Amy's Arousal - Sex Stories

Amy's Arousal

... She pulled back from me and pulled my shirt and bra off with one smooth movement. Looking me over she smiled and leaned in. She kissed me again and began to trail hot open mouthed kisses down my neck and over my collar bones. Her fingers spiraled their way towards my nipples and I sighed and shifted, wanting her to give them her full attention. She chuckled and took one hard peak into her mouth. Running her tongue lightly over it she gently scraped her teeth over the sensitive nub, then licked away the slight sting. I moaned out loud at the delicious sensation and she shifted to the other breast, repeating her actions while palming and gently pinching the first. Every touch made me melt a little more and I was squeezing my thighs together embarrassingly aware of my own growing wetness. Feeling bolder I pulled off her top and ran my hands over her body in turn. She obligingly arched back to give me access. I tried some of the same things she had done to me, kissing my way over her collarbones and tracing over her skin. I was fascinated by the silky smoothness of her body. The near transparency of her creamy skin and the contrast of her flushed nipples. I loved the responsiveness she shared with me as I touched and tasted my way over her. I kissed my way to her breasts and hovered for a moment over her nipples, then took one into my mouth. I sucked gently on them but before I could retreat, a male voice murmured a soft command in my ear. “Harder.” I tried it and was rewarded ...

... with a gasp of pleasure, her hands fisted in my hair. I switched to the other nipple and did the same. The voice had a new suggestion, “Flick them. No, harder.” I obeyed and Beth moaned and squirmed beneath me. I looked up to see Alex so close he was nearly touching me himself. “Sometimes a little pain just makes the pleasure sweeter.” He moved back away again and Beth took advantage of the moment to regain the upper hand. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my pants and pulled them down and off my feet. She took a moment to admire my blue lace panties. “Very nice” Beth ran one fingernail over the soaked gusset, tracing the outline of my pussy lips. She knelt before me toying with me, kissing my inner thighs and brushing light caresses over my aching mound but never quite making contact with my clit. I sat upright on the edge of the couch with my legs spread for her, all but naked and became aware again of the guys. They were watching from the chairs across the room, both sporting sizeable bulges. Beth noticed my shift in attention. “Do you like having both of them hot for you?” She slipped one finger under the edge of my panties and unerringly found my clit. “Mmmm. So wet! I think you like being on display little one.” She traced lazy circles over my sensitive bud. “Answer me! Do you like it?” “Yes.” “Good girl. I don’t think you need these anymore.” She pulled off the last scrap of clothing covering me and bent forward to kiss my pussy. Oh GOD! She had definitely ...