Storm Warning - Sex Stories

Storm Warning

... she turns to Anna, standing there with her jaw dropped, but with the hint of a smile on her lips. I lean back in, infatuated with desire, but Michelle places her finger on my lips, keeping me at bay.

"Baby, easy now. I think we've outstayed our welcome here."

She is looking straight at me, nodding her head in the direction of Anna. The fog of lust slowly evaporates from my mind, and my eyes quickly shift from Michelle to Anna, and back to Michelle.

"Oh. You're right. I'm sorry, Anna. I think we just crossed the line there. It's hard not to get carried away with this one."

I take a step back to lean against my bar stool while Michelle straightens her dress.

"No. NO!"

Anna dramatically slams her palm down onto the counter. We both look up at her, very much caught off guard by her outburst.

"Why!? Please. Don't walk away now. This has been a shitty day, and the two of you walking in is the best thing that's happened in a long time. Seriously."

Once more she adapts the puppy eyes look that Michelle masters to perfection. Michelle and I exchange glances. Anna places her palms on the counter and lifts herself up and in towards us with a mischievous look on her face.

"Listen. The bar is empty. We're closing in half an hour anyway. You've got the most private seats in the bar right there." She turns her eyes to me. "I took her dancing. You promised to close the deal, mister!" she says with the imitation of a pouty face.

I can't help smiling as I slowly ...

... move back in between Michelle's thighs, my lips touching her ear.

"This is happening, babe. Right here, right now. I want you so fucking bad!"

Michelle is considering her options for a second or two, looking intensely at Anna, who is still doing her pouty lips routine. With her eyes still fixed on her, she shrugs her shoulders and reaches down to grab hold of the bottom of her red dress. She starts hiking it up, so very slowly, gradually revealing her knees, her thighs ... and further up, exposing all. Mmm. Of course. Michelle is wearing absolutely nothing underneath. Just her soft skin and her smooth pussy at display as she spreads her legs even more, turning her face from Anna to me. A soft whispered "Whoooa" escapes Anna's lips, who is stretching her neck to get the best possible view of the events unfolding. I couldn't agree more.

"Don't look so surprised, babe! Even my seamless panties were showing in this dress. This was the only way."

I can't help but latch onto her lips again in a passionate kiss, one hand back on her breast underneath that silky smooth fabric, the other reaching around her and settling on her arched back. My lips slowly move from her lips down across her chin, down to her neck, planting little kisses along the way. My body slowly descends on hers, first my stomach and then my chest pressing against her crotch as I move downwards, my lips travelling from her cheekbone, her chest, down to her beautiful breasts covered in red. From the corner ...