Story 26 #3
He broke off their kiss and bent down to kiss her bare skin.
He kissed it slowly. She felt his breath on her skin and it made her shiver slightly.
His kisses moved to the side of her throat.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head to one side so that he could move his kisses up and down her throat however he pleased.
She sighed happily, filled with a sense of contentment at her place there, at what was happening.
She felt his hand that had been on her shoulder move back down to her waist.
Then it moved further down, down to her thigh.
The hand slid further down then, reaching her knee.
He left his hand there for a while, stroking her knee.
Then his hand began to slide further up beneath her dress. She felt his hand stroking her thigh.
The intensity of his kisses began to build and she felt him grip her thigh, holding onto her as he kissed her.
His hand rested on the upper part of her thigh for a while and then she felt it begin to move further up - slowly, slowly.
She felt the tips of his fingers push beneath her panties on the highest part of her legs.
On any previous occasion, something such as this might have made her tense up, become filled with doubts, and tell him to stop.
But now the teasing touch of his fingertips, touching her in a place where no man had ever touched her before, a secret place that had remained hidden but from which he would not be denied, only served to turn her on even more.
She felt frustrated with the way that she was sitting on his lap, having to turn her body like this to kiss him. She wanted to find some other, more efficient, way to do this. She wanted him - wanted all of him.
She turned herself, adjusting her body, and straddled him, facing him.
She looked down at him with a smile, her hands on his shoulders.
Her dress had been pushed up by his body between her legs. Now she felt both of his hands on her thighs, stroking both of them, moving up to her panties.
Then they were kissing again. As she pushed up against him, she felt the hardness of his cock pushing through his pants, pushing against her leg.
It had felt good when it had been rubbing up against her ass but now it felt even better - now she could feel it close to her crotch.
She thought about what it would be like if she didn't have her panties on if his pants were pulled down.
Then they might actually be doing it! She might actually know what it felt like to have this man inside her!
The thought excited her so much, that she could hardly contain herself. She began pushing herself up against the bulge in his pants. She could feel it there, throbbing, pulsating against her. She knew that he wanted her.
She began to push her hands up beneath his T-shirt. She moved her hands over his body and felt the firm muscles.
Then he took his hands away from her thighs and grabbed hold of his T-shirt. He pulled it up over his head. She stopped kissing him so that she would be able to have a proper look at his body. She let out a slight gasp. It looked fantastic. She wanted it - wanted him.
Her hands went to his body, moving over it and feeling every line of it. She pushed at his body, feeling how firm his muscles were.
She bent down to kiss his body. She kissed his pecs and licked his body to taste him.
She was hungry for him now. She continued grinding herself against his cock.
She could feel something in her panties and it took her a moment to really understand what it was - to understand that she was wet down there.
Somehow that knowledge only turned her on even more.
It was him who had done this to her - it was him who had got her so wet, and she knew that things were only going to escalate from here.
His hands went back to her thighs. They moved further up and around behind her, his fingers sliding in beneath her panties, taking hold of her ass. She felt him give her a squeeze.
He kissed her throat again. He moved his mouth to her other dress strap and took hold of it between his teeth. He gave it a tug and pulled it down. Now both of her straps had been pulled down.
He lifted his head and looked her in the eyes. Then she saw him glancing down - down at her breasts. She knew what he wanted. She had never let a man look at them before. She had known that other men had wanted them, but now she was finally going to give one of them what they wanted.
She took hold of her dress and gave it a tug. The front of her dress pulled down and then there they were - there were her breasts.
She looked intently at his face, wanting to see his reaction. She saw the wonder registered there, as well as the raw hunger for her, the lust that seemed to keep on building within him.
She arched her back slightly, pushing her breasts forward. She wanted him to know that they were his - all his. The pale white orbs with the big, dark, circles of her nipples.
He reached up with both of his hands and stroked them. He raised them up, feeling the weight of them. She felt him drop them and then his hands were on them again, moving over them.
His hands found her nipples. As he began to play with them she felt her nipples stiffen. She let out a gasp of pleasure at the sensation.
He gently tweaked them, toyed with them, and she loved the feeling of his delicate touch.
Then he bent his head down. He kissed them all over, he buried his face between them, and then he raised one of them up to his mouth.
His lips were pushed out in a slight pout and he then kissed one nipple, licked it, and ran his tongue back and forth over it, flicking it, before he began to suck on it.
She moaned, long and low. The feeling was incredible, better than anything she had ever imagined before.
She was pushing herself up against his cock again, with even greater enthusiasm. His hands went back to her ass. This time he pushed the back of her panties down and took hold of her ass as he continued sucking on her breasts.
Then she felt one of his hands move around to the front of her body. It rested on her stomach for a few moments and then she felt it slide down to the front of her panties.
The tips of his fingers began to push down into her panties. She felt them in the wetness of her pussy. She wondered what his reaction would be to find just how wet he had made her.
Then she felt his fingers playing with the plump lips of her pussy. She felt him rubbing at them as he continued to suck at her nipple.
Then she felt his fingers reach her clit. As he began to tease her clit, her low moans seemed to increase in volume and in urgency, turning into more of a cry of pleasure.
At that moment, something happened that stopped the cry in her throat and made her freeze.
The door opened and another man walked in. This man was slightly shorter than Adam with a slightly bigger build. He was ruggedly handsome with stubble and short, dark hair.
He stood in the doorway with a slight smile on his face.
Emma’s first instinct was to cover herself up. But there was something else that made her ignore that instinct. This guy looked good, she thought to herself. Did he think that she looked good as well? She found herself hoping that he did.
“Ah,” Adam said, “Pete.”
“Well, well,” Pete said, “What have we got here?”
“This is my new friend Emma. Emma, this is Pete. What do you say? You want to let Pete watch us have some fun?”
She didn't know how to react to that for a moment. She looked at Pete and then she looked at Adam. Then she broke into a smile and bent down to kiss Adam again. That was enough for the two men. They knew that she was on board with what they wanted to do.
As she kissed Adam, she looked over at Pete. He walked over to an armchair on the other side of the room. He sat down and began to watch them. She wanted him to see what she could do now - even as she was only discovering it for herself.
Adam went back to sucking on her breasts.
She looked over at Pete then and saw that Pete had pushed his pants down and taken his cock out.
She stared at it. It looked magnificent.
It stood there - big and hard. She could still feel Adam pushing against her and she thought about how he must look like that as he pushed against her.
It excited her so much that she pushed up against it with even greater enthusiasm.
When she moaned now she looked over at Pete and saw him playing with his cock.
Their eyes met and he smiled at her. A part of her wanted him to come over and get involved with what they were doing, but she didn’t know how to get him involved.
Besides, he seemed happy enough just to watch, and she was certainly happy with what Adam was doing to her, anyway.
Adam took his fingers away from her pussy. He pulled at her dress, pulled it over her head so that she was now straddling him in just her panties.
Once again she looked over at Pete so that she could make sure that he was enjoying the view. Then she looked back at Adam. He was clearly enjoying it as well.
His hands were on her hips. Then they moved over her body, exploring it all.
She wondered what he was going to do next.
Then, without warning, he suddenly flipped her over onto her back so that he was kneeling on the couch over her.
He looked down at her and undid his pants.
Then he got to his feet and undid them, pushing them down. Now he was only wearing his boxer shorts. She reached out to him and pushed his boxer shorts down. Now she could see his cock - big, hard, hot, and throbbing.
She reached out to it and took hold of it. She loved the feel of it in her hand. She gave it a slight squeeze and then she began to pull on it playfully.
Then he pulled away from her. He got to his knees on the floor by the couch.
She lay back, watching him see what he would do next.
He pushed her legs aside and moved between them. Then he leaned down to kiss her thighs. It was strange - this was how it had all started when he had kissed her legs like that, but now things were different - so different and so good.