The Second Annual Masquarade

[MissTaken]

I turned, surprised by Merelan's display of assertiveness.

She was beautiful in mind, spirit and body. I wanted her so badly, I trembled.

I stepped away from the Marshall so that he could take in the delight that she offered him.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Marshal Thor

When my shirt dropped to the floor, the teacher stopped stroking me through my jeans. Merelan's sexy piroutte was....enticing to say the least. The filmy white gown hid very little. When she flipped up gown and showed me the thong as her hand ran over her curvy ass, I almost lost it. I reached out and let my hand follow hers....tracing the curve of her ass where her tiny hand had just been. I looked at the teacher....noticing that her eyes were clouded with lust. All the teasing and sensuality had raised the temperature to a fever pitch. With my free hand, I reached out and pulled the teacher a few steps closer.....I could feel the heat eminating from her body. With my lips close to her ear, I whispered, "She is lovely, isn't she?"

 

[Merelan]

Michael:

If trouble is what you are, then I want it, and more. More and more and more and more. Kissing her neck, shoulders and the curve, oh God, that curve, of her breast.
Letting my curls tickle her nipple as I concentrated on that luscious curve, watchign it, had I never seen before how beautiful it was. The softness, the sensitivity of it. The fine hairs.
"You are my trouble, my sweet, sensual trouble."

 

[Merelan]

Merelan:

His hand was hot on me, I bit my lip to stop the moan. Twirling againa nd again, feeling the softness of the skirt against me, pausing only when I was dizzy.
Like a schoolgirl I stood, head bent, for their approval.

 

[MissTaken]

"She is lovely, isn't she?" asked the Marshall.

"God! Yes," I hissed through trembling lips.

Merelan stood before us, the picture of sensuality and lust. How badly she was wanted and how badly she wanted to be taken was evident.

I turned and sat on the Marshall's knee. My finger outlining his ear and raking the tendrils of hair at his temple. I leaned forward, once again. Once again, we kissed. The feel of his tongue exploring my mouth and his hand at the small of my back was nearly more than I could take.

I reached for Merelan, my hand slipped inbetween her thong and her wetness. My finger traced the thong from the inside, teasing her, enticing her. Her hips shuddered under the delicate touch.

I pulled from the Marshall and rose. In a firmer voice, using all of my self control to sound confident and commanding. I told the Marshall,

"We must make sure that she is ready for us. We must make sure that she is what we want."

We all knew that sweet Merelan was indeed what we wanted so badly and needed, but her eyes remained lowered as she waited for the next direction.

I stood beside Merelan. My hand nestled in her thick, curly hair.
My face moved very close to her ear as I said,

"Her hair is beautiful and smells so nice."

I tugged at the hair at the back of her head, raising her face. My lips traced a line from her ear to her neck.

"A lovely neck, wouldn't you agree Marshall?"

My hand touched the fabric of her shift. I slid my hand to her breast, kneading her and pinching the nipple. I lifted a tit as if playing show and tell.

"Her tits, Marshall. What do you think?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Marshal Thor

I was content to let the teacher lead....at least for awhile. She was obviously enjoying her new role. Merelan was boiling, wanting, needing, but the longer we played, the more powerful the explosion.

I closed the couple of steps that separated us, watching our teacher playing....I stepped behind her, standing no more than an inch behind her and slipped my hands over her shoulders and into the deep cut neck of her sheer chiffon gown. As I cupped her full breasts, I teased her rock hard nipples, knowing that the combination of her sexual play and mine would drive her wild.

My lips touched her right ear as I whispered, "They are, but no more lovely than yours."

 

[MissTaken]

"mmmmmm," I moaned under his touch. It had been so long since a man had even noticed me without mentioning touch, my desire very quickly reached a feverish pitch. My reaction was lost on no one. I saw the depth of Merelan's arousal in her eyes as she briefly raised them to look at me.

I leaned into the Marshall, resting my head on his chest. My eyes were closed as I absorbed every sensatiion. His finger manipulated my nipples, caressing them, kneading them, pinching them.

I could feel the dept of his desire against my ass.

I heard Merelan's feet shuffle, which brought me back to the "scene."

How I wanted to simply stop playing and begin fucking. I could not disappoint our hostess. Her needs were prevalent.

"The Marshall approves of your breasts, little one." I slipped my hand across her firm tummy, slowly. Her trembling body responded to my every touch, my every word.

I could feel the sensuous fabric underneath the palm of my hand. My hand slid lower, hesitating above her her wet pussy.

Then, I slowly glided my fingers along her thigh, bypassing her sweetness.

Leaning forward, I said quietly, "Not yet, little one. You must wait."

My lips brushed over hers as I explored her inner thigh. Rising to her mound only to slide back down her soft flesh.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather

She smiled at his words, "yes, I guess I am your trouble now aren't I?" She maoned softly, his breath still raising goose bumps over her flesh. She could feel his eyes slowly roaming the highs and lows of her breasts. From her neck to her undercurve and back again. She turned into him a little more. Just a little, not to much, just enough to tease him a little. She watched as her dusty peaks rose before her and his eyes. Perking up, almost saying "look at me, Touch me.." She was amazed at how her body just reacted to the simplest things now. He had done this, He had envoked in her these reactions, these thoughts. She met his gaze, her lips suddenly dry. Wetting them with the tip of her tongue a little, she opened slightly. Her thoughts slightly ascewed but still there. She whispered, "Are you going to look all night? Or perhaps you have more in mind?"

 

[Merelan]

Merelan:

Her hand was so sweet, yet so cruel and taunting, barely brushing me. Goddess, Please. I wanted to plead. Then her insepction of my breasts. Showing them to Thor. I tried to hide my fear. how could I compare to her? Though I knew he found me attractive, he had last year, and I could see his need. See the look in his eyes. He was not one for play, for this scene. But even I could see the amusement in his eyes. Yet I was feeling oddly at home. At her command. As if she had always held the secret.
She slipped her fingers into my thong and I could not help but arch towards her, needing her.
"Not yet, little one. You must wait." No.... my mind was shrieking, wanting her to finger me, make me cum. My legs trembling with my need.
With my last strength I pulled her hand away.

"Sir Thor knows me, know this body well. Do you not?" He smiled, our eyes meeting as we remembered.

"I think it is yours we need to learn. What you like, don't like." Trying to keep my voice firm, but hearing it crack and waver as my hand ran down her cheek, her shoulder, pulling the top of her nightgown off one side.

 

[Merelan]

Michael:

"Are
you going to look all night? Or perhaps you have more in mind?"

"I could look for eternity, and yet not grow weary of the sight. How precious, how incredibly sensuous." Nuzzling each one, licking at each nipple, then taking one in my teeth and worrying it, like a puppy, not too hard. But firm enough.

"Do not rush a starving man at his first meal." Growling into her belly as i moved downwrd, relishing her taste, her sweat, mine. He scent filling me. Even from here I could sense her need.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather

She moaned as his teeth tugged her nipples, she nodded her head. She understood, and would not rush him. He moved down her body, nuzzling her skin as he went. Stopping right at her little belly button, and speaking against her skin. She wanted to pull him for a kiss, and push him down for another kind of kiss. He was teasing her once again, slowly and at his own pleasure. She groaned wanting to shift a little. Get a little closer to him, and him to her.
That would have to wait thought, He wouldn't want her going wild on him right now. He seemed to enjoy taking his time, exploring everything thouroughly, finding what set her off. She lay back into the pillows behind her and relaxed, she could feel her stomach muscles trembling a little as his breath kept hitting her sweaty skin. Chills. All over, she had little chills. Her fingertips lightly brushed up and down his bent back, as her other hand stroked along her own upper thigh.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Marshal Thor

"Sir Thor knows me, know this body well. Do you not?" I did indeed.....flashing back to last year's masquerade.

"I think it is yours we need to learn. What you like, don't like." As Merelan spoke to the teacher she pulled the gossamer nightgown aside. My hands were fully engaged, playing with the teacher's breasts. Her nipples drilled into my palms as I teased them to, what I was sure, was a painful hardness. My mouth began to play at her neck, soft kisses raining down.

With one hand, I ripped the gown from her body, exposing her nude beauty to Merelan.


"Indeed, Merelan, I do know your lovely mysteries very well. She does need to let us find out what she likes..." One of my hands left her breast and began to circle, sensuously, on her bare tummy. My fingertips barely touched her hard mound on each circle......

 

[MissTaken]

How quickly I returned to the persona of the modest and insecure prairie teacher.

I saw a twinkle in Merelan's eyes and knew that she had toyed with me. My body was so hot at this point as a result of the games we had been playing, that I could do little else but submit.

My head feel back as I arched my back. My nipples hard underneath his hand and my pussy craving his touch. I tried to shift my hips, bringing my wet pussy to meet his touch.

I was ready, so ready. He wasn't complying.

I moaned, "Pleeeease."

My clouded gaze met Merelan's face, unable to read in her eyes where her thoughts lay.

 

[Merelan]

Michael:

"You shiver, are you cold my dear?" Knowing damn well she wan't. "Would you rather I stopped and covered you with a blanket?" Knowing even if she had the will to say yes, I would not listen.
I reached her curls, her tiny little curls. Fingering them, pulling at them. Tugging at the ones around her soft, and wet, lips till she cried out. Nuzzling into them and inhaling their scent. Intoxicating. I was getting drunk on her. Slowly I nuzzled against her thighs, gently settling between them. There was my golden treasure. There waiting for me. Slowly again, almost not moving I massaged her thighs, relaxing her, for she had tensed with need. There at the tip of her lips there was a drop. Almost without touching I leaned in and licked it off.

 

[Merelan]

Merelan:

"Yes, let us know. But I know what she wants." Circling her, watching his hands wreak havoc on her. Delaying it as long as I could. Then leaning in, close to her ear.
"She wants us to Fuck her." Emphasizing the word.
"Isn't that right?" Nuzzling her neck, licking at her ear.
"I bet she wants you to bend her over rioght now and take her pussy, hard. Make her scream with her need, with your fullness. And for me?" Watchign and gauging her reactions. "I bet she would like it if I was on my knees, nibbling and licking at the two of you while you Fuck her." My hand running over her head, my fingers twining in her hair.
"Isn't that right?" With a wink.

 

[MissTaken]

"Oh.... " My eyes were closed and my head sank forward.

"Yessssss..." , I hissed as my breathing became labored. My chest heaved and sank with each breath. Never having risen to this level of arousal, I was mindless, knowing only that I needed to be taken, taken quickly.

I needed her touch.

"Fuck me...please," a sob escaped with the words. Didn't they know how badly I needed this? That I could think of nothing else, feel nothing other than desire, heat and the hunger that consumed me? Like an animal, driven by instinct, all I needed was to be fucked.

I reached for Merelan, her wicked smile and her erotic ways sending my mind further into a tailspin.

My ass pressed against him, his cock pressing against me.

"Please."

 

[Merelan]

"Fuck you?" pulling her head up, by her hair.
"First, Show him how badly you want him. Want his cock. Show him how aroused you are. Show him with your mouth, on him, what you want."
Completely amazed at my transformation.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather

She moaned, and shook her head, "no.. Im not cold.." He moved down her body, nuzzling here and there. Her body came to life with the promise of his touch. Whimpering, she held her tongue, not demanding. Not asking for anything. She knew it was best to be quiet and wait him out. Other wise he would deny her what she truly wanted.
His face went down further, so close, yet so far away from her sex. His mouth grazed her upper thigh and she arched slightly. Her breathing coming out in faint pants as he teased her. She felt shivers as his hands worked her tender skin. She wasn't sure what he was going to do next, but she nearly came off the bed with a gasp as his breath wafted over her wet trembling sex.
"please.." She half cried half whispered to him, pleading for more. She was spinning out of control, and he hadnt even touched her. She started to move a little, just small movements. She wanted to move away, and she wanted to press closer. She couldnt stand it, she had to move away. His breath was too much on her tormented center. She sat half way up as his tongue snaked out and lapped just briefly over her. She gasped out, "Oh God!" And scooted back, her hands before her. shaking. Her body tensed up, "p-please.. I cant take any more teasing......" She scooted back up the bed, giving a few inches between them and sat back against the headboard of the bed. Her shakey hands coming up to her face. Her pinkies extended shook as she pressed against her temples. Trying to calm herself a little, or was she hiding?

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Marshal Thor

From the shy, subservient Indian Maid to the controlling wench. Which one was the true Merelan....or were both there, struggling for acendency. Our teacher had begun to take control, but the roles had reversed - right before my eyes. I pressed my hips against the teacher while I teased her with my hands and mouth. I enjoyed the byplay.

The teacher was consumed by lust. She was so wound up tremors rippled through her body. Her begging was arousing in itself.....but I waited, waited for her response to the new Merelan.......

 

[MissTaken]

"Show him..........cock.....mouth on him..."

The words came to me in fragments and sounded as though they were whispers from far away. My desire was so great, it was as if any outside stimuli had to sift through a cloud to gain my attention. My head lolled, or was I nodding. It was difficult for anyone to know, least of all me.

"Show him.....cock....mouth on him..."

Slowly, I turned, dazed and unsteady, my hand sought Merelan for support. When fully facing the Marshall, I looked at his face and seemingly through it.

"Show him...cock....mouth on him..."

My hand fumbled at his zipper, until he helped me to unfasten them. I tucked my hands in side his waist band and drew them down to his ankles. Before he could step out of them, my lips pursed tightly against his head. Slowly, not due to a desire to seduce, rather the fog I was in made everything seem to be in slow motion, I took him in.

I held his balls in my hand, kneading them between my fingers as my mouth slowly, moved up and down his hard shaft. Having my mouth filled with his lust coaxed me on, aroused me, sated one of the many hungers I was experiencing.

The tempo increased as my own lust began to take over. My hand travelled over his ass and thigh, my own pussy was dripping wet as I sucked his hardness as though starved.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather

She and Micheal had a wild time late into the early morning hours. Parting with a kiss, she made her way home. A party she would never forget, and never wanted to. Before she had left, she wrote Merelan a thank you note for inviting her and looked forward to the next year's event. She had exchanged numbers with Micheal, and soon they would be meeting for a late breakfast, who knows what will happen with those two. but it looked promising to her.


occ: thanks for the fun and ty merelan for giving me someone to write with in here. See you in another story line that haunts the sleep. Sweet P

 

[Merelan]

I stood transfixed as she slowly took him in, her hands caressing him, fondling his balls. My mind unable to adjust as quickly. Dear God. How erotic. Like a dream, a fantasy, not really happening. my mouth was dry, and i licked my lips. Catching sight of him, he too was watching her. her nakedness bendng, her body responding to her heads movements. Without thought I knelt behind her, and then lay, my face up. my hands caressing her soft ass, the skin so silken. Scenting her in the air. Slipping in and inhaling deeply as I got closer. Yes. Oh sweet God. She was dripping.
Tiny, soft licks to remove the droplets on her lips. Then more. I needed more. Sucking at her clit, making it appear, hearing her moans as she realized what, and who was at her treasure.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Marshal Thor

I twined my fingers in the teacher's hair as she made love to my throbbing shaft. Her mouth coated my cock with saliva....and she was.....very good. Her hand was cupping and massaging my balls gently. As Merelan slid under her on her back and began to lick her dripping slit, I gripped the teacher's hair tighter. But, instead of mindlessly fucking her mouth - as I am sure she expected, I pulled her head back. My hands pushed her onto her back. Merelan understood, instinctively, and repositioned herself. Our eyes met, and I knew she understood. We were going to teach the teacher what lust and passion was all about. I knelt, one hand gently toying with one of Merelan's breasts, the other - forefinger extended - brushing teacher's nipples. An primitive urge came over me. I bent my head and began to make love to the teacher's breasts. I sucked them...each in turn. I licked her nipples and sucked them into my mouth - using exactly the same motions that she had been using on my cock a few minutes ago (or was it an hour? - time had no meaning). The fingertips of my free hand slid.....sensuously...along the soft undersides of her breasts.

 

[MissTaken]

As Merelan began tasting my sweet juices, my mind became frenzied. My body followed, my mouth ravenously moved up and down the engorged cock in my mouth as unintelligable sounds escaped. My hips and body followed a rythm set by time itself. Pressing my treasure against her face and tongue while my tongue, lips and mouth worked over the Marshall, I could feel the exquisite tension of complete release approaching. Every nerve ending was alive, every fantasy coming true for me.

Then, he pulled my head from him. The pleasure and passion were interrupted so suddenly as to cause me some confusion. I looked from one face to the other, my lips, nay, my entire body trembling with arousal and lust. My eyes were glazed with lust and wide with questions.

I grabbed his his hair as he began licking and suckling my sensitive breasts. A moan began building from deep within as I closed my eyes and succombed to the intense assault of pleasure.

 

[Merelan]

I felt like an animal, wihout thought or control. Mindlessly following his lead. Settling myself back between her legs, looking up as I started licking, teasing, and biting at her. My hands holding her ass close to me. So she could not get away. never had I felt such a need to make someone wild, crazy, to make her howl with my actions. But I kept getting distracted, slowing my pace, watching him attend to her. His mouth makng love to her, his fingers gently tickling. moaning into her I hastened again, then he would shift, and again I would slow.
But knowing also that this change of pace would drive her crazier. I wanted her begging.