Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Two - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Two

... fuck LF just the way you fucked me.” Dan stabbed his cock into LF with force; he went immediately to rapid power fucking strokes. LF wrapped her arms around Dan’s shoulders to hold tight. Her legs wrapped his hips with feet kicking as if she was spurring a horse. Dan kept pace with driving fuck strokes. Artsy lay to the side and kissed them. Dan finally gave his all; he and LF screamed together. Artsy and LF tried to coax one last orgasm out of Dan, but to no avail. He was drained. They slept. Christmas Eve, the day, and the following days were hectic with social events, mainly for the art community. Rupert visited twice with his special friend. The newspaper journalist who wrote the big Sunday story about Dan’s project came and got a personal guided tour of LF’s series. Mrs. Patron suggested the three principals make time for an in depth interview with the writer. Full social and artistic days were sufficiently tiring; Dan didn’t even consider duplicating the sexual escapades that began his in town vacation. Dan thanked his hostess and returned home on the 29 th to get ready for New Years Eve. > > > > - - Laura asked for privacy so she could get ready for their night out. Her outfit this year was as spectacular as the one she wore to last New Years Eve’s gala. Her dress was fringe, just silver fringe. She would jut out whenever she moved, and Greg could reach in anywhere and at any time. Not only Greg, if last year was any indicator, other men and women would poke hands ...

... between her fringe tonight. Unless those reaching went for her legs, skin was all their hands would connect with. Laura planned this outfit for maximum exposure. Silver heels, nude and open pantyhose, the silver fringe dress, and her jewelry was all she wore. With so little clothing, dressing would not take long. Laura only rarely made her face ultra dramatic; tonight was one of those rare times. The picture of Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra was her model. Her eyes she outlined with black lines stretching back to her hairline. Over a pale foundation, almost cream colored, she made her cheek bones glow as if they were twin veins of silver rising from deep in the earth. Eyelids and lips were decorated to match her silver cheeks. Except for her diamond ear studs, she carried her jewelry to Greg to install. Her lover waited, already dressed in a silver spandex jump suit Laura purchased to compliment her outfit. As instructed, he had a bottle of Taittinger chilled and waiting with him. “Oh My God, you look incredible.” “Thank you Darling, I would ask you to kiss me, but I would have to start all over on my makeup. Can you wait?” They drank a glass of champagne, and then Laura gave Greg her jewelry, holding back her ruby ring. Greg kneeled to place the ankle bracelet, next twined a waist chain in place, and finally took his own good time clipping Laura’s clit bells between her legs. He held the fringe dress apart to admire his handiwork. Laura handed over the ring, “And now this ...