Paul & JaneChapter 2by: Rocky Raccoon"Who..." the raccoon tried to say, but Jane brought her finger to her mouth and shushed him. She didn't want him to speak, she wanted him to watch. Feeling sexy and reckless again for the first time in ages, she began to sway gently. Her shirt was revealing a little bit of skin, she knew, but not yet anything indecent. Barely even a hint, in fact, so she changed that by undoing another button. Without even glancing down, Jane knew that the boy she'd found was seeing the swell of her breasts and the top of her black silk bra. Jane took a step toward her catch, who was staring at her with wide eyes and strongly-perked ears. She looked at him over her glasses, realizing that she could barely contain her lust. Stretching her arms over her head, she could feel his gaze refocusing on her chest. Jane plucked the comb from her head and twitched her silky ears, sending her hair tumbling down her back, framing her glasses and her face. She licked her lips, then her finger, and bit her lip. It was silly to feel awkward, as much older as she was, but she was nervous. When she saw the boy, mouth open and staring, involuntarily move a hand from the book on his desk toward his lap, her resolve stiffened. The woman's heels clicked on the dusty concrete as she walked toward him. Dan could hear her breathing deeply, almost panting, as she leaned over his desk to put her hand on his arm. Her breasts hung heavily over his textbook, swinging slightly from the motion; Dan had trouble looking away until she grasped his arm and moved his hand the rest of the way into his lap. He looked into her eyes, confused. "Do it," she whispered, then raised a hand to stroke her breast through the fabric of her shirt and bra. The student could see the impression of a nipple growing hard, then she moved her hand to the other side and made another one appear. At first, the she-bear had been subtly moving his arm to generate a little friction in his crotch, but now he needed no help. Dan's pants grew tight as he rubbed through them, watching the woman tease herself in front of him. His mouth fell open when she put her finger in her mouth and sucked it; smirking, she put her wet finger in his mouth and he licked it eagerly, his penis jumping within its confines. She leaned forward more until her head was beside his, she was breathing hotly on his ear, and she gently nipped at it. Dan moaned, breathlessly. That was it. The raccoon was so horny it made Jane want to do even more. She lifted herself until she was kneeling on the desk, still leaning forward, with her breasts just inches from his face. Her hand still on his arm, she brought his hand away from his crotch (where she could only imagine what he’d been doing) and pulled it toward her shirt. When he hesitated, she closed his fingers over the top fastened button, and he undid it. Jane breathed satisfaction in his ear, then reached to her chest and pulled one of her breasts out, over the cup of the bra. She held her bare breast out to the young man, and he licked it eagerly. "Suck it," she breathed, and Dan was happy to do just that. His other hand went back to his crotch while his first helped keep the woman's breast and nipple in his mouth. Dan's tongue explored eagerly, circling the nipple until it became a small popsicle in his mouth. He sucked it roughly, licked it gently, and blew on it a little like he'd read online. Unsure he was doing the right thing, he almost drew back to ask until his hesitation made her say, "Noooo...." She loved every minute of it, but she wanted more. She'd had so little stimulation of late, Jane thought she couldn't possibly overload. She took his other arm, the one now down below, and with more force than before brought his hand around to her ass. This time, he needed no urging. He gave it a squeeze, one strong enough to surprise her and send a wonderful shiver up her spine, and began to stroke it gently. Jane had anticipated giving him more direction, but the involuntary moans she'd begun to utter under her breath and the way she strained into his touch guided him perfectly. |