Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... looking directly at her, a question dancing behind his deep blue eyes. "Hayley?" She asked, not breaking the stripper's gaze, revelling in the pressure exerted by his hand pulling at her panties.

"Yeah babe?" She heard, following a large gulp.

"Whatexactly do the bracelets mean?"

"Oh, okay. The green ones mean 'no contact', the yellows mean 'non-intimate contact only'. Red means 'No penetration', and finally purple means 'anything goes'"

She glanced down at her red bracelet. No penetration? Considering everything she'd already done, and with the barrier allowed by the bracelet, she felt safe. So, when her eyes rose back up to meet Anders', she gave a tiny nod, and he smiled.

The next thing she felt was the lace slowly unravelling itself against her bare pussy as he pulled it from below. It fluttered across her mons, clitoris, labia, and eventually her hole, the loose end of the lace brushing lightly against her anus as it fell to the ground, no longer bound by her panties.

The air caressed her damp lips, immediately sending a tremor up her spine. She found herself suddenly thankful that she had cleaned up her pubic hair as Anders' hand began tracing its way along the line formed by the edge of her landing strip. A fresh flood of liquid filled her as his thick fingers passed further down, skirting the edge of her sex just barely, instead running along the bend where her leg met her crotch.

Eventually, he retracted his hand, leaving a small groan of ...

... frustration to escape from Elena's throat. Her displeasure didn't last long, though, as, taking his rod in his hand, Anders put it back between her thighs, his pre-cum now lost amidst the flow of pussy juice as he traced the head along her inner thigh,so close to her most sensitive spot. Without warning, he released his member, as before, smacking it directly against her now naked and dripping pussy. She could feel her lips fall around the invading cock, sliding back and forth along his length as he thrust his hips erotically, being sure to drag his crown firmly along her clit. This lasted only about ten seconds before she felt her legs give out, a small but powerful orgasm stealing her strength away.

She didn't fall, though. Instead, she felt two strong hands catch her- one on her upper back, and the other getting a handful of her plump behind. He began kneading and squeezing her ass as he directed Naomi to grab a folding chair from underneath the chaise. Sitting her gently in the chair, he made sure she was comfortable, then moved over to the other two.

Elena watched them as her groggy brain picked up the pieces of her shattered psyche. Hayley had already lost her own panties and miniskirt, openly touching herself as Anders danced for Naomi, who was still clad in her underwear.

Naomi, her burst of boldness clearly passed, sat with her arms folded around her chest. Her eyes, however, were glued to what was before her, her mouth hanging open just a little. Getting up, ...