Always Faithful - Chapter Eighteen - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Eighteen

... of her target’s lustful kisses. She opened her mouth to receive stimulation. The other two guys did not want to be left aside. Laura’s neck was stretched back and available. One of the young men began kissing and biting there, while the other made an ear his target. Somehow, Laura moved them all to the dance floor. Her kiss partner wore an open front shirt; Laura’s hand went inside to feel bare chest. Her other hand worked on buttons of another shirt, neck man’s. Girls can play with guy’s tits too . Her third dance partner, ear sucker, took up position behind. They didn’t even try to follow music; they made their own. Three young men and a woman put on a dry fuck exhibition for the party; as much as Laura was concerned it was an audience of one. Feminine hands on male chests invited an equal response. Her eyes and kisses invited fingers under her chains. When Laura pinched, kiss partner and neck man pinched. As they pinched harder, Laura’s head snapped back and breath whistled through her lips; her tongue came out. Ear sucker was behind; he reached through and under the sword blades. “Wow, guess what . . . .” Laura shut him off with an over the shoulder kiss. “Shut up and play the music. Don’t say a word.” Ear sucker used one, then two and finally three fingers pumping pussy and ringing the lady’s bells. Laura pinched kiss and neck hard, and they responded. She was close and getting closer. Even if she doesn’t fuck them on the floor in front of everybody, she is getting ...

... off big time. Should I let her, or frustrate my lover? Frustration is sweet. Greg waited until she was almost there panting like a dog, tongue out. “Thanks for entertaining her guys; I’ll take over from here.” A quick kiss and then, just she and Greg; no three handed stimulation. “You bastard, I love you. I was almost there. They guy behind me found my bells and was ringing them finger fucking me.” “Looked more like most of his hand to me. Now it’s time for your next adventure, are you ready?” “Yes, how far?” “Let him lead; take him away from the three women.” “Your chest is flawless, beautiful; it is beautiful in every detail. I’d like to dance close to you, but I am afraid my chains might get in the way.” “Where is the catch?” Laura guided his hands between her breasts. He unhooked her easily, but had to twist the rings around her nipples to detach the bra. “Now the skirt.” Laura presented a hip. “Take them to your lover for safe keeping. Leave your shoes.” Her dance with three partners was primal sexuality, fucking in dance. With black Adonis, they danced erotic sensuality. Sometimes Laura could feel his touch; other times she only sensed his closeness. For some uncountable minutes, his finger tips turned her cheeks into the most sensitive erogenous zone Laura could remember experiencing. Laura matched his delicate skin strokes by lightly tracing muscles in his torso. Suddenly he took her hands in his to guide them lower. When he was satisfied with her touch, black Adonis ...