Dessert's On Me - Sex Stories

Dessert's On Me

... move around to my stomach and begin to slide up my body. I close my eyes and my body begins to tremble as I feel your touch. This latex dress is so tight I feel your fingertips through it and you are driving me wild. Your hands move up to cup my breasts through the dress. I moan out loud and arch my back a bit, offering myself to your hands. I reach up and place my hands over yours as a spread my legs as far as the tight dress will allow. You squeeze my breasts and push them together, playing with my sensitive nipples and you can see them harden under the dress as if trying to poke through it. Your hands move around my sides and slide down my back until you reach my ass. Holding a cheek in each hand you squeeze them and I gasp. I lean down and put my hands on either side of your face, kissing you with all the love and passion I can offer you. "I love you so much, my Master," I breathe into your mouth. You pull me closer to you, wanting me to sit on your lap and I have to hike up my dress in order to get my legs far enough apart to straddle you. I settle down on your lap, wrapping my arms around your neck and smiling broadly. I feel your hardness as I sit there and I know you feel my wetness in return. My breath is coming in short pants as I feel the electricity between us. You make me crazy when you are away and you make me even more so when we are together! "You look amazing tonight, my sexy slut," you tell me and I look down, blushing a bit. "Thank you, Master. I'm glad ...

... you like my outfit," I say in a soft whisper. "It's not the outfit that makes you so amazing, my dear," he says, "you make it amazing on you." My heart leaps at your words! Your hands move up to cup my breasts again and I softly moan my pleasure. I close my eyes and lick my painted lips as my fire is ignited by your touch. My eyes pop open a moment later when I hear the zipper of my dress start to move. I look at you and you smile mischievously. You begin again moving the zipper agonizingly slowly down... down... down. I freeze and hold perfectly still as the zipper slides down my trembling body until you stop just under my breasts. As I watch you, barely breathing, you reach up to take the edges of my open-zippered dress and pull them apart, revealing more of my cleavage. You lean forward and kiss the freshly exposed skin and I moan softly. I run my fingers through the hair on the back of your head as I hold your face in between my aching breasts. I feel your lips and tongue on my skin, tasting my flesh and raising goosebumps on it. I moan as you kiss me between my breasts and pull the zipper down further. When you reach my navel, you stop once more. You pull the edges apart again, further this time, and my breasts come fully in view. My nipples are hard as pencil erasers and ache for your attention. You take one into your hot mouth and I die a little bit. I moan loudly and thrust my chest out, wanting more. You begin licking and chewing on the thick nub and I feel my pussy ...