05 The Saxophone - Sex Stories

05 The Saxophone

... pulled her small piercing into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. Then I released it and swirled my tongue around her navel. While doing this I ran my right hand up under her skirt, and down her thigh, pulling my nails across the incredible shape of her legs. With my left hand I cupped her breast, running my fingers over her nipple. Then I darted my tongue into her navel and drew back, blowing cool air across it, watching as the gooseflesh broke out across her skin.

Then I stood up and leaned down over her again. Her arms wrapped around my back, pulling me down on top of her. Our lips met again, and somewhere in the back of my head, I started to hear music playing. Tongues dashing against each other, my hands ran over her incredible breasts, while hers pulled harsh lines across my back. The passion and fire of it exploded through us creating a desperate lust for one another. I slipped my left hand under her skirt and ran it up her thigh to the line of her panties. Slipping my fingers underneath, I cupped her luscious ass, digging my fingers into her perfection as our mouths fought to probe one another.

Breaking off from her, I stood up straight, and pulled her legs against my chest. Her feet in the air, I clasped them together and raked the side of her incredibly shaped calves with my teeth. Then I reached down with right hand and lifted her ass off the table, while grabbing the edge of her panties with my left. With a slow deliberate motion, I slid them off her ...

... waist and up her legs. Her eyes sparkled with desire as I tossed her panties across the room.

Parting her legs, I knelt before her sublime perfection, and lifted her skirt up onto her stomach. I slipped my right hand across her groin, my fingers traced across her small, clean-shaven mound, the edges of my fingers playing across her lips. Then I placed one hand on each of her thighs and with gentle pressure, pressed them towards the desk as I leaned into her and placed a soft kiss, a mere brushing of lips, upon her. She sighed, a soft sound filled with bated anticipation, as I ran the tip of my tongue over her sublime flesh. I ran my tongue over the top of her mound, tracing down one side, and back up the other. Then placed another kiss at the top of her, slipping my tongue across her, a light dab of moisture remaining on her. Pulling back a hair's breadth, I blew down upon her, watching with satisfaction as she barely shivered. Then I leaned into her again, and with lavish strokes, I ran my tongue along the inside of her lips, savoring the taste of her.

A soft, but audible moan escaped her lips as I caressed her clitoris with my tongue. I twisted my tongue around her, and then sucked on her. Her legs twitched under my hands as I ran my teeth across the top of her mound. Using the fingers of my right hand, I parted her lips and ran my tongue along the inside of her. Her legs shivered underneath me as I dipped my tongue along the insides of her lips and across her clitoris. ...