Transforming Genevieve Chapter Six Part Two - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Six Part Two

... over my head and cascade down my back to cover part of my soft ass cheeks.

Marsha said, "Damn that looks so sexy."

I straightened up and reached for the tiny zipper tab, holding the dress tight to my neck. Sliding it slowly down, I turned to face my new lovers again.

Marsha's hand moved to begin stroking Peter's hard cock, and he moaned his approval as he kept his eyes fixed on me.

There was no easy way to remove my dress. I could reach down and lift it over my head, turning it inside out as I removed it, or slip my arms out and let it shimmy down my body as I moved seductively for them. I opted for the former. Reaching the hemline, I slowly lifted the dress, peeling it over my hips. As I lifted it further, I bent at the waist and pulled it over my head. It turned inside out and fell off my arms. My long hair cascaded around my face as the dress released it from inside. Tossing the dress aside like some rag instead of the expensive garment it really was. I used two fingers to gather my hair and flip it behind me.

"WOW, what an incredible body,” Peter exclaimed. "I can't wait to fuck you, Genevieve."

This strip tease was taking too long; I wanted his throbbing cock in my mouth. I wanted Marsha to guide it to my soft red lips and watch as I stuffed him down my throat. I wanted to watch her suck him while I licked the pulsating shaft.

I reached between the cups of my lace bra and undid the clasp, letting them fall away instantly. My hard nipples stood ...

... fully erect. I let the bra slide off my body and reached down to pull the thin lace straps of my thong higher on my hips.

"Enough of this teasing, I want that cock NOW,” I said.

Peter was still sitting with his back against the headboard, and Marsha was cuddled into his side, slowly stroking his throbbing cock. I crawled up alongside Peter as Marsha slid down to position herself across his hips from me. My soft fingers joined hers, massaging the bottom of his shaft as she stroked the head.

"Oh yeah, ladies, I'm loving this,” Peter whispered.

Marsha and I moved our mouths toward his glorious cock in unison, kissing each other open-mouthed above the head. Moving down, we each licked at the head, circling the silky corona and kissing each other. Our mouths worked down the shaft, reaching the base. Marsha was first to suck one incredible ball between her lips, and I happily sucked the other inside my wet mouth. The flesh of his scrotum stretched between our lips.

His testicle slipped from my oral grasp, and I licked around his scrotum and up the length of his rock-hard shaft, sucking one of Marsha's fingers between my lips as I pleasured him toward the head.

Marsha tilted Peter's cock toward me, offering the pulsating head to my moist lips. It slipped between my lips, and I circled the head with my tongue as I took more of him inside my wet oral cavity. Marsha stroked her hand down, stretching the flesh of his shaft taut as my hot, wet mouth descended over his ...