Daisy - Sex Stories

Daisy

... underwear. The thong she had on was too high-cut for the open waistline of this dress. The bra he’d provided didn’t work with the halter neckline. So when he opened the back of the dress and she felt the coolness on her rump, she knew he had a complete, unobstructed view.

Daisy pressed her lips together. Her heart beat violently in her chest.

Aiden’s hands, strong but soft, long-fingered and gentle, pressed into the small of her back and then spread slowly, circling again to the front. This time, underneath the fabric, they went lower to the apex of her thighs. Daisy’s eyes opened when his hands met, and together they pushed, forcing her to part her legs. She could feel the length of him pressed into her backside. She did as he silently commanded and his hands made their descent. Daisy gasped when he touched her. She then sighed when his fingers stroked and toyed with her clit.

Aiden flicked his tongue at her earlobe, his breath hot and steamy on the inside of her ear. “I’ve wanted to do that all day… touch you… like this,” he groaned.

She whimpered when he squeezed her clit while his other finger pierced her hole. Lifting on her toes in her heels, she clenched her fists.

“The things I plan to do to you, Daisy. Pete doesn’t know what he has. But I do.”

Daisy closed her eyes. She turned her head as her hips began to move beyond her control. She found herself grinding down on his palm and probing finger. She didn’t understand her body any more. How it knew ...

... what to do. Or was it her? Was he just plucking strings that had never been plucked before? He eased a second finger in her. She had to lift and spread to accommodate the fit.

“So tight, so warm. Take down the front of your dress,” Aiden ordered.

Daisy didn’t know how she could manage it. Right now every sensation in her body pooled to his finger fuck. The rest of her was weak and listless.

“Do it, sexy,” he said again, giving her another finger, then another, her channel stuffed to capacity. She sucked in a breath and lifted her trembling hands to her neck as her chest heaved and fell. Short gasps of breaths escaped her. The clasp gave and the halter-top fell. He kept going with one hand but removed the other from her clit and went for her nipple. She didn’t realize it had as much feeling in it as her pussy, and she threw her head back, letting go a soft cry. Then it happened and she lost it. She reached behind her and grabbed his neck to hold on as her body shook violently through an orgasm of his doing.

Daisy cried out. She had to clamp her mouth shut for fear of it.

“It’s okay, sexy. You’ll be doing that quite often tonight.”

Aiden removed his fingers and turned her. Daisy felt a wave of dizziness as her knees buckled. Lucky for her, he held her firm by the waist. Her dress was bunched around her middle, and he moved the fabric down off her hips, leaving her in nothing but her heels.

Daisy managed to open her eyes and focus when he didn’t touch her ...