05 The Saxophone - Sex Stories

05 The Saxophone

... soul. Her hands snaked up to my chest and they seemed to burn right through my shirt into my flesh. I looked down, and my shirt was gone, falling to the floor in tatters of cloth. Her right hand was flat against my chest, cool to the touch, yet burning me inside with her fire. Her left hand circled around my back, and I felt her nails slide across my skin.

Looking back at her blouse, the buttons were all undone, and it swung open to reveal a black bra. Her two perfect breasts held in place and supported by this simple piece of cloth. I caressed her smiling face with my left hand as I reached behind her with my right and popped the clasp free.

She pulled her arms back to her body and the blouse and bra dropped onto the stage. Her small hands clasped her breasts as she stood vulnerable before me. Those piercing green eyes peered into me and I smiled. Disarmed of whatever emotion was consuming her, her jaw dropped as I stepped forward. I placed my hands on top of hers and gently pulled them off her chest to reveal two small perfectly formed breasts. She blushed as I gazed at them.

Small as they may be the shape and contour of them is beyond reproach. "Perfect," I whispered to her as I bent over to kiss each one. A soft sigh escaped her lips as I contacted her skin. I could feel her shiver beneath my touch, even though the heat of the room flowed over us like a warm tide. One of her hands found its way onto my head, her fingers massaging my scalp as another clasped my ...

... back, pulling me against her chest.

I pulled one of her flawless nipples into my mouth, marveling at the perfection of it as I swirled my tongue around it. Then I sucked gently on her, my teeth scrapping across her tender flesh. Another soft sigh escaped her lips, her breath coming out more quickly. She inhaled with a sudden sharpness as I released her and blew a cool breeze across her hot flesh. Then I moved over to the other nipple and repeated the process. I could feel her nails digging into my back, a welcome bit of pain to remind me of her.

Then I stepped back from her and looked into her incredible eyes again. She looked up at me with all the passion and heat that filled the music, and I felt a surge of fire within myself rise to meet hers. Then the light glinted off something at her stomach. I ran my finger over her navel, and I caught the edge of a small piercing. She closed her eyes as I ran my fingers over it, so I knelt before her to better inspect it.

A small loop of silver pierced her navel. I ran my fingers over it again, then leaned in and placed a single kiss on it. Her hands pulled against me, and I latched onto her stomach. My arms encircled her, pulling her tight against me as she pulled me to her. I ran my tongue over the piercing, dipping the tip inside her navel. Then I sucked on her, pulling the edge of the piercing into my mouth, running my tongue over and around it. My hands slipped up under her skirt and up her wonderful legs.

I could feel ...