The Dark Mistress's New Clothes

[DriveSouth]

Russell’s hunger swelled.

The pretty redhead broke the kiss with a passion filled groan. Her head flailed back and her eyes closed in delight. Her back arched, pointing her nipples high.

Russell’s left hand reached across her and smoothly stroked her breast. Slowly his touch moved toward the hard nipple that stretched tight. As he narrowed his touch, he also moved his face, his mouth closer to her other breast, closer, till his breath teased her flesh.

His tongue flicked first, causing a shutter to gently rock her. Next, a flattened tongue pressed her nipple down, fighting the urge to stand. Then suddenly, sucking it, pulling it into his mouth, eagerly trying to consume all of it, like a thirsty man for water.

Russell quickly moved to straddle her chest, wanting to feel more of her. His rigid manhood stroked between her soft orbs. He pressed them tightly around himself and thumbed her nipples as his stroke recycled.

Russell shifted his wieght to one knee - to facilitate better access. He longed to feel the perky, hard nipple agianst his own hardness. The two stiffened together,into a softness, a tender touch.




[Edited by DriveSouth on 05-22-2001 at 01:14 PM]

 

[ranajja]

Callai writhed against her sensuous lovers as they conquered her body, inch by languorous inch. Her nipples were taut and hard as he rolled them, pinched them between his thumbs and fingers. She gasped at the length of him, the size of him, ohhhh, so hard as he stroked his rigid manhood between her breasts, imagining, wanting, needing to feel that dick fuck her...

And Lillith—ohhhhh, my sweet Lillith—was pushing her beyond all possible human limits, and yet, impossibly, incredibly, demanding more. Ohhh, her soft lips, her sweet tongue, gently, relentlessly caressing her, stroking her clit, coaxing, pushing her for yet one more sweet orgasm…

‘Ohhhhhhhhhh’ a low groan escaped her throat. She strained to spread her legs wider, pushing against Lillith’s mouth as the wave burst from between her legs, warm, no, hot, her body jerking, trembling as the orgasm overtook her again…

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

She felt her body tremble as her orgasm broke over her once more....she watched as the stranger slid himself between her breasts, and, smiling...she pulled her lips at long last from Callai's sweet netherregions...sitting up upon her knees to slide her arms about the man as he pleasured himself. She wasn't finished with him...not by a longshot. ...She'd use him to gain pleasure in another way. All that there would be to be required now was a shift in positioning. ...Her arms, slender and gentle, yet strong as steel, pulled him slowly, easily from the woman beneath him. Demandingly, almost. ...Lillith wanted more...desired more, and her desires never go unheard or unanswered.

She pulled him off and away....gentle yet firm pressure easing him down now to the bed below. She lay over him..lips pressing themselves to the firmness of his abs for sweet, flickering moments...before she finally knelt over him...those devouring lips of hers finding another object of lust to focus thier delectable attentions upon. She slid the head of his manhood gently between those lips...suckling upon it softly and firmly...urging in more with a gentle downward pressure. She lay with her head in his lap....lifting her smooth, firm ass into the air gently...spreading her legs widely in invitation to the other woman behind her....perhaps urging her to return the favor to Lillith's own swollen lips that had been paid to hers.

No....she was not done. Not even close. ......Many, many more hours are to pass before Lillith's desires are sated, and she finally takes what she really wants.

 

[ranajja]

all the sweeter for having waited...

Callai’s heart was pounding in her chest, and she struggled to control her breathing. Her body ached from the intensity of her climaxes—yet she watched in utter fascination as Lillith repositioned them all.

Ohhh, the sight was so erotic—Lillith’s hair cascading in dark silken pools around her shoulders and caressing his inner thighs. A low groan rumbled in her chest as Callai watched Lillith caress his rigid manhood, remembering the touch of Lillith's lips, the softness of her hair, her breasts against his inner thigh…

<And there…ohhhh, her sweet sex, delicious, delectable, his mouth watered for the taste of her sweetness…>

Callai’s skin prickled afresh with arousal, and licked her lips at Callain’s memory, his desire…her desire…

Yet, she hesitated. A flicker of uncertainty--it was familiar, yet unfamiliar ground.

<Soft. Slow.> Callain’s presence was so close, so intimate…a wonder...Callai could almost feel his lips on hers, a tender caress…<Yessss>, his voice was so close, like breath, hot on the back of her neck…<Follow me, young one, let me show you…>

Callai leaned forward, breathing in Lillith’s scent…lavender…and felt Callain’s lips on her own, from the inside the thought flickered, as she let him teach her, caress her, guide her…and slowly, she pressed her lips against Lilliths achingly beautiful sex…then gentle, tentative strokes, tasting...ohhhh, tasting Lillith’s sweetness…

And Callai moaned softly, lapping gently at each exquisite fold, growing bolder—and hungrier—with each stroke—wanting more….more…

 

[DriveSouth]

Russell closed his eyes and allowed himself to become lost, lost in the hot wetness of Lillith’s mouth. Her lips caressed his manhood softly as she slid down onto him. Instinctively he flinched and his hands flew to the silken locks that danced about his member.

His hips arched to meet her thrusts and he guided her movement deeper –

His lids cracked open and in this fuzzy focus he watched as Callai - with what could only be described soft eagerness – disappeared beyond Lillith’s smooth spread ass.

Lost once again.

His stiff tool popped free – briefly. His hands opened and caressed her head there between them, guiding her back down for more. Her nipples hardened teased at his thighs causing waves of gooseflesh to crash over him.

Again, senses caused him to jerk, this time hands flung to the bed beside him. His hands dug into the silk covers. Her eyes, dark, drew him into her, into a fantasy …

Worlds away. Worlds beyond. Places, things and creatures like from books he would read in years past. His head spun, this seemed so real but so fantastic it could not be.

Then she caught his eye – Lillith – here back in this world – in a flash.

Her palms pressed against his thighs, pressing them outwards, open as she took his length fully into her hot mouth.

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

It was all so wonderfully delicious..so wonderfully delectable and sinful all at once. She couldn't help but smile..even as her lips sank over the man's rigid shaft...devouring it as if it were the evening's meal. Her hands guided his thighs apart..making more room for herself as her lips sank even deeper over him...oh, so deeply..until her nose touched to the tuft of dark, wiry hair above his crotch. She took him in all the way..took him in to the very limit..hands splayed upon his thighs as, between her own..the fires began to blaze once again as she felt the silent, gentle urgings of Callai's lips and tongue upon her sweetness.

She gently arches her hips back into the woman's lips..even as her head began to bob up and down over the man's length. ..She knew what she wanted from him..and she wasn't going to keep it a secret, or keep herself waiting any longer than she had to. She wanted what lay within his length...what she could feel pulsing deeply within his sac as her hand moved down and cupped that soft bit of flesh within her palm...gently caressing it...softly massaging it. She knew what she wanted from him..and she was going to do whatever she needed to do in order to get it.

Lengths of raven tresses fell about the man's thighs..gently caressing it with thier silken soft touch. A tender purr started in her throat as the sensations from Callai's gentle lips aroused her darkest desires..she arches her hips against the woman's mouth as she ate gently at the gates of dark paradise..catching the soft, teasing hints of her juices upon the tip of her tongue.

She tickled the man's scrotum with her finger nail...gently squeezing and stroking the base of his cock as she bobbed her head up and down upon it...hungry for what she knew lay within.

 

[DriveSouth]

Insistently she bobbed …
Incessantly the urge to explode grew …

Russell sensed it from the first moist sensation of her mouth. Her breath – steamy – thick with desire moved over his hard dick, causing a jerk. His fingers weaved into her tresses allowing him to hold on for more.

Insistently she bobbed …
Incessantly the urge to explode grew …

His hips arched, grinding himself against Lillith’s face, his hands wild with want, caressed her head, stroked her hair.

He granted his eyes freedom to open once more, to take in the visual stimuli once.

Lillith’s hair covered her face mostly, a black curtain, veiling all, but a stolen glance from her dark eyes from time to time. Her hidden face made for exposed shoulders; soft curves flexed, following the motions of her hands, caressing regions unseen. The skin of her back was smooth, un-broken; un-scared … was he sure he’d seen wings here before? … arched gently upwards, reaching for her ass. Her ass, from his vantagepoint, was exquisite, rounded globes, that moved as one, humping and grinding and moaning and writhing. Then Russell glimpsed the deliverer of her pleasure, there between Lillith’s spread legs, the red hair of Callai bobbed. Again Russell had to cutoff the visual – his eyes closed – fighting for control.

Insistently she bobbed …
Incessantly the urge to explode grew …

Russell could feel the decisive moment when it passed him on the fly, he knew he could no loner fight the urge. Opening his eyes to take it in, to press the limits of sensory perception, Russell felt the hot flowing begin. His seed boiled and roiled and Lillith’s gazed from behind her black, silken curtain pierced him. His desire for self control fled, aching to be released, to be free, the first spurts caused him to ach.

Insistently she bobbed …
Incessantly the urge to explode grew …

The rest flowed, uncontrollably, in spasms, convulsions …

Insistently she bobbed …

 

[ranajja]

She allowed Callain to guide her, stroke by glorious stroke…

Join me , she thought, and with a delicious shudder, she opened herself to him.

And he entered her, a melding most intimate as she relinquished control of her lips, her tongue, her every caress. Millennia of lovemaking now directed her hot young mouth.

Callai reeled in the sensual overload…the sight, the taste, the smell of Lillith…the feel of Lillith’s inner folds, juicy and soft, against Callai’s tongue…moaning…and with gentle fingers she separated Lillith nether lips, searching, licking, flicking her clit with hard, rapid little strokes…

<And allow me>, she heard him, and a sudden wave of delicious anticipation flowed over her skin… she felt her hand reach down, down between her own legs, and gently, insistently began to rub her own throbbing wet sex…

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

She felt him throb...she felt him pulse....she tasted the sweet bitterness of his seed as it issued forth from his shaft. Eyes closed, she grinned lightly to herself as she eagerly sucked up what he had to offer..while down below, she could feel her loins burn with a wet, yearning fire as Callai's sweet tongue urged her most intimate liquids to flow forth. She felt that magic tongue flick at her clit...in a way that was so hauntingly familiar to her. A sudden desire raced through her veins..even as she eagerly ate up all of the man's seed that he had to offer. A strange, twisted smile came to her lips...and through a recently-developed power..she enhanced his orgasm...prolonging it, making it almost ceaseless. The pleasure wouldn't fade now...only grow.

And even then, she caught herself yearning for him. ...For Callain. For the one lover that had remained constant through countless millenia. She could feel his presence...but what her body truly wished for was to feel his touch once more..Oh, he was there..she had no doubt. She could see him in Callai..feel him inside of her. Through her caress, she could sense him, though it was most likely not the same as actually -having- him. But...such things can wait. She knows that soon enough, Callain won't be able to resist and simply stand on the sidelines any longer. He'll need -her- as she needs -him-. ..It's inevitable..like the rising of the tide.

He and Lillith are inextricably bound...through the ages, through the countless millenia, they have known each other's bodies..felt one another's pleasure. It is as the proverbial moth to the flame...and she knows that given long enough..he will come forth once again.