Third Annual Masquarade

Soon it was me and them, dancing and swirling. But another couple joined us, but not seeing us. I smiled and swirled. My hair flying out around me as i stamped my feet and swung my hips. Wilder and wilder.
Where was our servant though? And the others? Ahhh.. seeing a few other couples.

The music ended and my breath was quick, I was thirsty again. Needing a drink. Looking around, there he was.
Gesturing him over, the servant. Not looking very docile. Had he been watchign us?

"May I have another drink? And then perchance, a dance?"

Waving over at our Scarecrow, and Mistrel. Where had Dorothy gone?

"Would you care to join us, for a drink, a dance? or shall we ladies keep to ourseLves. I am greedy and wouldn't mind that at all. They are such beautiful ladies.""
 
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Fire Goddess

Their bodies pressed together, the stirring in his groin flush against her waist, their hips swayed in unison.


His arms wrapped around her waist as she let her mind absorb the music. She closed her eyes as her upper body moved toward him, then circled away from him as their hips grinding together acted as a fulcrum. As the beat of the music pervaded her being, she seemed in a trance like state, moving with the music, oblivious to all except the harmonies and passion therein.

The fire in her auburn hair shone in the lights of the ballroom, her dance with Jordan, seemed wanton, exotic. If not for him holding her, she might be out of control.

Her arms flung loosely, occasionally sliding across her breast or face, her chest heaving with the exertion of her dance. Unconciously, a hand slipped around his neck, drawing him nearer to her.

She was a sensual and erotic being. Her mind devoid of everything barring the music and the heat of the two bodies pressed against one another.
 
Uncle Sam

"Sam, you don't mind if I just call you Sam, do you, Uncle just seems too stodgy for you." She smiled and then, coquette that she is, winked. "Please join us on the bed."

I set my glass on the convenient side table and placed my top hat on the chair. Without a word, I slipped my red, white, and blue jacket off and walked to the other side of the truly huge bed. The erotic carvings seemed almost alive as the flickering candlelight caused mysterious shadows to highlight the entwined figures. Almost every Kama Sutra position was depicted in amazing detail. A few menage a trois reliefs caused a bolt of energy to shoot through my system. In almost slow motion I sat beside Lady Liberty, my multi-colored loafers slipping to the floor. I still had not answered Queen Violet's question. As I reclined on one elbow, my other hand touched, apparently accidentally, Liberty's cheek. I trailed the back of my fingers along her neck and let my close cropped nails slip across the swell of her lovely breasts. Then I reached further, capturing the hand that was slowly exploring Liberty's alabaster hip and thigh. I brought Violet's hand to my open mouth and slowly sucked one finger into the warm cavern. Just as slowly, I allowed her finger to escape my mouth.

"Joining you, your highness, and your lovely friend would be an honor. Adding one scintilla to the pleasure of two lovely women would be, for me, a delight beyond imagination."
 
Calista-Dorothy

The warmth from his hand seeped through to my own, adding to the effect the wine was already having. No I wasn't nervous, was I? I thought about it for a moment while I held his gaze.
"Nervous? No....well..yes I guess I am." I fumbled over the words like an idiot, wondering what I was doing. This was supposed to be a night of fun, where anything I wanted I could have. I just could not get that realization to hit at the moment.
I looked away a little embarassed, I had said so little so far to him and he had been very nice. Closing my eyes for just a moment I took a deep relaxing breath to compose myself then turned to face him once more.
"Would you care to dance with a fumbling fool?" I smiled, hoping he would accept and hoping it would help me relax and let go.
 
The Servant

He blinked, breaking himself from just watching. He looked around. Everyone seemed so,...at ease. He rolled his shoulders. Perhaps this hadn't been the best idea. He noticed the gesture, and made his way over.

"May I have another drink? And then perchance, a dance?" she asked. He bowed slowly looking he up and down before turning to get her drink.

"One need only ask, M'lady." He went to the bar, getting her another drink. He took his time walking back over to her, trying to clear out his head. Very different from what he was used to.
 
Lady Liberty

Libertys sex felt wet and hot from the gentle stroking of her hip and thigh; the effect of the caress heightened by the fact that the hand touching her was soft and feminine. When Sam let his fingers trail from her cheek to her breast, her breath caught in her throat and her nipples tightened into hard dark buds that pressed against the thin fabric of her bodice. When Sam lifted Violets hand to his mouth and tenderly sucked one delicate finger, Liberty nearly moaned aloud with longing.

Her arousal made her bold. As Sam captured Violets finger Liberty leaned forward and laid a soft kiss upon the pale throat of the other woman; pressing her lips to the tender spot just beneath Violets ear.

Liberty sat back and smiled tremulously, hoping that her touch had been welcome.
 
Queen Violet

My tongue slide over my lips, as his hand took my fingers and sucked gently, erotically, and ever so invitingly. I grinned and felt my hand deftly slipping Liberty's dress off her shoulders tugging the material so that it pulled away revealing her lacey bra and damp panties. I enjoyed her soft lips against my neck and responded by palming one soft breast, feeling the hard nipple leaping into my touch. I let my eyes meet Sam's sensing his interest as we shared Liberty's body and wondered how it would be with a man behind a mask.
 
Uncle Sam

Violet deftly undid Liberty's dress and slid it off her body....how exactly she did that bemused me for a moment. My eyes locked on Violet's as I fumbled for a moment and then unclasped Liberty's delicate lacey bra. Violet's hand was already exploring her right breast. I pushed the bra up and away, exposing twin mounds tipped with dark nipples....nipples that were standing out like erasers. I slid a bit lower on the huge bed, letting my tongue trace the curve of Liberty's left breast. My free hand teased her tummy, fingertips outlining the edge of her panties. My tongue circled her turgid nipple - never touching the dark bud.

........I had never been in a menage before. I found the experience particularly arousing.

Liberty's breathing was coming in short, choppy gasps. A flush slightly reddened her pale skin.............
 
"Shy and nervous. That is what the real Dorothy felt like when she first landed in a strange new world. She didn't get to let her hair down and have any fun until she stopped that and came out to play."
Michael jumped out of the seat, holding her hand in his own.
"I'll only dance with you if you want to, and you feel it'll help. We're all here for a reason, and I don't think yours is to be in the corner and watch everyone else have all the fun."
He smiled, bending down to kiss her hand, "Unless of course you are into that kinky voyeur stuff..."
 
merelan

I watched as he walked to the bar.
Should i play the bold gypsy or the shy one. Bold.

'What a yummy view, don't you agree?"

He did have a nice ass, and was like a tiger. There was no servant demenour about him, the rags I had sent him would not, could not, hide the proudness of his character.
 
Librarian

I chuckled and panted softly, the dance had been very wild and relaxing at the same time. I winked at Merelan and agreed.
"Yes, very yummy." I sat down in a chair, fanning my face or trying to. Danged mask was hot! The Harem girl looked like she was having fun as well, that was good.
"Where's our Minstrel hiding anyways?" I glanced around, but spotted the bar and headed there. I did need something to cool me off and water sounded damned good about now. So getting my worn butt up, I made my way over there and asked for a glass of water. Thanked the bar tender and made my way back to my seat.
"Lovely dance Miss Gypsy... " I smiled, sipped my water and let my head rest against the back of the chair. More of that was definately in order!
 
Harem Girl

"Wow, after that dance, I sure could go for a drink. " Looking at the two of them, "Shall we go to the bar?" As the one heads that way I just follow, turning to Merelan, "You do dance devine. Do you wish to join us, or do you want me to bring back a drink for you?"

Looking at the twinkle in her eye, as she watch the back of the man walking past us. "Are we looking at the ass? I have to agreed he has a hot one," smiling at her.

Taken the drink from the bartender, I had to sit for a bit. Seeing the people around here, I am getting the feeling for real fun. Haven't been without body fun in a long time, who shall be my victim.
 
She felt no shame at her nakedness. Rather, she was even more aroused. She noted the way Sam & Violet seemed to excite one another with their attention to her. It was as if she was their plaything, and the thought sent a stab of desire though her body. She wanted to be free to enjoy this sexual adventure, and her clothing had become an impediment to the pleasures offered. Liberty lifted her hips and pushed away her dress, leaving her body clothed in nothing but a small lace thong and silver sandals laced to her knees.

Longing to explore futher, she leaned toward Sam and softly kissed his mouth, letting her fingers caress his cheek as her lips touched his. Then she allowed herself to do the same to Violet, feeling for the first time the touch of a womans lips.

She could see that they both were pleased, and she wondered how far she might next go. She looked at them, letting them see her need for their touch and her voice, when she spoke was husky with desire.

You have both been so helpful with my clothing, would you allow me to do the same for you?
 
Queen Violet

I bend my head to take in her other nipple as she voiced her question, my tongue running around the hard bud, tracing the dark circle of skin. I glance at Sam and whisper, "What do you think Sam shall we let her undress us? After all she has surely undressed us fully in her naughty mind." I barely let my lips kiss her hard nipple and my mouth runs up her neck. I glance at Sam and leaned over Lady Liberty to kiss his parted lips, before hearing his husky answer. I could see the desire dancing in his eyes and turned my face to our lovely play thing as he answered for us both. After all perhaps he was more of a voyeur and wished to see Liberty undress me first, or perhaps he wished to have all hands assist in sliding clothing away.
 
Liberty

Liberty slid between the two warm bodies until she knelt at the end of the bed. She took one of Violets slipper shod feet in her small hands.

Shall I start with your shoes, my Queen?

Without waiting for a response, Liberty removed the slipper, sliding it slowly from Violets foot. She let her hands and fingers roam over the soft foot, lightly stroking the delicate arch then bending to kiss each pink toe before taking up the other foot and offering the same attention. She allowed her hands, one on each ankle, to slip beneath the hem of the long velvet gown reaching up to stroke the sensitive skin behind each knee.

Liberty smiled at Violets quickened breath. She was thrilled at her ability to stimulate the beautiful woman who had so aroused her own senses. Liberty looked at Sam pleased to see that he also appeared to enjoy their mutual caresses.
 
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Uncle Sam

"What do you think Sam shall we let her undress us? After all she has surely undressed us fully in her naughty mind." Violet prefaced her question with a kiss.....a forerunner of things to come, I hoped.

"We shall delight in her assisting us from these confining clothes. Please help us, Liberty...and begin with our Queen...I am a mere elected representative of the people."

Shall I start with your shoes, my Queen? Liberty wasted no time in beginning to disrobe Violet. Her pose was erotic.....although I am sure she did not realize it. She was kneeling, lovely breasts swaying as she worked....nipples still hard enough to cut glass. She was making love...slowly as she undressed Violet. She kissed each toe, and then teased her legs under the long gown.

Since the space in the middle was suddenly vacant, I half rolled and gazed in Violet's eyes....our faces inches apart. Slowly, painfully slowly, I moved....and my lips found hers at last. I let my tongue play with her closed lips......soft and yielding. As Violet's lips parted ever so slightly, I slipped my tongue between them............
 
He licked his lips as he watched her dance. Her smooth curves dancing in tune with the music, becoming a part of the melody that she moved with.

Jordan held onto her, but did not bar her movements. He wanted his hands on her as she fell into this erotic trance of both body and soul, moving each part in tune with both himself and the music. Their dance crescendoing in the ball room.

She danced like fire. Every motion reminded him of the seductive allure of the flame, and the light in her eyes, reflecting to him, calling to him only accented everything.

Without knowing it, he felt something move deep inside him, and wanted her more than ever. Their seductive game had risen to a whole new level, and he could already feel himself losing.
When he looked into those eyes, he realized how fun it was to lose sometimes.

"You are incredible," he said, not exactly referring to their dance just now, "So graceful, so erotic on your feet."

He held himself close to her, letting every inch of his body press against every inch of hers.
 
merelan

Heather looked so sexy leaning back like that, her breasts pressed out against the sheer fabric of the shirt. I suddenly felt naughty, and leaning forward poured my wine down her top.

"Oops." trying to look the innocent.
 
Queen Violet

I give back into the kiss, lips parting as he suggested Liberty undress me first. I feel a naughty delight as she teases my cute litte toes. I felt her fingers slide up to feel that I wore nothing else underneath.

My fingers caressed to back of Sam's neck holding his mouth to mine as the kiss deepens, tongues brushing each other, caressing, dancing, teasing, in a way that only two people perfectly comfortable with their sexuality could. I was different from the lovely Liberty, his masculine scent and taste filling my senses.

I would elect his to be deeply involved in my affairs anyday I silently thought.
 
Heather/ Librarian

ooc: Chuckles

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Leaning back against the bar, I raised my glass to Merelan and grinned, taking a few swallows of my mixed beverage I jumped nearly off the stool as Merelan's glass some how managed to tip over on my shirt!
"Oh shit!" That was cold, that was very cold! I had been dancing and sweaty a little when that found it's way down between my breasts and I felt it pooling into my belly button as well.
"oops" I heard her say and I turned and gave her a stern glance.
"Ooops?" I chuckled, "Help me!" I hopped up from the bar and began unbuttoning the shirt. The red corset inside was holding that champagne against my skin, I could feel it dripping down every where. I fought with the buttons, trying unsuccessfully to get them undone and laughing at the same time.
I managed to pull the white shirt off, now stained with wine or champagne.. I should have asked her what she was drinking? Tossing the shirt over the bar stool, I started unbuttoning the buttons on the side of the skirt. From the bottom up until it too was pulled off and draped over the bar stool.
"I need a towel or something to wipe this off with.. Have anything handy?" I did not even think how silly it would look standing there in a g-string, heels and a corset. Flipping my hair back over my shoulder, I grabbed a napkin and began to soak up what was on the rises of my breasts.
 
Liberty

Liberty watched as Sam expertly kissed the lovely Violet. Her normal reaction would have been to avert her eyes, but tonight she could not look away. She watched the way Violets breasts swelled above the gown, amost as if they longed to be realsed. She noted too the tightening of Sams already snug trousers. Both sights added to the heat and ache she already felt between her legs.

She moved back up the bed, positioning her body behind Violet so that she could have access to the fastenings of the velvet dress. Liberty laid her mouth to Violets neck and moved her lips down in pace with the opening of the small buttons that held the gown together. As the vee in the back deeped the gown slid further down the creamy slope of Violets breasts and off her shoulders. Liberty placed a final kiss at the small of Violets back. She then moled her body against the bared flesh; hugging the other woman and pressing her breasts against the soft warm skin. She watched as her companions kissed deeply, content, for the moment, to observe.
 
Fire Goddess

After the freedom of the dance, found herself locked in Jordan's arms.

Her body pressed against the length of his. There was an element of surprise at the restriction placed on her by his arms after the wanton and erotic freedom she had just experienced.

Her chest heaved with exertion and excitment, her mouth slightly open, she tried to focus on her surroundings. IT was as if she had forgotten where she was and had been transported somewhere far away.

Jordan's words, his tone, the timbre of his voice stroked her psyche. She nodded slowly, placing her head on his shoulder.

She felt a stirring in his loins, his shaft pressing against her. She pressed her hips ever closer as if to meld the two into one.

"I danced for you," she whispered.

There was a connection here, a kindred spirit. She wanted him. She wanted to dance with him, in a frenzy of heat and eroticism, with wild abandon, she wanted to feel his body dancing in and around hers.

She moved away, ever so slightly. Her arms slid down his bare and glistening back to his buttocks. She grasped them in her hand, kneading them as she pressed him closer.

The song changed, the music seductive with an underlying rythm. Suddenly, she drew back and began moving with the music.

She glanced down to where his manhood had risen from beneath the caveman's loin clothe. She drew him nearer, once again. This time raising her skirt above her waist, pressing her body against his.

She could feel the heat of his desire against her body.

"Shall we dance?" she asked, her tone husky, her words full of promise.
 
Queen Violet

If the feet were often ignored erotic zones, then the back was as easily neglected. My tongue danced with his as I felt her hand undo the fastenings, enjoying the feel of her breasts as the gown slipped down off my breasts. My arms wriggled out of the snug sleeves and gave her thigh a caress before moving. Leaning over Sam my body pressed against his as we continued to kiss.

I let one hand run along his side, the other perusing her soft skin, blindly dancing along her soft skin as she moved to continue removing my garment. My pale milky flesh as pure and unblemished as any member of royalty.
 
Harem Girl

Looking around, I see the servant by himself. Drinking my drink, I just smile at him. Looking at him up and down, us watching the what was going on on front of us.

I walk over to him and ask, " A fun party tonight. Dancing takes alot out of a person."
 
Liberty

With the ladys' cooperation the removal of Violets garment was quickly accomplished. Liberty caressed as much as she dared, as much as she could reach, as she drew off the gown and let it drop to the floor.

She crawled across the bed, putting Sam between herself and Violet. The women sandwiched him between their nude flesh, heating him inside his clothing. Liberty looked at Violet and smiled.

It seems that one of our group is overdressed m'lady. Shall we remedy that together?
 
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