This is a story I wrote for Meritza when I saw her first jeans pictures.
When I saw the first jeans picture of you in your jeans shorts, I thought it looked like some kind of holi-day picture. If I was at that place I’m sure I would have spotted you right away. A girl in a nice pair of jeans like yours has never escaped my eyes yet. I can’t stop starring at your perfect ass in those Levis. I notice that your legs and arms have just the right suntan, which only makes you look even sexier. Since I have plenty of time that day, I decide that I have to see more of you. It’s like I’m being hypnotised, so I keep starring at your behind, as I’m walking right behind you for a while. I notice how your jeans caress your buns, and how the sewing in the middle is disappearing up between your cheeks. I think to my self, Jesus this girl must be hot in those jeans. I’m wondering if you are wearing anything underneath…it occurs to me…that if your aren’t wearing anything underneath the sewing in the front of your jeans could be rubbing up against your sweat clit. I start to fantasise about how your lips will be parted on each side of the sewing, and how moist that will make your jeans in the front. As I’m thinking about all this while I’m watching you from behind I start to get hard.
The temperature is about 35 C, which makes you feel comfortable, but you do also start to feel a bit sweaty, so you decide to go and buy your self an ice cream. As I see you heading towards an ice cream booth, I think to myself; this is my chance to get a bit closer to you. As you get in line, I make an effort to get right behind you, even if it means that I have to use my elbows. There is about 5 people in front of us, and it’s very hard not to look down, and just admire your beautiful ass in those jeans. To be honest I’m having a hard time keeping my hands away. A sudden noise quickly takes me out of con-centration. I can’t believe this; you dropped your wallet. This is just my day! You bend over to pick up the wallet, but you move very slowly, not to strain your self too much in the intense heat. As you bend over, I can see how your hips is getting wider, and how the denim is stretched to the maximum. The sewing in the middle comes out of your crack, and is completely visible to me now. To be honest I wish I could just take it out right there and then, and place it on your tight jeans ass. There is nothing like the feeling of soft and well-worn denim rubbing against once cock. I’m literally on the edge of ex-ploding by the sight you provide me. The sewing in the middle is so thick, that you won’t feel a thing if I touched you there for a second. It’s hot and the devil has got into me, so I take my chance and quickly drives my index finger from the bottom of the sewing to the top. All this is happening in a split second, so just as you get up again, I remove my finger, and take a step back while looking to the sides, mak-ing sure no one saw me.
It’s now your turn to make an order, and while you are doing that, I’m standing so close to you, that my rock hard dick rubs softly against your behind. Actually I can feel your buns on each side of my dick. I’m really taking my chances here, so of course I’m dead nervous. You move to the side, and walk away… it’s now my turn to order something. I quickly order the first ice cream that I see on the board of choices. I’ve decided to stop this, while I haven’t got a slap on the face yet, so I go and sit down at some of the tables that are next to the ice cream place.
I really needed that ice to cool me down. I’m looking down on my ice cream concentrating on not spill-ing it, when I hear a female voice, saying: “Excuse me sir. Do you mind if I sit here”. I look up and to my surprise I see that it’s you, you the girl with the jeans and the nice behind that I’ve been looking at for the last ten minutes. I reply: “No, of course not. Please sit down”. You lick some of that ice cream in you, when you look up, and stare directly at me, when you say: “Do you think I’m stupid?”. Pr. auto-matic I reply: “No, of course not. Why do you say that?”. “Look buster, don’t you think I know what went on behind me while buying this ice cream?”. I can hear that you know everything, so I’ve decided not to play stupid and give you an apology. I say: “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what happened over there. I only have a few hundred dollars on me to compensate for my misbehaving”. You: “Do you take me for some kind of hooker? No, I have something quite else in store for you…Follow me”. Nervous as hell I walk with you away from the place. I don’t protest though, because I know you could have me arrested on the spot for what I just did. We walk for about 10 minutes, when we come to a hotel. We proceed inside, take the elevator to the 10th floor. You get out your electronic key card, and open the door. I nervously walk inside, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you had a boyfriend or husband there to beat me up or something. Therefore I got very surprised when you gave me a hard push, so I lost my balance and landed on the bed which was located in the far corned from the entrance door. You quickly positioned your self on top of me, with a leg on each side of my face, so I came to look directly into your jeans crotch. It occurred to me, that this might not turn out to be such a bad thing after all.
You move forward, reach behind my head, and pull my face into your crotch. “This is what you want isn’t it”, you say. I try to say that I just love a beautiful girl in a nice pair of jeans, and that jeans is actu-ally a fetish for me, but it all just comes out as mumble, because my face is so deeply buried in your crutch. I can smell your sweat pussy through the denim, and I since that you are moist already. I poke out my tongue out, and starts to lick the sewing in the front of your crotch. I lick you so hard that you can actually feel me through your jeans. I reach behind you to place my hands on your behind. My cock instantaneously gets hard, as I start to caress your jeans ass. I can just imagine how this must look from behind…my hands on your tight jeans ass. I drive my hands all over your behind and caress it.
With your right hand you grab the front of your jeans, and pull them as far up as you can. This makes the sewing in the middle separate your lips, so much that it’s really visible from my point of view. I start to lick on each of the lips, on each side of the sewing. So you seem to like my ass in jeans, huh? – you say. You get up, turn around, and sits down again, but this time you sit directly on my face, and starts to wriggle a bit. This is making me crazy and I start to lick your Levis. After a few minutes your have a few spot right between your legs from all the licking. You can definitely feel the licking and my wet tongue through your jeans, and I smell all your sweat scents combined with your jeans too. I can’t see anything for you, but I think I feel something going on between my legs, I’m not sure what you are doing. Anyway that doesn’t matter anymore, because you decide to get up again, as you ask me, why I don’t give you a back rub message. Naturally I would like to do that for you, so I go to find some message oil in the bathroom. When I come back, you have taken of your T-shirt, placed your self on the stomach on the bed. Still with your jeans on though. You have no idea of how sexy you look, lying with her jeans ass in the air. I strip of all my clothes, and place my self on your behind. I have a leg on each side of your ass, and I position my dick between your buns. I find it hard not to rub against you, however I start to put the oil on your back and shoulders, as I’m slowly rubbing it in, and messaging your shoulders. As I’m doing that, I slowly start to move back and forth on your sexy jeans ass. The look and feel of your butt is too much, so I position my face between your legs, so I look directly into your jeans ass. I move closer and start to lick you from behind. You spread your legs wider for me, as I’m starting to lick the sewing between your sweet cheeks. I like you all the way from your crotch to the upper back of the jeans several times. Then I start to lick and kiss the area between the sewing and the back pockets. Actually that’s one of my favourite places on a pair of girls jeans. As I’m licking and kissing you, I’m also messaging your behind which makes you kind of relax, but at the same time your pussy and rear hole is getting stimulated by my tongue and fingers on the outside of your jeans. I slowly start to rub a couple of fingers on your pussy, as I keep rubbing your pussy, while I’m using the other hand to message your buns, I can feel the moist between your legs, and you start to moan louder and louder. You ass is moving in circles as I keep rubbing your clit through the jeans at a faster pace. Unfortunately there is no room in the front of your jeans for me to get my hand down there, but on the other hand I just love when a woman comes in her jeans. I won’t let you come just like that though, so I get up again, and position my self on your butt, placing my dick between your buns. I lean forward, and whisper into your ear; “Now, I’m going to fuck your tight jeans ass babe”. I place my hands on your shoulders, as I slowly start to move back and forth, I quickly pike up pace though, and start to fuck your denim ass harder and harder. You press back against me, to feel my dick as hard as hard as you can. I think to my self, that we are going to wear your jeans up if I keep fucking your ass as hard as this. I reach around you, and places my hand on your pussy again, to rub it as good as I can. You are shaking, and I hear small screams, that say: “Oh, yeah fuck me, fuck my tight Levis ass. Fuck my tight jeans”. Suddenly you scream, and I feel great contractions in your crotch, this makes you collapse and fall flat on the bed, pressing my hand hard against your pussy, as I keep rubbing it as you start to scream. I can feel how you completely wet your jeans. This makes me come in a huge load too. Your ass is simply milking the juice out of me, and I just keep coming on your Levis is spasms. As I’m coming I feel another orgasm from you. To come at the same time, has always been number one for me, so this was just the perfect orgasms. We are both completely exhausted and worn out, so I stay on top of you for a few seconds. Before I move up to your face again, to give you a kiss on the cheek, as I’m saying “Thank you so much!”. I take my hand away from your crotch, and of course I can’t help smelling my fingers, they smell like honey. You get up to go to the bathroom, and on your way out there, I notice how your jeans are completely messed up. You have a great white stain on the back of your jeans, in a huge wet dark spot in front of them.
You turn around, to tell me, that you expect me to be gone when you get out again. I think it’s best to follow your instructions, so I clean myself up a bit, get into my clothes again. This is maybe daring, but before I go I take out one of my card from my wallet, and place it on the small table on the left side of the bed. I turn around to take a last look at the room, before I turn around and leave the hotel.