sex story
I knew I was going to marry Kate the minute I saw her. It was love at
first sight. Well, actually, it was her hair. It was a thick
luxuriant chestnut brown that glittered with red highlights during the
summer. Best of all, it was long. Loose, it hung past her pretty
heart-shaped ass, and swayed beautifully when she walked.
At the end of our first date, we pulled into her driveway and I was
considering trying to get a goodnight kiss when she leaned over and
kissed me. Kate is a small woman, and her hands on my face felt
absolutely tiny, but her mouth was wide and hot. We kissed crazily and
I slipped one hand under her shirt to stroke her breasts while my
other hand wound through her hair.
I teased her nipples to hardness with my palm as my other hand
stroked through her hair. It was so heavy I couldn't imagine how her
tiny neck supported the weight. It was soft and wavy, the strands
slipping through my fingers like silk. I kissed my way down her neck
and buried my face in it, inhaling the smell of her shampoo and
perfume.
While I was lost in her hair, Kate had other plans. She unbuttoned my
pants and pulled out my cock. The minute I felt her delicate fingers
around my shaft I started to harden, and when she leaned over and
sucked my cock into her mouth, I groaned and moved my hips forward to
allow her better access. I wasn't going to turn down some good head,
especially not on the first date.
As she sucked my cock, I stroked her hair, pushing it around on her
soft back, watching it gleam in the moonlight, feeling it between my
fingers.
Kate sat up suddenly. "Do you like my hair?" she asked.
"It's gorgeous," I told her.
She smiled and tossed her head so some of it fell forward over her
shoulder. She caught the ends in her hand and stroked them along my
wet, purple-headed cock. "Oooh," I moaned.
Kate laughed and kissed me. As our tongues thrust against each other,
I felt her hand wrapping her long locks around my shaft. As amazing
and soft as it had felt in my hands, her hair felt even better around
my dick.
She started jerking me off, stroking up and down. Her hand slipped
easily over my cock through her soft hair. The ends hung down, ticking
my balls. I could feel it sticking to my cock as the pre-cum flowed
freely down my shaft. I was so hot for her, and for her hair.
"I'm gonna come," I groaned as Kate kept pumping my dick.
"Go ahead," she said.
As she kept pumping my throbbing shaft, her other hand slipped under
my balls, giving them the same hair massage she was giving my cock. I
couldn't hold back any more. I grunted and lifted my hips off the seat
as I shot a hot load into her hair.
Kate pulled away and smiled. Semen glistened in her gorgeous hair.
"Was that good?" she asked.
"The best," I moaned, and kissed her again.
Kate grinned and got out of the car. She ran to the door, her hair
swinging behind her, and turned and waved goodnight. I proposed a
month later.
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