Panties for Sale? Chapter 3

Panties for Sale? Chapter 3

At first I thought she would be mad. A silly thought considering she had just ground her pussy against my face but all she did was flash me that dazzling smile and snatch up a hand towel of the coffee table. I let my arms fall as I sat there, watching her wipe my cum of her long sexy legs.

“That was incredible.” She said in a low voice.
“I’m speechless.” I answered. And I was.
To my further surprise she looked a little chagrined and wouldn’t really look at me. Just stood there wiping her hands.
“I smell like cum.” she sighed.
“So do I.”
It must have been the wrong thing to say because her smile fell a little more.
“What is it?”
“I”m sorry.” She said at last. “All this talk of no sex and I go and ride your face like a slut.” She made to step forward and wipe my face but I held up a hand.

I licked my lips and brushed my finger across my chin and and licked that too. Anything I could to keep that feeling lingering in my mouth and indeed the musky smooth taste of her pussy was there.
I was staring right at her and she me. She was biting her one thumb nail again, a gesture I was finding to be very sexy, and watching me.
“I never tasted your pussy before.” I said quietly.
“Do you like it?”
“I don’t have words to describe how much I like it.” I said rather lamely.
“But don’t feel bad. You didn’t do anything. You kept your panties on and it was me who pulled you in.”
“Maybe I wanted that. In fact I know I did.”

A moment passed. She let her hand fall and sighed, doing a happy little twist on one foot as she stared at me.
“Still I do feel kinda bad. A dance is one thing. But I’m not trying to lead you on.”
I looked down at the floor.
“We did keep them on though, didn’t we?” she said and when I looked up we giggled a little together.
“Good thing we did. I might have passed out.”
“Don’t do that!” She laughed. “Oh God why do I feel like I’m sixteen?
We laughed more, letting the tension bleed away.
“Your hard.” she pointed.
I looked down.
“Good boy.” I said. Another fit of the giggles.
“Staying hard has never been a problem for me. I just don’t want to let you down in the orgasm department.”
“Is that why you stopped stroking it?”
“Uh huh. I never would have lasted.”
“I was that good?”
“I think life is all down hill after this moment.” I winked at her.

She reached up under her sweater and pulled down her thoroughly used and wet pink panties.