The Party Gift - Ch. 4 - Sex Stories

The Party Gift - Ch. 4

... the side and my eyes reeled in their sockets at the tender affection. My breathing was accelerating toward a pant and my heart thundered wildly in my chest while my body temperature was already at volcanic level and my pussy tingled as it flooded with my boiling nectar. In a flurry of sudden sexual aggression, Deanna found herself lying on her back on the mattress with me straddling her. Running her hands slowly up the sides of my bare hips and taking the hem of my dress, she raised it up my body as far as she could reach before I took it the rest of the way; up over my head and off in one smooth movement. As I had not bothered to put on a bra or panties when I had changed into the dress, Deanna’s face lit up with a seductive smile as I was instantly naked on top of her now. “Oh you naughty little girl you,” she hissed. “Just what am I going to do with you?” Deanna slid her hands up my bare body and molded them around my breasts. My head rolled back and a tender moan escaped my lips as I continued grinding myself down on Deanna’s still fully clothed body all the while coursing my fingers through her hair. Deanna continued massaging my breasts firmly as her warm mouth and powerful tongue went back and forth between my throbbing nipples. On a wild impulse, I suddenly pulled Deanna’s mouth off my nipple, tilted her head up and plunged my tongue deep into her mouth. Deanna wrapped her arms tightly around me and moaned softly down my throat. I broke from out of the kiss suddenly ...

... and pushed Deanna down firmly on her back on the mattress, pinning her arms. “The question is not what you’re going to do with me,” I hissed. “But rather, what I’m going to do to you!” Repositioning my body, I quickly unfastened Deanna's belt and practically ripped apart the button-down fly of her jeans. I roughly tugged her jeans down those long and shapely legs to her ankles. Yanking off her shoes, I then jerked her jeans off and literally tossed them over my shoulder as Deanna was feverously pulling off her blouse and undoing her bra. As I began seductively crawling back up over Deanna’s body, naked now with the exception of her panties, she immediately went on the aggressive; springing suddenly at me in an attempt to overpower me. But I immediately pinned her back down on the mattress before she could achieve full momentum. "Oh no you don't," I commanded. "I'm the Captain of this flight!" I slipped my fingers under the delicate fabric of her panties and pulled them down her beautiful legs and off. I repositioned myself on my knees between Deanna’s now widely spread legs and watched her run her fingers over and around her seething and soaking wet folds; her fire red fingernails teasing her dark, swollen lips. I ran my hands up and down the front of Deanna’s body, firmly massaging all over her breasts, tummy, hips and thighs. I then lifted her left leg and slowly ran my tongue all the way down the inside of it, relishing the delectable flavor of the woman's creamy skin until ...