Masquerade, Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Masquerade, Chapter 2

... the top part of her dress and helped her slide it over her hips to fall down around her ankles. I gave her a hand to steady her as she stepped out of it and I hung it gently over the back of the chair in my room. I turned back to her and looked at my beautiful companion. Tracy wasn't wearing a bra because of the halter top and low cut back of the dress. Besides she didn't need one - her 34C breasts stood high and firm all on their own. Only now in her excitement, her nipples were fat and stiff like pink pencil erasers and begged to be sucked. She wore only her panties, stockings, and heels now and she was a vision. I pushed her back onto the bed and she fell, giggling, onto the bed and crawled to the middle, laying back and holding her arms out to me. I quickly stripped and climbed into bed and on top of her. Tracy wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down into a kiss. We kissed long and deep before I moved to nibble on her ear, then down to her neck. Tracy whispered a soft moan, knowing that her "dessert" was served! I kissed her neck, then her shoulder. I kissed along her collarbone and the notch at the base of her throat. I could feel her breath quicken. I kissed down her sternum until I reached the valley between her wonderful breasts. Knowing that both these delightful mounds required my immediate attention, I had to unfortunately start with one of them. But I made sure each of her tender orbs was equally tended to. Tracy had super sensitive nipples - a fact I ...

... found out the night of the party when we first met. Now that I had that tidbit of information neatly stored away, I took full advantage of it... chewing on her stiff buds and lavishing my tongue's affections upon them. My fingers curled into the soft pliable flesh as well, squeezing and mauling her young breasts as she arched and twisted and moaned her approval. "Oh God, Rick... that feels so good..." she groaned. She put a hand on the back of my head running her fingers through my hair then push my mouth down harder on her aching nipple. In response I pinched the other nipple, causing her to gasp and arch higher. After I made sure her nipples had been satisfied - at least for the time being - I moved down to care for other parts of her delicious body. I could tell there was a juicy peach just waiting to be plucked and I was hungry! But I wanted to make sure it was nice and ripe so I didn't rush things... I kissed my way agonizingly slowly down her stomach, pausing to kiss and toy a bit with her navel piercing while my hands deftly relieved the girl of her silky panties. I continued my travels downward to kiss her mound just above her screaming clit. I could tell my teasing kisses were driving her mad - her pleas and whimpers of protest were like music to my ears and served only to encourage me more. As much fun as I was having making my little sexpot moan and squirm though, the teasing wasn't making my cock any less hard or happy. It was time to move things along. Without ...