The Cuckold Entangled - Sex Stories

The Cuckold Entangled

... to grind on him. The move made her dress ride up, exposing the crotch of her purple lace thong between her open thighs.

He wrapped his right hand around her front, his palm settling just beneath her left tit.

I'm not sure due to the combination of the lights, alcohol, and movements, but I thought I saw his palm squeeze the bottom of her tits a few times.

The music started to transition into another one similar in style, and I saw the mayor talk into her ear, and she was smiling and nodding her head.

Standing as she continued to dance, she moved to the side so that she was now in front of Darrell.

Standing straight up, her back arched, and her feet wide apart, she started to shake her ass in front of his face as she looked back over her shoulder at him with a smile on her face.

She sat down on his lap, giving him a similar treatment as she had given the mayor.

"Ooo wee, she definitely's got some magic on her," he said, laughing, his hand holding her waist as she grinded on him.

The rest of the room responded, asserting their agreement in different ways, all of them happy and cheerful.

I watched, paralyzed, as she danced over to Jim and Rick, giving them the same treatment.

She was just about to move away when Mrs. Shaw called out, "Hey girl, what about me? Are you going to leave me hanging? It's like that?"

The men laughed out loud, and Mika joined them, laughing playfully as she started to move backward toward us, still dancing and shaking ...

... her ass till she was in front of the older woman.

She dropped her ass down into the older woman's lap, grinding like she had done with the guys.

I was hard as steel in my pants and felt even more self-conscious now with all eyes towards us, enjoying watching her entertain as she performed for and on Mrs. Shaw right beside me.

I had never wished more that I was cloaked in invisibility.

"All right. You have all had your fun; come back over here, doll," the mayor waving her over said in his booming voice, although he still had a big smile on his face.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Mayor," she said, giving him a teasing smile.

"Hmm, I like that. But call me daddy," he said.

"Yes, daddy," she responded playfully. She bit the side of her lip, her smile getting a little bigger.

I felt the shock of another electric bolt go through me.

The rest of the room, with their own reactions quite different, loved the exchange, which was echoed in the cheerfulness of their responses.

"As much as I have loved watching you shake that fabulous ass of yours, I want to see you shake those beautiful titties too," he said as she approached.

"Yes, daddy," she said, smiling while still moving with the music. She bent forward so that her chest was at the level of his face and started to shake her tits from side to side.

I watched in disbelief as he pushed his face into her tits and started to blow, shaking his head from side to side. He was motorboating her tits!

Again, my reaction ...