the tail of the shirt from the
waistband of her skirt and unbuttoned the last two buttons,
shrugging the material from her shoulders. She giggled as
she saw his face, his eyes as round as saucers as he looked
at her breasts revealed by the bra cups which were cutting
into the tender underside as it forced her nipples higher
and firmer. "Would you like to kiss me there? Now take my
nipple into your lips and suck on it. Use your tongue to
flick it back and forth as you suck. That's it. Now lick
my nipple. Can you feel how hard my nipple is? Look how
it shines. Use your teeth gently and nibble on it. Ohhh,
that's it. I like a little pain when I make love. Are
your nipples sensitive? Let me see your chest. Take off
your shirt."
When his shirt was on the couch, she reached for his
nipples. "Ohhh, your nipples are as hard as mine. Does it
feel good when I touch them? How about now when I pinch
them? Do you like me to pull on them? Does that hurt?
Let me kiss it and make it well," she said as she dropped
her head to his chest, her lips and tongue caressing his
nipple as she pulled his hands back to her own. She
flattened her tongue into a paint brush as she licked wetly
up and down over his nipples, the erect bud bending from
the force of her tongue. Her teeth captured one nipple as
she felt his fingers starting to pinch her nipples. As he
increased the pressure on her nipples, she increased the
pressure from her teeth, drawing a moan of pleasure from
his lips. He started to really pull and pinch her nipples,
and she reciprocated by biting him harder. His hand went
to his crotch and he began to rub his cock, trying to cum
as her hand caught his and pulled it away saying, "No.
Don't do that. You'll ruin all our fun. I want you to cum
in me, not in your pants. I want to feel your cum as it
shoots into me, filling me with your love."
Reaching behind her, she unhooked the strap of her bra and
let it fall between them. She reached up and began to
caress her own breasts, her hands pressing the firmness
into her chest as she stood up, pulling him to his feet.
"Let's dance. Find some soft, slow music and let's dance."
He turned the radio to WPCH and turned back to find her
arms around his neck, her firm breasts rubbing against his,
the wetness from his nipples merging with hers as their
breasts rubbed back and forth. She felt his hands move
down her back to caress and squeeze her firm ass as she
felt his hard cock rubbing against her thigh. Opening her
legs slightly, she captured his thigh between her own, her
wet pussy rubbing directly on the hard shaft bulging down
the leg of his jeans.
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