gal08.txt ÉÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ» º The Adventures of Galactic Girl - Like a Virgin º ÈÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍͼ by Solitaire One 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. ÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ Gary & Heather's BBS, Atlanta, Georgia - (404) 244-7059 Quality Erotica from Solitaire