High Rise Exhibitionist Chapter Four Part 2 - Sex Stories

High Rise Exhibitionist Chapter Four Part 2

... contrasting totally with the pure white fabric of the bed linens.

Her fingers slid along the front of her thighs, up to the waistband of her satin pajama pants. Hooking delicate fingers over the elastic of the waistband, Kay slowly peeled the fabric down her legs, exposing creamy smooth thighs first, followed by shapely calves and, finally, sexy red-tipped toes.

Stepping from the pool of satin around her feet, Kay returned her hands to her waist. She slowly sat on the edge of the bed and reached to her right to grasp the top of the pure white comforter that covered her bed. Pulling it toward her, she lifted her butt slightly and slid it under her to finally toss it to her left and off the bed. She slipped her nightshirt off and dropped it to the floor. Kay slithered toward the headboard, moving easily on the white satin sheets.

Her left hand moved to the small nightstand and flipped on a tiny lamp, basking her beauty in soft, incandescent light.

Kay looked at me as she slowly ran her delicate fingertips through her hair at the temples and kept eye contact with me as those same fingers slid down over her full, succulent breasts, pausing a moment to tweak the twin nubs of her erect nipples.

She flattened her palms to cover her tits, then continued down across her flat stomach and abdomen, finally reaching the tiny patch of curly red pubic hair just above her clit and the entrance to her moist pussy. Kay's left hand toyed with the small triangle of hair, lifting ...

... her right hand toward me as she whispered, "Come to me, come make sweet passionate love with me."

I slowly walked toward her satin-covered bed, my cock swaying back and forth as it stood completely erect from my loins.

"You are so gorgeous," I said as I approached her bed.

Her reclined form contrasted immaculately with the pure white satin sheet she lay upon. Red hair framed her lovely face, tanned shoulders, and creamy white breasts. My eyes traced down to where her hips, thighs, and legs rested comfortably on the white satin sheet. She looked more sensual, sexier than any woman I'd ever had the pleasure of gazing upon.

I sat on the edge of the bed with one leg raised, my knee bent, facing her. My other leg extending down over the side of the soft mattress. I reached out with my right hand and placed it on her thigh above the knee.

As Kay moved her hand toward me, she whispered, "May I touch it?”

My smile served as her answer, and she let her delicate hand rest on my ankle. Incredibly slowly, she slid her hand along the length of my bent leg, sliding over my calf to my knee and continuing along the flesh of my inner thigh.

I slid my hand along the creamy soft flesh of her shapely thigh until it came to rest on her slightly protruding hip bone, which I gently massaged using my fingertips to tickle at the sensitive flesh surrounding that protrusion. Kay's stomach muscles convulsed involuntarily as my fingers tickled her skin.

She giggled slightly and ...