Story 24 #3
Then he began stroking her leg. He never pushed up beneath her dress - at least, not yet anyway - but his hand moved up and down the exposed part of her thigh.
She felt him push against her. She raised up one of her hands and laid it on his chest as though holding him there for a moment, stopping him from completely overwhelming her.
In a sense, however, she wanted to be overwhelmed by him. She wanted him to take her, to consume her, to do whatever it was that he wanted to do to her.
She moved her hand to his arm and took hold of his bicep. She could feel the rise of it, the way that it bulged outward. She gave it a squeeze and loved how firm it felt in her grip.
Her other hand went behind his back.
She ran her hand up and down his back.
She ran it down toward his jeans. She felt that his T-shirt had been pulled out of his jeans and when she reached his jeans she could feel his skin. She moved her hand down to the top of his jeans and then moved it up beneath his T-shirt, moving over his back.
He was kissing her on the mouth again now, having moved away from her throat as he pushed her down on the couch. He was lying with her - half next to her and half on top of her.
She felt his hand on her waist again. It moved up her body, feeling her curves.
She felt him brush the underside of one of her breasts and she felt a rush of excitement at being touched there.
There had been times before when over-eager young men had tried to touch her breasts - they had looked at them, longed for them, desired them, and then they had seen their opportunity.
But she had always stopped them. Now she knew that if Chris wanted her breasts she wouldn't make any move to stop him.
They were his - she was his - for the taking. And she wanted him to do it.
But he withdrew his hand. Perhaps that brief touch had been enough for him for now at least.
She was sure that she would feel his touch there again soon enough.
She was sure that he would touch her in all the most intimate places, the private places where no one had ever touched her before.
She wanted that - she wanted to feel him exploring her, discovering her young, fresh, body.
She wanted to know what it would all feel like.
More than that, she wanted to feel him. She still had her hand up beneath his T-shirt.
She ran it down his back slowly, feeling his skin, and then moved it over his jeans so that she could feel his ass.
She felt one of his ass cheeks beneath her hand and she gave it a squeeze.
She loved how firm it felt - she knew that her own were softer and she wanted him to feel them soon.
She wanted to know how much he liked them.
His hand was on her leg again. Their kisses continued, hot and heavy, as his hand stroked her leg, moving up beneath her dress now, moving all the way up to her waist.
She wondered for a moment if he had realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
When she had got dressed it hadn’t seemed as though it was such an important choice that she had made but now it seemed far more important.
She wondered what he would think of the kind of girl who went around with no underwear on.
She thought that she was going to like him thinking that she was that kind of girl.
She felt his hand push up even further, past the top of her fishnets. She felt his hand on the soft skin of her body, stroking her curves. She would have taken her dress off completely for him then if that was what he had wanted. But it didn't seem as though it was time for that just yet.
His hand moved around to the front of her body. Her dress was getting pushed up in all sorts of ways now. She ran her legs over his body, wanting to feel him, wanting him to feel her legs against him.
As he pushed up against her, she felt the hard bulge in his pants rubbing against her soft body.
She wanted more of it. A part of her wanted to just grab hold of it, feel it, play with it, but she told herself that she had to take her cues from him.
He would let her know when it was time for that, she was sure of it.
She glanced across at Mike. He was still watching intently. Their eyes met again as she felt Chris' hand move over her belly, the tips of one finger moving over the indentation of her belly button, feeling it through the gaps in her fishnets.
The thought came to her that his hand could stray even further down - that he might be about to find out that she really didn’t have any panties on at all - but then his hand began to move up, up her body.
She felt his hand move to one of her breasts.
His touch was gentle as his hand moved over her soft flesh.
He massaged her breast and then she felt his thumb flick back and forth across her nipple.
As he did this she moaned softly. Her nipple felt even more sensitive than it usually did and she felt it stiffen.
She felt his other hand pulling at her dress. She lifted herself up slightly so that he would be able to pull it off her body easily. She wanted him to see her properly now.
He pulled the dress up over her head and tossed it aside.
He looked down at her for a moment - her sumptuous breasts, her sexy body, the fishnets pulled tight across her belly, and then, at last, his eyes were drawn to her pussy - glistening, wet and juicy.
She could see how much he wanted it. He pulled his T-shirt up over his head and tossed that down onto the floor as well. Beth reached up and ran her hands over his chest. He reached down and stroked one of her breasts tenderly.
She looked over at Mike again. She wanted to make sure that he was enjoying the view as well. It was clear that he was.
Chris saw her looking over at the other man.
“Why don’t you go to him?” he asked her, “may as well let him have a bit of fun as well, hey?”
She looked at Chris, wanting to make sure that she understood what he meant. He nodded at her slightly. She smiled and raised herself up to kiss him.
Then she got to her feet and walked over to Mike. She felt Chris’ hand stroking her ass as she walked away from him.
Mike was looking at her as she went to him.
She sat on his lap. She stroked his face, feeling the rough stubble on his cheek. She could feel the bulge of his cock - hard and hungry - pushing at her ass through his pants. She slid herself over it, rubbing it.
He put his hands on her waist as she turned to kiss him. He kissed her greedily and his hands began to move over her body, up to her breasts, playing with them.
He kissed her throat and then moved even further down till he was kissing her breasts.
He pushed his head between them as he licked at them.
She felt his lips pucker around one of her nipples and then he was sucking on it.
She moaned with pleasure. She wanted to reach down between her legs and start playing with her pussy, wanting to pleasure herself.
Before she could do anything about her urges, however, one of Mike’s hands found her pussy.
She felt the tips of his fingers rubbing at her wet pussy. She felt him spread her lips and felt the fingers dip inside her pussy.
Then she felt him move his finger - in, out, in, out - and then rub along the length of her pussy before finding her clit.
It was when his touch reached there that the real pleasure began.
She had thought that it was good before but this took it to a whole new level as his fingertip lightly toyed with her clit.
He pressed at it, rubbed it, moved his finger over it and each motion brought her ever greater levels of pleasure.
She was moaning and squirming on his lap as he sucked on her breasts and played with her clit.
She could still feel his cock pushing against her and she wanted it more than ever.
She looked over at Chris. She was amazed to see that he had pulled his pants down and taken his cock out. She could see it there - looking huge and hard in his hand. He was jerking himself off as he watched her getting fingered.
When she saw it, it was too much for her to bear.
She held her hand out to him and he knew what it was that she wanted.
He got to his feet and came to her. As soon as he was close enough, she reached over and grabbed hold of his cock.
She was filled with awe at the feel of it - the size, the way that it throbbed in her hand - and she gave it a squeeze before she began jerking him off, her hand going back and forth along the length of it.
He reached down and stroked her hair.
She wanted to lean down toward his cock, to get closer to it, but Mike was still playing with her pussy.
He seemed to understand that she wanted to do something else, however, and he took his fingers away from her pussy and raised his head away from her breasts.
She got to her feet then. She went to Chris and gave him a long, slow kiss as she jerked him off.
She looked down at Mike and saw him get to his feet as well.
He pulled his T-shirt up over his head and then he pushed his pants down.
Now she could see his cock as well. She took hold of it in her free hand so that she was jerking off both of them.
She kissed one of them and then the other.
Then she went to her knees. Both men moved so that they had their cocks right in front of her face. She looked from one to the other and then gave each of them a quick kiss. Then she licked them, one after the other.
She was jerking both of them off but she decided to give her full focus to Chris now.
She licked the length of his cock and then took it in her mouth. She sucked on it and began moving her head back and forth along it. She kept jerking off Mike as she did this before she eventually switched her attention to Mike, taking his cock in her mouth now and sucking on it.
She could have kept going like this - going from one to the other - but Chris had other plans for her.
Maybe he wanted to reward her for pleasuring him or maybe he wanted to taste that sweet pussy of hers.
Whatever the reason, he suddenly took hold of her arm and pulled her to her feet. He pushed her back onto the couch.