The Second Annual Masquarade

Marshal Thor

Our ministrations had her hanging over the edge....her unintelligible sounds confirming what my eyes were telling me. The room was filled with the scent of her arousal. Her hand in my hair urged me on. I captured one hard nipple between my teeth and bit....not hard, but hard enough to send a little jolt of pain coursing through her body as my hand squeezed her full orb.
 
My head rolled from side to side as my back arched and I pressed my pelvis toward the sweet torture of Merelan's mouth.

"Oh, God.." I began moaning. Spasms began to course through my body as my vaginal muscles clenched.

My hands pulled his hair in great fistfuls as my moans grew louder.


"Please! Please, I need to cum."

The pressure within grew exponentially with each suckle, each nibble, each touch of mouths to my body.

Had I ever imagined such ecstacy? Never had I dared. Two bodies, two mouths taking me for their own.

I could feel Merelan's hands clenching my soft ass, her fingers grasping as she became more determined in her efforts.

With his single bite upon my breast, I could wait no longer.

My mouth emitted what seemed to be a growl, growing in volume until my body became completely tense, I threw my head back and screamed.

"Ohhh yessssss." My body racked with spasms as the my sweet juices spilled in one orgasm followed by another. I clenched his hair and my legs grasped her face.

"Ohhhh " My body continued responding for what seemed an eternity, well past the point wherein I was certain I could not cum anymore.

Finally, my head lay back, my grip upon my lovers loosened and I relaxed, spent and weary. My chest heaved as though breathing was difficult, which, of course, it was.

I reached to touch his face, tracing his jawline with a finger. My other hand found Merelan's lips. I touched a droplet of fluid upon her chin and raised it to my own lips. Then, lay still, suckling my finger, savoring the taste of my own sweetness and enjoying the aftermath of the explosion.
 
ooc: Fascenating. Great Role playing guys and gals.

Now if only I remembered who the heck my charicter was maybe I Could rejoin the fun..
 
She begged and then exploded. At her words I had ground my mouth into her, my fingers tightened. her pussy seemed to come alive as she let all barriers down and fulfilled my desires.
Looking up to see her half closed eyes, her crooked smile, her collapse into his arms. her finger tracing it's way down my cheek to my lips, my chin. Then playfully sucking at it. Crawling up her I kept kissing, finding the nipple he was ignoring at the moment and suckling at it, then biting down. Bringing her back to us.
Then continuing up till my lips found her mouth and crushing her to me. Our bodies pressed against each other.
Her soft prety mouth still meling.
"Did I hurt baby?" playfully smiling at her. The thought of him watching, and knowing he loved to watch, was driving me wild. his eyes on us, devouring every move i made.
 
Her smile and her touch completely entranced me. That such an erotic, beautiful, free spirited one could want me so was overwhelming.

"No," I whispered. "I am not hurt."

I took her head into my hand and smiled. "Did I hurt you?"

My smile was playfulness and sincerity in one.

I kissed her forehead lightly, then my lips found hers. I teased her with soft kisses, then took her bottom lip between my teeth. I nibbled upon it as my hand slid to her breast. She had bathed in my scent and the smell of my sex made me want her.

I planted kisses to her mouth, chin and cheeks. My mouth slightly open as my tongue darted out, tasting and savoring the residue of our sex.

My hand encompassed her breast, tentatively at first. Then, my thumb teased and slid back and forth over the taut nipple.

I pulled my face away from hers for a moment. I sighed deeply, summoning the courage to ask for that which I so desired.

"Would you please lie on the floor? I so want to please you."
 
Marshal Thor

I leaned back and watched. Merelan knew me well - there was a distinct voyeur streak in my makeup. Her explosion had been volcanic in nature. It had been a long time since I had seen a woman orgasm like that......

I leaned on one elbow......watching, until I decided to reenter the play.........

'That was really wild...and the evening is still not over - and there is always tomorrow.'
 
I obeyed, ass if I could do anything else. My eyes locking with Thor's. His twinkling, a little wink. Yesssssssss. My mind even drew out the s as her finger's found my nipple. Torn from his gaze as her hands explored. Laying back, the silks of the gown feeling ike little kisses.
 
Merelan's gown spread about her body as she lay flat on the floor, seeming a shadow, an aura. Her beauty was stunning, her body enticing. Her desire was evident as her snipples stood pert and there was a small damp area where the sheer fabric settled between her legs.

With some trepidation, uncertain, yet determined, I leaned forward. My hand lightly touched her firm nipple. I sensed rather than felt her body respond. She sighed.

I bent over her, my lips finding her neck. As I licked and suckled below her earlobe, my fingers made tiny circles over her the taut button. My mouth traveled down her neck, slowly, tasting and enjoying the feel of her beneath my mouth.

I raised my head and placed my full, trembling lips upon hers. The kiss was tender, yet demanding. Her soft mouth parted beneath mine as I slipped my tongue beneath her teeth. Our kiss increased in intensity as my hand slide across her firm abdomen.

The smell of sex had pervaded our senses, the touch of sex was lightening and the sounds of her beneath me was incredibly arousing. I could feel Thor's eyes upon us and knew I was performing for him as well as pleasing Merelan and myself.

My hand found her mound, soaking beneath the transparent fabric. My finger gently rubbed the length of her crevice while applying increasing pressure. Her hips shuddered beneath my hand. My fingers separated her labia and slid over her clit, teasing and removing my hand as she tried to grind herself into my fingers

Our kiss broke. I looked into her face and saw the exquiste beauty of arousal. My mouth then moved to her breast, still covered in fabric. My tongue flickered her nipple before my mouth engulfed her orb. Her scent and taste was torture as I so wanted to be less than patient in my love making.
 
Marshal Thor

I leaned back - langorous - and watched the tables being reversed. The teacher was making love to Merelan - and, I loved to watch. There is something sensuous about a woman making love to another woman. They know, of course, each button to push, each lever to pull......
 
I lay back, wanting to scream. Wanting to grab her to me, bt I lay there. Moaning, biting my lip.
She was taking her time, teasing, taunting me.
"God. Please baby." Unable to stop the words.
I wound my fingers into her hair.
"God, stop tormenting me. You are a She devil." her smile was even more arousing, a slight licking of her lips.
 
"Surprised, are you?" I smirked as I asked the question. As I was surprised at myself, for certain. 24 hours ago, if anyone would have suggested that I would making love to a beautiful, sensual woman, I would have laughed and blushed. Now, I could imagine nowhere else I would rather be.

My hand rubbed her mound more firmly. Then slowly, while looking into her eyes, I gathered a handful of fabric. My efforts were slow so that she would feel the gauze slipping over her body. I encased two fingers, wrapping them in one loose layer of fabric.

Slowly, very slowly, I inserted my fingers into her wet cavern. Moving my fingers in and out of her, feeling the friction of the fabric against my finger mingled with her dampness made me shudder.

As I continued to finger fuck her, my mouth claimed hers. Hungry for her tasted, I settle myself atop her, our breasts grinding. My hips lay against her thighs as my fingers thrusted. My movements continued to be slow, methodical. I took the time to stop, my fingers buried to my hand and my finger tips searching inside her, swirling and enjoying the sensation of her muscles gripping at my hand.
 
My head tossed side to side as she fingered me, then her kissing. God, if i was to die. Let me die now. With this beautiful woman laying on me, her tongue in my mouth, her fingers in my cave. Only moans and whimpering came from me now. Her wicked smile telling me she was aroused too, her body hot on mine. Looking past her, I met his eyes, and looked downward, licking at the thought of his loving. Soon. But she demamded my attentions with her hands, her mouth. She was a wanton woman taking me with her to new heights.
 
Marshal Thor

My eyes met Merelans' - we exchanged feelings without words...I rolled over, slowly, and knelt behind the teacher. Her passion had rekindled itself from her lovemaking. She was on top of Merelan, her breasts rubbing, her hips rubbing...slowly...against Merelan's thigh. She was finger fucking......a truly erotic sight. Her fingers glistened with juices. The scent of raw sex assailed my nostrils. I had been hard for what seemed hours. I had taught myself restraint.....and learned the heightened pleasure that came from denying oneself immediate gratification.

I leaned closer.....then, on an impulse, I dragged my tongue along the teacher's thigh; sliding between her legs. I slipped my tongue along the crack of her ass, enjoying her raw sexuality that had just bloomed. I teased her......not wanting to interrupt the passion, but wanting to heighten the pleasure of both of them. As my tongue roamed, my fingers traced the outline of teacher's breasts; traced them as she rubbed her body on Merelan.
 
Oblivious, once again, to the interaction between Merelan and the Marshall, I was pleasantly startled at the sensation of his warm tongue gliding up my thigh. My fingers slipped in and out of Merelan's wet cavern, still slowly. I wanted to draw her slowly to heights of passion. I wanted her to enjoy the ascent before the crashing descent into raucous orgasm.

His tounge found my crevice, wet and waiting. My hips glided along Merelan's thigh in rythm with my fingers in her hot pussy. His tongue teased me, causing bolts of electricity to fly through my body. An ache was building, a longing for release.

My mouth moved to her breasts once again. This time, I nibbled and suckled her hungrily as my fingers raked her face. My teeth gently raked her nipples as my tongue flickered and lapped over them.

I slipped an index finger into her mouth. The scent of our sex was overwhelming. The temperature in the room seemed to have increased by 20 degrees. The sounds of suckling, tasting and Merelan's moaning, (or mine ? ) added to the coccoon of eroticism that we had created.

Her hips rose to meet my hand, shuddering with each inward thrust. I began to move more quickly, recognizing her need as well as my own. My need was to feel her climax, knowing it was I who had brought her such pleasure.

His tongue teased and tantalized me. I tried pressing myself closer, seeking more depth, feeling and urgency unknown to me before tonight.

I was consumed by my own sexuality and felt as though I was waking after a 20 year nap.
 
He was so close to me I could smell him, even over our combined scents. His eyes meeting mine, again twinkling, boring into my soul. Ahhhhhhhhhh, Her nails raking at me. The mild pain only enhancing the intense pleasure. I was climbing faster now, thrashing. Luckily the weight of them held me down.
Crying out, biting my lip, then crying out again. My face contorted as her fingers and tongue drove me higher.
Then click. And I saw the red light in the corner near the ceiling. It finished me. I howled out my passion as my body reached for the peak, my mind shutting down, knowing everything was watched by Him and recorded, and enjoyed. Tightly I held her curls now to me. Not wanting it to end, yet wanting to die here. And I did. The little death. What a sillly name for such an explosion, ripped from within me.
 
Marshal Thor

As Merelan thrashed under us and screamed out her orgasm, I felt teacher, wiggling her hips and trying to impale my tongue. I could wait no longer - teasing was over. I gripped 'teacher' by the hips and, with one smooth thrust, rammed my throbbing shaft into her warm, wet pussy. The sounds were of raw passion - moans, groans, screams, and the wet slurping sounds of two people moving in the most intimate of embraces. I put one foot flat on the bed to increase the depth of my penetration. I felt her meeting my thrusts. We were like two animals, fucking at a frenzied pace. Perspiration dripped from our bodies and mingled with Merelan's. Merelan was pinned under us. I heard sounds - and then realized that it was me, grunting like a wild boar. I rammed in......again and again, impaling her on my shaft.
 
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Finally! I felt his rod, thick and hard enter my body. There was nothing delicate, nothing sweet. Two people fucking, thrusting back and forth, flesh slapping as he pounded himself deeper and deeper.

The joy was exquisite as I pumped Merelan harder with my finger, my free hand clenching her soft flesh as I attemtpted to control my climax. With her gut renching shouting, I could no longer refrain from letting go. Pushed over the edge by raw lust, tears rolled down my cheek as I gasped, sobbed and screeched.

Finally! His growl joined the sounds of our collective orgasms.. The fury of our sex plunged me into climax. My body racked with convulsions as my juices poured over his hardness onto her thigh. Over and over, his thrusting relentless, until I could manage no more. I collapsed upon Merelan, our sweat and juices mingled. I withdrew my finger and suckled it as a young child might taste a candy, savoring every bit of the sweetness.
 
Their hard fucking drove me over the edge again, her hands no longer gentle. gripping and thrusting at me in rythym with their animal need. Almost hurting in her sagageness. But my orgasm peaked as she threw her head back and cried out. The weight of their bodies trapping her fingers, still deeo within me. Her heavy breathing in my ear keeping me aroused. I kissed and nibbled, then bit at her shoulder. Till she pulled away, licking and sucking at each finger. her wicked smile, as if she had done something naughty and gotten away with it. I could only lay there as she knelt beside me, and he collapsed next to me. His head so close I could almost feel the curls.
 
Marshal Thor

My hips moved like a runaway piston. The sounds and scents were aphrodasiacs. The tremors that rippled through her body made me, finally, lose control. Her velvety sheath clutched my cock - almost convulsively - as my balls tightened, and then I erupted. I felt 4 or 5 jets leave my body and bathe her innermost recesses. I continued stroking - like some kind of robot on autopilot.

Teacher collapsed on Merelan.....and then seemed to slide to one side as my softening shaft slid slowly out..... I literally collapsed, my head inches from Merelan's. My eyes finally focussed as the blood returned to my head from where it had been busy. Merelan's eyes told me that sometime not very long ago she had cum. I moved...closed the inches, and kissed her softly while my hand ran up and down 'teacher's' back.........
 
We lay there, bathed in sweet and the fluids of our sex for what seemed an immeasurable period of time. Light touches, Marshall and Merelan sharing little kisses.

As the fog slipped from my thinking, I noticed a red light in one of the cieling tiles. A shudder overcame me.

"Merelan, that is the tiniest smoke alarm I have ever seen," I commented.

I shifted myself so that I was lying between her spread legs and rested my heads on my hands and elbows. I watched the interchange between she and the Marshall. Their look so intense, so deep. Their beauty filled me with pleasure.

I leaned forward and my tongue lightly touched Merelan's wet thigh. Her taste was sweet.

I, then, stopped and watched the two for a bit longer.
 
Smoke alarm? Looking aroud, and again seeing the light. Blushing again.
"Security video?" Knowing I sounded more questioning then I should. Stroking his cheek, but suddenly moaning from her touch.
 
"A video camera?" My stomach immediately tightened. Fear and apprehension began setting in as I thought of the endless possiblities surrounding my decadent activities being recorded. What if they were shared? Would they be used against me? Professional ruin.

"Merelan, luv. What happens to the tapes? "

Trying to play it cool, I said in a smooth voice, " AFter all, we hardly present a threat to security." I pasted a smirk on my face for effect.

I didn't realize it, but I had immediately removed my hands from Merelan's quivering body.
 
Pulling her hands back.
"Darling, they aren't even taped. It is just Master, watching off and on. he lieks to make sure we are safe, and enjoying ourselves. It is the way he is pleasured now."

"Trust me, nothing is kept, nothign is filmed in these rooms."
 
Marshal Thor

........I knew of Merelan's master.....a consumate voyeur. I did not mind knowing that someone was always watching. On the contrary, it was exciting.
 
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