North Shore
Date: 17.02.2008
Keywords: North, Shore,
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Sara fell on me, putting her lips back on mine and her hands on my body. I could hear buttons popping off Ken's shirt as I was pushed to the back of the couch. Sara's lips left mine and she began to kiss all over my face. Not an inch was spared from her delightful little pecks. And a couple licks. I couldn't wait for more of those.
"My turn," I declared and immediately went back to her lips, the ones I had been afraid of all night. But by the time my lips found their home I was pressing against her teeth, as she had one of her delighted grins going.
"Ashleigh," she said so close to me that I could feel her lips brushing my skin. "I think your husband likes his position back there." I looked past her to Ken whose shirt I was still clutching and half ripping off his body. Apparently, I had pulled him right into Sara so that his pelvis was pressed hard against her rear. I distinctly saw her wiggle against him, and I knew I wanted to be doing that. But if I wanted Ken pressed into me or Sara wiggling for me, I am not sure.
"Hey, it's not my fault," Ken protested. "Ashleigh's got the grip of steel on me."
"Here you go then," I said, letting him go so that he sprang backwards.
"Uhh, thanks."
I laughed out loud at his obvious disappointment. He loved to rub against my ass, too.
Sara turned around so that she was sitting between my legs, nestled into my bosom, facing Ken. I immediately wrapped my arms around her. "Ashleigh, have you done this?" she asked, slipping her shoes off.
"What?"
"This," she said and placed a slender foot on the inside of Ken's leg, gliding it along. I kicked my shoes off without a thought, and my bare foot started to slide up the other side of his leg.
"Looks like you have." Sara's foot was traveling up towards his thigh, when a second foot joined in on the other leg so that she was stroking up and down the inside of both his legs. My other foot joined in as well and I synced my motions with hers. Sara was quickly becoming even more playful, however, and her toes where crawling up the bulge in his pants.
"Be careful," I warned. "If you go too high, he'll grab your foot and start sucking on it."
"Really?" Sara squirmed down a little so that her feet could go higher. "I mean, that sounds horrible."
I wanted to get my own feet on Ken's tenting pants, so I slid towards him, pulling Sara so that she practically lay on top of me. My mound was pushing directly into the small of her back, as my legs wrapped around her torso, and she brushed against my growing wetness with each movement. Trying to stay on task, I got the top of my foot on Ken's covered erection, moving up and down its considerable length.
I felt Sara wiggling her lower back between my legs and quickly understood why. Her toes had found a home in Ken's mouth, and I knew from experience that he was working his tongue up and down each one. A soft moan escaped her lips. This was a thing for her, wasn't it? I tried to add to her pleasure by tugging her top up so that her stomach was exposed. It was as beautiful as I had been imagining and, with just a brief memory of my trembling fear from before, my hands fell on her, and my fingers circled her skin causing goose bumps to rise. Another moan seeped out as I traced her abs with my fingertips and Ken sucked. I jolted when Sara's moist tongue ran up my neck. She was leaning her head backwards into me and had no interest in going slow. Her tongue rove up and down my skin, over and over, until my own moan escaped.
As my eyes watched Kenji and my hands caressed Sara, I discovered one of the things she knew that we didn't. Without leaving my neck for a second, her free foot was grabbing at the tip of Ken's belt. Her toes wrapped and pushed the end of the belt towards the buckle until the buckle began to open. "That's so sexy," I told her in a low voice. "Can you unbutton his pants too?"
"I'm not that good. Yet," she added with a flash of mischief. "Let's get some of these clothes off though. I love your jeans grinding into me, Ashleigh, but I'd rather feel what's under them."
"Good idea," I said with blushing cheeks. I hadn't meant to be grinding anyone so quickly.
"The bed?" Ken added and extended his hands to us. With Ken guarding our rear, we passed through the 18th century Italian furnishings and crossed the window over the Vegas Strip until we were passing up the steps into the bedroom. I watched a candle flicker in Sara's eyes, as we stood together, wondering who would move first. I did, unbuttoning my blouse for her. The soft fabric of the shirt fell at my feet. Sara grabbed the bottom of her deep-colored tank in response and tossed it over the railing. As she did, I noticed that Ella's voice on the stereo had stopped. It was just us now. The only sound to hear was the folding of fabric as Sara's capris fell down her legs. She stepped out of them and a little closer to me. Before I could think about it, I removed my own jeans and walked to her, pointedly laying my pants on hers. She took my hands, and we stood there in our underwear savoring the moment.
I had gotten so wrapped up in Sara that I had begun to forget what she looked like. It wasn't her body I wanted. At least until I saw it again. I was able to take in her entire body now from her slender calves to her unfathomably perfect legs, over a tiny black thong that hid little, over that stomach I had dreamed of touching on the street, then breasts smaller than mine, but rounded and bursting, to a neck as slender and graceful as her legs, and finally to that glorious shock of black hair framing eyes I wanted to swim in.
I wanted this. I already knew that much.
Looking back down the stairs, I found Ken waiting, watching. "Ken! I really do want you here. Stop trying to be gentlemanly."
He came up next to me in the bedroom. "You think I'm being thoughtful. I was just enjoying the view," he said and squeezed my bottom through the satiny fabric of my panties. His eyes passed over my body and then to Sara's as we stood in our lingerie touching each other. "Not that the view up here is bad. Can I say now that I am one lucky man?"
I laughed. "Yes, you are. Sara, would you help me show him just how lucky he is?"
"I'm all over it." She started to undo his tie, while my hands went to his shirt, unfastening the two buttons still attached and pulling it from his pants. As his shirt collapsed onto the bed, I caught a gleam in Sara's eyes. I loved that. She had such great taste in people, meaning mine.
Her hands ran over his chest and up to his shoulders. Ken had never been packed with muscles but everything thing he had was right where you wanted it, including perfect broad shoulders that could enfold you in passion and security for days.
I watched as Sara wrapped her arms around Ken's neck and found his lips again. Kenji responded tenderly this time. Their tongues met and danced to an easy minuet. His hands fell down Sara's body until he was cupping her bare cheeks in his palms, pulling her in to continue the kiss. As I watched his strong hands, I saw Sara flex her muscles one cheek at a time, sending a low growl out of his mouth and into hers.
There was a problem though. Instead of two perfect bodies pressed together, Ken's loose belt was grating against Sara's stomach. I reached in between them, my hands feeling their skin on each side as they continued exploring each other's mouth, and pulled his pants downward. Hell, why pretend? I grabbed his boxers as well and pulled them to his feet. His cock was raging hard and I could see the early lubrication rubbing against Sara's smooth skin. Since I was already leaning over, I just decided to lick her stomach right where he left a trail. As my tongue took its first lick of our goddess, Sara squealed and jumped back.
"No fair!"
"What?" I asked her.
"You get me dreaming about you all night and then start licking my stomach without warning!"
"Sara?" I asked calmly.
"Yeah?"
I guided her to the bed, pushing her back so that she lay on the sheets with her legs off the mattress. "I'm going to lick your stomach now."
"Well, now that I know...." she replied with a grin as I popped my bra off.
"May I help?" Ken chimed in.
"You look far too good to be wasted sitting in a chair," Sara told him. He picked up a leg and I saw his teeth grazing her ankle. With his huge erection and the look in his eyes, I knew this mood. He was going to take his time with her body. I loved it when he was in that mood.
I crawled above Sara's head and spent some time just looking at her and caressing. As Ken sucked on the bottom of Sara's calf, I began kissing her. Ken and I had been together long enough that we had gotten into a little of a routine I realized. He knew what I loved and I knew his, so we had begun to skip to each other's Greatest Hits. As I looked Sara over from head to toe, I was reminded of all the places on a person there were to kiss, and I was determined to kiss them all.
I started with her hair, then her forehead, then her temples. Eyes, nose, chin, ear, lips. I lingered on those lips that were so soft and desirous of my own. When her lips pouted as I drew back, I felt like it would break my heart. She wasn't ready to give my lips up and I heard myself saying, "Oh, me too," caressing her again.
But there was so much of her that needed me. I crawled down her side and went for her gazelle neck, which she turned to expose for me. She was salty on her neck, but when she caught her breath from a stroke of my tongue, my heart leaped. I licked every part of her, tasting, savoring, watching for what made her squirm. I passed down towards her shoulders, tracing out the line of her collarbone with the tip of my tongue. But as I crossed to taste the other side, the naughty woman cheated. My dangling breast found its way in her mouth.
"You're very bad," I told her as I gave in completely.
"What do you expect?" she teased and instantly her mouth was sucking me in and then, oh wow, her tongue started.
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Keywords: North, Shore,