A Christmas Tail... Oops!... Tale - Sex Stories

A Christmas Tail... Oops!... Tale

... said again, and followed it with a breathless whisper, “don’t.” I leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head while I continued pinching, and I noticed that she had started to move her thighs together, clenching them as if to put pressure on her clit. Kate was still watching but her initial smile by this time had fallen away and she was watching intently now, her lower lip drawn slightly between her teeth. I withdrew my hand and walked around the table and stood behind Kate ready to fill her glass. I had asked Lana in the past whether she knew anything about Kate’s love life and what she liked, but oddly enough, that’s one thing that the two of them had never talked about. At least that’s what she said. It appeared to me that perhaps I was about to find out on my own. “Your glass is empty. Want a top-up?” I asked as I leaned over her. She didn’t answer and I could sense she had become tense. I repeated the same thing I had just done with Lana. As I was pouring her wine my free hand slid down her chest, but this time I slipped it directly under her top and bra and onto the warmth and softness of her bare breast. Her nipple was already hard and after feeling and squeezing her breast I turned my attention to her nipple, pinching and rolling it. Still no word from her but her breathing had become deeper. A harder pinch brought some results. “Oh god,” she whispered, and she brought her hand up to her breast, pressing mine tighter to her through the fabric of her top. Only a ...

... few seconds had elapsed between my fondling my wife’s breast and her subsequent arousal and what I was now doing to her sister’s breast. I looked over at Lana. She was a little flushed and had that unmistakable ‘horny-and-a-bit-drunk’ look about her and was watching intently what I was doing. She also had the faintest hint of a naughty smile on her face. I pinched Kate’s nipple again and this time she let out a small groan. I was starting to get hard. I kissed the top of her head, withdrew my hand, and said to them, “I’m going to give you both a good back rub. So bring your wine into the living room.” Getting a back rub from me is one of Lana’s great pleasures in life and is something that she’s never refused. It always ends in a passionate session of fucking. As she got up from the table she gave me ‘the look’ and said, “I’m looking forward to this.” “Why don’t we start with Lana,” I said to Kate as I walked between them into the living room, my arms around their waists. “She worked hard to prepare our dinner so I think she gets a reward first. What do you think?” Kate had got her voice back and said, “Sounds fine to me. Lana’s told me about how good your back rubs are, but I suppose I’ll just have to wait.” Lana unbuttoned her blouse, took it off and knelt down on the carpet. I suppose in deference to Kate’s presence she faced away from us and removed her bra, then lay face down. She was still wearing her skirt. I knelt beside her prepared to begin. Kate was still standing, ...