The Second Annual Masquarade

A shiver passed through my body at the thought of someone, anyone watching us.

Surprised at myself, it wasn't fear or anxst I was feeling. It was exciting.

"Hmmmm. Would "Master" like this?"

I rolled over onto my back, spreading my legs wide.

I looked directly into the camera as I slipped a finger the length of my crevice.

Then, I smiled coquettishly for "Master."
 
I almost burst out laughing, knowing master was already. She was so perfect, so divine.

"Yes, yes. You probably have him laughing. You are silly and wonderful, and sexy, and beautiful, and sexy and gorgeous and sexy." Kissing her shoulders, her cheek in between words. "Did I mention sexy. Am I right Thor?"
 
Marshal Thor

"Did I mention sexy. Am I right Thor?" My eyes twinkled as I reached out, took our 'teachers' wrist in my hand, brought it to my mouth, and sucked the finger she had touched her slit with deep into my mouth.

"She is sexy.....and tasty too, lover."

Her taste on my lips caused a stirring in my loins as I flashed back to our wild, uncontrollable fucking of a half hour ago.
 
Blushing and enjoying the intimate comaraderie of the moment, I looked into the camera, wondering what He was like. Was He really laughing?

Then, I waved to Him.

I looked over at Merelan. Her eyes twinkled, her hair full and flowing around her face. She appeared so wanton.

In a husky voice I said, "But you are the truly sensual one."

I leaned forward and kissed her still damp mound. My tongue darted out to taste her. My first taste of another woman was oh! so sweet.

I drew back and asked, "Does you Master like watching me do that to you?"
 
"Who cares. I like you doing that to me." pulling her closer to my need by her curls.
"Damn you woman, ignore him. Please." Meeting her eyes, almost begging.
"Thor, make her behave."
 
Marshal Thor

..........laughing at Merelan's words, I reached over and slapped 'teacher' lightly on the ass. SLAPPPPPPP.

The slap was playful - a teasing game.
 
Even as light as the slap was, it seemed to echo in the room. I was kinda surprised, knwoing Thor did not play those games. Much. her startled look was enough. I laughed, and pulled her closer.

"Behave like a good girl and I will make him stop, or continue, whichever is thee wish."
 
The sharp sting of the slap carried with it a bolt of electricity. My ex and I had played a bit with spanking and I knew, better than my partners, how delicious a slight smacking could be.

Merelan pressed my head closer to her wetness. My tongue darted out, again, savoring the taste of her arousal. Hearing her sigh as my tongue lapped against her clit was all of the encouragement I needed.

My hands grabbed her thighs as my tongue glided over her fleshy crevice. The scent of her juices was intoxicating.

"His" watching through the tiny camera appealed to all of my senses. I wanted Him to see me make his lover shriek in orgasm.
 
Marshal Thor

The playful slap seemed to arouse 'teacher.' She buried her head between Merelan's legs....I could see her tongue dancing at the apex of her legs. I rolled closer and whispered in Merelan's ear, "Is she pleasing you, lover?" I did not wait for an answer to my rhetorical question. The tip of my tongue outlined her ear, teasing and tormenting. I played with her breasts as I listened to the sounds of sex that filled the room.
 
Is she pleasing me? Was he insane? Yes, a bit. But damn. This woman knew, knew just...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." My head thrown back, my body arching up off the floor. No longer caring, or knowing anything but her tongue and hands, his tongue and hands. Screaming out into the open eternity before me my need and desire. Teased to the edge over and over and then pushed. With the tiniest tip of her tongue over and into the winds. Only her arms, and his held me down as I thrashed and writhed. Her tongue insistantly continuing. Over and over making me peak, till I finally found strength to push her away. Batting at her with my hands, softly, unable to do so again. Too sensitive, to pained to let her go on. My mind shrieking for more. My body in need of rest, and air.
Collapsing back onto the flor, covered in sweat, hair entangled and knotted, fngers wound into her curls. Eyees mostly closed as I watched them softly kissing, smiling. Unabale to say a word. Unable to move.
Languidly pulling at her hair to tug her upwards.
 
I playfully swatted Merelan's hand away from my hair.

Merelan looked shocked and disappointed.

"You pushed me away from your treasure, luv. Now, you must wait."

I turned towards Thor, my hands encircling his waist as we kissed. I caressed his smooth, taut ass as our tongues swam together in the caverns of our mouths. I could feel a moan building somewhere from deep within.

One hand slid around his waist and began caressing his bulky manhood. I could feel it stir as he pressed his groin against my hand.

We continued kissing, sharing the sweet taste of Merelan's juice that remained on my lips. I longed to taste more, to feel her shudder in ecstasy, but wanted her to understand she should not tease.
 
She pushed me away, taunting me still more with her words.

"You pushed me away from your treasure, luv. Now, you must wait." I whimpered as she turned to Thor. Wanting tohold her, cling to her. Taste her. Taste me on her lips.
 
A small part of my psyche enjoyed Merelan's obvious need for my attention. Another part of my psyche revelled in my ability to control her, even for a moment. These feelings were new to me and I closed my eyes as I hungrily kissed Thor, massaging him to a state of full arousal.


I, then, slid my lips over his cheek and whispered in his ear,

"Would you consider spanking me again?"

Whether it wsa the depth of my need that rendered my whisper audible to Merelan, or a desire for her to hear my request, I wasn't certain.

She listened to my polite request and her response was telling.
 
Marshal Thor

.......damn, but I was loving this. Two sensual women, aroused and uninhibited. As 'teachers' lips mashed against mine, hard, she massaged my stiffening cock with a movement that was bringing me 'up' too fast. She was teasing Merelan by leaving her hanging on the edge...whimpers told of her frustration.

"Would you consider spanking me again?"

Although I did not normally play those games, her whisper reached a place inside that I did not know existed. Her eyes were closed........lips teasing my chest and her hand on my shaft. I suddenly moved, flipping her over on her tummy. My hand was a blur as it cracked her firm ass.....CRACK....CRACKKKKKKKK .

The marks of my palm were reddening on her cheeks....She wiggled, but my hand easily held her face down.



"More? "I asked.
 
"No." Pushing his hand away.

"You wicked, naughty girl. Teasing first Master, and now me." My own hand cracking down on her, harder then his. I knew he didn't like hurting, though would lightly oblige. Again and then a third time. Rubbing hard between swats.

Letting my hands lip over her sweet globes, and between her legs. She was soaked.
"Look, she nade a mess on my hand." Rubbing it again on my handprints in her skin.

"No more, she likes it too much. Don't you wicked child." Leaning in on the last words and almost growling them in her ear.
 
I shrieked with each swat. The stinging contact between their hands and my soft flesh resounded through the room.

As Merelan began smacking me, harder and more quickly, a tingling sensation began to grow where the handprints glowed cherry red.

My body trembled as I felt the moisture building between my legs. The spanking hurt, but felt so good.

"Please, Merelan. More?" I begged.
 
I pulled her to her knees, rubbing my pelvis against her sore ass. Reaching under I cupped her hanging breasts.

"She wants more Thor, but more what do you think?"
 
Marshal Thor

"She wants more Thor, but more what do you think?"

'Damn, but I love this. The teasing, sexual play....' I could feel myself getting even harder, even though teacher had taken her hand off my shaft when Merelan swatted her on the ass. Teacher had gotten up on all fours, her ass high in the air. As she spoke, Merelan was cupping two hanging breasts.

I slid my hand over teacher's ass.....touching the spots where Merelan's hand had left bright red prints. My fingers continued until they found a very wet slit. I smiled and brought my fingers to my mouth, my eyes on Merelan's. After one lick, I drew a finger over Merelan's lips. With the tangy flavor still on my lips I said, my lips close to Merelan's ear, "What do you think? I believe that she could have a bit more."
 
Their touch was sweet torture, leaving me longing for release. Their teasing was exciting, pleasurable, but as an animal, I could think only of my instinctual drive.

I began rocking so slightly on all fours, whimpering as my ass moved back and forth as if fucking a phantom lover.
 
Without warning I struck, so hard my hand stung. Three times, then ra rubbing, then three more. By then my hand was hurting. Rubbing it over her pussy, smearing it with her juices, I then held it out to her.
"I gave you more, but it hurt my hand. Kiss and make it better dear?" Knowing she could smell her own juices.

"Is that what you wanted, you naughty girl. Teasing me, and Thor. I think you need still more punishment. Poor Thor. Look. He is all awake, and being ignored by us both." But knowing he loved watching.
 
Marshal Thor

I leaned on one elbow and watched Merelan play. She did know that a dash of voyeurism was beneath the surface.
 
OH, the stinging pain only served to spiral me into a state of pleasure.

Merelan's hand was in front of my face, red and wet. Kiss it and make it better?

I began kissing her hand, my mouth slightly open. Then, my tongue slipped between my lips and began tasting my sweetness on her hand. Her palm was first to be kissed, then I kissed and licked her fingers.

Finally, I slowly took each finger in my mouth, one at a time, suckling and swirling my tongue around her fingers as if making gentle love to a man's cock.

My eyes were closed and face was awash with a euphoric expression as I gently made love to her hand with my mouth.
 
Ahhhhh, sweet loving. Her mouth making love to my hand. I moaned as she moved from finger to finger. Then trying to be rough I wound my fingers into her hair, and pulled her away.

"That naughty mouth should be making love to someone esle right now, shouldn't it? Pointing to his cock, hard and waiting.
"Now." Slapping her ass again as she hesitated.
 
I slowly moved toward where Thor was reclined. His cock erect, indicating his pleasure.

My movements were graceful as my mind was completely focussed on sex, arousal, cumming and pleasure.

I moved to a position between his splayed legs, resting my hands on his thighs and bowed my head, looking at the floor. I awaited his permission.

In looking down, my eyes digested the beauty of his manhood. How I wanted to touch and taste. I wanted to here him gasp at the first contact and cry out with the final act.

Patiently, knowing my place, I awaited approval.
 
Marshal Thor

.......teacher's submissiveness was - astounding - to say the least. She had seemed almost dominant a bit ago. I glanced at Merelan and nodded slightly. My hand twined in teacher's hair and I drew her head gradually to my almost painful shaft. Merelan's 'discipline' had changed her......

In a deep, husky voice I whispered, "Make love to it. You will find that we will bring you pleasure beyond your dreams...."
 
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