Third Annual Masquarade

[Thor's Hammer]

Uncle Sam (hard)

The kiss seemed to last for hours. Our tongues danced the age old dance of seduction and eroticism. Her hand touched the back of my neck....an especially erogonous zone, I had found out in the past. As we kissed I was dimly aware that Liberty was undressing Violet. The rustles and movements allowed the velvet gown to loosen and then Violet wriggled out of the garmet. I felt the heat of her body - my skin seeming almost on fire from every touch. Then, when I believed that I was climing a mountain, Liberty swiftly clambered over us and pressed her nude flesh against my back. I felt her nipples drilling into my back as she rubbed her body against me.

My notion of a menage a trois was that Liberty would be between us.........a plaything for Violet and I. In some fashion I had been placed in the most incredibly sensuous sandwich. One thing was wrong. I was still fully clothed. Then I heard "It seems that one of our group is overdressed m'lady. Shall we remedy that together?"

As I was not born yesterday, I decided, so to speak, to go with the flow. My hands, however, seemed to have developed lives of their own. They roamed, slowly, exploring the mysteries of Violet's body. Her hips were deliciously rounded. The curve of her ass was a road that I eagerly explored, firm yet feminine. With a little sound, I captured her soft lips again as I felt hands working on my Uncle Sam suit.

 

[Rockingham]

Jordan watcher move, the very fiber of her being screaming at him, desiring him. He coudln't help but move to touch her. His hands wanting to feel the smooth skin that his eyes lusted after.

"The dance of passion, of desire," he breathed, letting them both move to the music now, each step in tune with hers, moving both with and against her, wherever their bodies met, he made sure to touch her.

His fingers trailing along her soft curves, moving up her side. He let them linger upon her breasts, cupping them just enough to feel the nipple tight inside the dress, struggling to get out.

He moaned as he moved his hips against her once more, the dance tumbling out of his control now. He didn't want to control it, anymore than he wanted to control her.

He simply wanted to be there for the ride.

Without thought, he felt himself put her hands around him, still pushing up against her in tune with the music.

 

[Merelan]

merelan

Laughing we got her mostly undresssed, but as she started wiping up the wine, I pulled away her hand.

"I made the mess, I should clean it up, don't you think?" Leaning in, and meeting her eyes. Challenging her. Lickign my lips.

"It was my wine, my mess, unless you think the servant should."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Librarian (Heather)

I gave the servant a look over and was sorely tempted, hell between them who wouldn't be? I smiled with a wicked glint in my eye as I returned her sexy little smile,
"You are absolutely correct, Your wine my dear." Sliding back onto the chair, "You really should get to drink your wine." I replied softly, a little brazeness never hurt. And for those watching, well they did need some spice. "Servant? You should aid our gypsy queen, if she requires any help." My arms rested on the sides of the chair, my nails lightly brushing my upper thighs as I waited to see what Merelan would do next? I could feel my pulse jump a little in my throat at the thought of her soft lips touching my body. It was definately getting hot in here!

 

[The GrandMage]

The Servant

His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched the goings on. The esteemed hostess 'spilling' her drink, and the near strip show that followed. He knew that this was a place that was more liberal than he was used to, but, that was really liberal. And really erotic.

Hi mind briefly did the math on the last time he'd managed to coax a woman into his bed. He felt himself becoming excited, and shifted to make himself more comfortable. And there she was, the harem girl.

"A fun party tonight. Dancing takes alot out of a person." she said. He nodded, his vision shifting between the curves of the fine specimen talking to him and the sight of the librarian and gypsy. He noted when they talked about, and lo, to him.

He wasn't sure which he wanted more, to see that his aid was indeed needed, or to have some fun with the lovely harem girl. And for a man as used to taking things as he was, he found himself lost at what to do. God, this would be easier if he was drunk out of his mind, but then again, who'd want to wake up and not remember this?

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather -Librarian

I met the servant's eyes and smiled, "Come, help is needed.." I sat forward a little, this corset indeed did need removed to get to the wine. I smiled and wiggled my finger at him, beckoning him over. "I need this thing removed, can you manage that Servant?" I challenged, a half smile on my lips, daring him.

 

[The GrandMage]

The Servant

It could be said that all he neded was a little push, and he would be fine. As it happened, the 'librarian', although nearly naked as she was now, one would never know her costume, gave him that push. His brain shut down, transfering control to the one area of his body that was not only ready for this envirnment, but had been longing for it for years.

He broke into a great smile, and licked his lips. "Always willing to help, M'lady." His hands ran across her corset, feeling her body underneath, before he began to remove her corset. With a deftness he didn't know he had, he began to remove the garment. As he worked, he smiled, and turned to their hostess.

"I don't suppose you'd mind if I had a little of your wine, M'lady? It looks to have a delightful taste."

 

[MissTaken]

The choice of music was perfect. The sultry tones with the underlying rhythm (sp?) engulfed her senses, rendering her almost helpless in a hypnotic state. She knew only that this man wanted her.

She knew too that she wanted him to want her. She needed him to remember this night and she as the most exquisite experience of his lifetime. She wanted him to want her like he has never wanted anyone, to desire her as he would never again know desire.

There bodies moved in synchonicity, both alive with the electricity of the music, the ambiance of the mansion adding to the aura of lust that one could almost visualize.

She could feel his hardness, naked against her abdomen. She swayed her hips in such a manner that the fabric caused friction between the two.
Slowly, she began lowering herself to her haunches. Never missing a beat with the music, her body massaged his, his erection tracing the bodice of her gown. His cock feeling the the slight fabric of covering her breasts, then lying against the bare flesh of her cleavage. Her hands slid down his taut ass and she traced the muscles of his thighs with her fingernails.

Lower yet, his hips were at her neck. Her head, swaying with the music, covered his manhood with her wild mane of auburn.

Lower even still, his cock was at her chin, she brushed her cheek against it, taking it in one hand, caressing it in time with the music as she remained lost in the erotic dance.

She felt his hands in her hair, gently stroking and tugging. She massaged his shaft with her face, never to allow her mouth to touch it. Her eyes were closed as she embraced his hips, her face resting on them as his erection rested in her hair. Her tresses a sheath, of sorts.

She looked up at him and saw wanton desire. Slowly, she turned, raising herself from her squat, his cock caressed by her hair, the bare flesh of her back, the satin of the bodice, and nestled against her ass.

Standing fully erect once again, she leaned her head against him, feeling more alive, more sensual than she ever thought possible, turned her face towards his neck and placed his hands on her waist.

The full lenght of their bodies touching, burning one another with their heat.

She knew not how long she could play at this rate, an aching, a longing for penetration, for the culmination of the dance, but she would not give in to her own burning desire. Not yet.

 

[intriguess]

Queen Violet

I whispered a soft yes between kisses. I began removing his shirt as Liberty set to work on his pants. Between the two of us we managed to remove those items, then it was just his patriotic boxers (hope that is what you are wearing underneath) between his skin and ours. I shift away for moment to give Liberty a lengthy soft kiss. Claiming her mouth for one moment before we slide his boxers off, revealing Sam in all his glory.

"It certainly is a monument to freedom." I whisper to her, letting one hand slide along his leg, as my other almost casually cups her nearest breast. The situation was fraught with possibilities and I murmured, "Let's share a taste," I whisper as I lay down, letting my breasts press against his one leg as my tongue slowly licks the shaft. I watch as Liberty joins me our tongues touching occasionally.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Liberty

The taste of Violets mouth was fleeting and delicious; a combination of wine, desire and Sam. It was heady and addictive. Liberty wanted more, but first there was the delightful task of removing the last of Sams clothing, so that they could enjoy another treat; the hot shaft of manhood that sprung from his boxers.

"Lets share a taste." The idea sounded like the best she had yet heard and Liberty murmered her agreement.

Liberty lay down along side Sam, opposite from Violet. Sams warm legs were trapped between the two women, and Liberty could feel the stiff hairs on the lower half of his body rubbing against her breasts, and along her neck and cheek where her face lay against his groin. Her tongue snaked out, licking his cock like an ice cream cone; long slow strokes from base to tip and back again. There was plenty to share with Violet, but somehow their tongues often touched, tasting each other as they attended to Sam. They worked their mouths to the tip, kissing around the bulbous head.

The taste of Sams cock still in her mouth, Liberty sought another delicacy; Violets breast. She leaned forward, found one hard nipple with her lips and eagerly sucked it into her hot mouth. She heard Violet gasp and moaned herself in pleasure at the response.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Uncle Sam (sans red, white and blue boxers)

It was a cliche.....but I was as hard as a steel bar. I had just experienced the most erotic moments of my life. Both women worked slowly in concert. As the last of my clothes disappeared (including what I thought were the ridiculous patriotic boxers) I laid back...my eyes slitted to see what would happen next. Now, I have had my cock sucked by women who had PhD's in fellatio, but these two would have - alone - been grading dissertations. Together, they were mind-boggling. Their mouths left a trail of wetness on the shaft...the head glistened in the soft candlelight. Occasionally they teased each other. Soft sounds mingled with the scent of arousal. I began to consider the meaning of life....to maintain some semblance of control. In no way was I ready to permit a release that would shorten the hours of pleasure that lay ahead.

My shaft was almost painfully hard as I, with a monumental effort of will, gently twined my fingers in the hair of both Violet and Liberty. Holding them, I slid my body lower, savoring every instant that soft bodies rubbed against me. Still holding them gently, I kissed first Violet and then Liberty.....and then both together. Three tongues sought each other.........

 

[Shoty98]

Calista...Dorothy

My breath caught and held paused, something stirred within me with just that small gesture. who knew the simple kiss of a gentleman on the hand could stir a passion.
"Even if I were, tonight is more a night to experience and enjoy rather than sit back and watch. Wouldn't you agree?" I smiled a little mischieviously and rose from my chair. "Shall we?"
I was ready for a dance, something slow and seductive and something I wouldn't have to worry about my two left feet getting in the way on.
The music filled my ears as we made our way to the ball room, my pulse racing in my chest. I was determined to relax and enjoy myself here tonight, and maybe we could find some enjoyment together.
"Tell me scholar, just one thing you desire to experience tonight. If you wish whisper it while we dance, for tonight is a night of new pleasures for all."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather- Librarian

I smiled, letting him come up before me, his hands were warm as they slowly unhooked the corset and began peeling it away from my skin. Still in great shape, I smiled as he eyed my firm C breasts. his eyes traveled down over my trim stomach, over the slight swell before his eyes ran into the thong. But underneath that was a freshly shaved kitty, sticky with wine.
I smiled, stretching a little but still reclining in the chair. My nipples turned hard instantly, between the wine and the cool air, they were more than sensitive right now. I could hardly wait to see who would sample me first.... then it would be my turn!

 

[poohlive]

He pasued for a moment, holding her in his arms. Thoughts flying about him like fireflies in the evening twilight, dancing about in the air. His hands held her close to himself, and he took in her scent, a rich perfumy smell with something that drove him wild underneath.
"I want to experience so many things, nothing at all in particular," he dipped her to the side, his own robe flowing about them as they moved, "Tonight is a night for not one, but many sinful pleasures, and I do enjoy them."
He dropped away from her side, grasping onto her hand, and they held themselves, poised out there, only their hands touching each other. For a moment, a brief moment he caught her eye, and thought he saw something there.
As they moved back together again, he grabbed her once more, threatening to never let go of her wonderful form pressing against him.
"Ahhh, but you asked for only one, didn't you," he dropped down to her, feeling her breath next to his, wild figures danced in his eyes as he held her now, not moving to the music, but simply lowering his own head to her neck.
"The answer is simple, I want to experience you," he let his lips close in on her neck.

 

[Merelan]

I watched breathless as he worked her free of her corset and starting gently touching her, noticing the shake in his hands.
Then danced away, with a wink at her. Taking the harem girl's hand and pulling her close to me. A slow dance was emerging from the balcony and I wanted to feel soft sweet flesh against mine as I flew on it.
"Do you mind?"

 

[Angelofsex]

Harem Girl

Oh well, I shall just drink my drink and watch. I do watch very well.

I ask the bartender for another drink. Not wanted to bother anyone I excuse myself and visit the bathroom again.

This house has alot charater, as I look around going there.

All of a sudden I felt a hand, grabbing me to dance.

"No I don't mind at all", looking into her eyes.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Liberty-feeling not so innocent

The friction of Sams body as he slid between them was a wonderful torture. When he stopped, his hard shaft was pinned between two soft hips. Liberty let her legs fall one to either side of one of Sams and pressed her wet and aching sex to his body. She ground her needy cunt against him, seeking some release from the arousal that she felt.

The deprivation of the throbbing cock seemed cruel. After feeling him in her mouth, she had so wanted to feel him inside her sex. Seeing the length and girth of Sams' cock, she wondered if her past lovers had been strangly stunted; certainly, none had offered the size that Sam now did. The prospect made Liberty even wetter and the thong she still wore slid between swollen lips of her cunt and rubbed against her hard & pulsing clit. The sensation was amazing; maddening; OH God...soooo Good!

Liberty reveled in the dancing of three tongues, moaning aloud, pushing against Sam & Liberty, desiring more & deeper contact. The hand closest to Violet roamed over every reachable inch of the womans body. She felt the smooth back; let her fingers slide down lower over the rouned ass. Violets parted legs invited further exploration and Liberty found the wet hot center of Violets sex. Seemly, of their own violition, Libertys fingers touched the wetted flesh, coating the tips.

Another treat to share?

She asked and pressed the sticky wet fingers between the mouths of her companions, allowing them to taste Violets sweet juice with her.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Librarian (heather)

I chuckled softly, "What a tease she is!" I caught the servant's eye and smiled, "Excuse me for a few minutes will you?" I rose from the chair and gathered my costume up in a bundle. "I'll be back." I whispered softly just before I gave him a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth.
I located a servant and asked him to direct me to a laundry room. He smiled, bowed and led me down the hall, through another door and down some stairs.
"Washer and dryer in there, bathroom around the corner Ma'am." He pointed out.
"Thank you very much." I moved into the laundry room and treated the blouse and skirt, scrubbed a little, put the corset into the washer and started it. Once that was complete, I moved around to the bathroom and found a small hand towel to wash with. Chuckling again, I shook my head a little as I washed off the sticky dried wine from my body.

 

[Angelofsex]

Having Merelen in my arms, feeling the softness of her skin, is giving me desires I haven't had in a long time.

"You are so beautiful," as I touch her face with my hand. I see a look in her eyes, of fire. Her body is speaking for her, as mine is being with her.

 

[The GrandMage]

The Servant

He watched her go, and looked about him. He turned to the bar, and got himself a drink. He downed it quickly, and shook himsel. "C'mon, get a hold of yourself," he said to himself. "What do you ever plan to do if you don't take the initiative?"

He glanced around at everyone he could she, and shook his head. He supposed he never really realized how much time he spent alone. The way everything was just so,....casual. It was odd. He looked in the way the librarian had gone, and sat down, getting himself another drink.

"What do I ever plan to do indeed?"

 

[intriguess]

Queen Violet

It was a heady mix as Sam's body moved between us, or perhaps we moved up, I could not really tell as our mouths met, tongues playing between lips. I could feel my hips straddling his strong thigh and knew Liberty adorned his other leg as we shared kisses and touches. I smiled between gasps, one hand caressing a soft spot of the back of Sam's neck, the other roaming from his torso so Liberty's and back again. We were pressed tightly together and I shifted so that his cock was trapped between my soft hip and Liberty's. I enjoyed the feel of the hard shaft pressed into my soft skin as her hands wandered down my body. I glanced at her as her fingers delved into my wetness, teasing with her fingertips. Only to bring them to our lips. I suck one finger tip, slowly teasing the warm skin, feeling Sam take the other. Then a kiss is shared again and I whisper something about sharing every taste, as I look for Sam to reply.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Uncle Sam

Violet's whisper was almost inaudible...or was my hearing impared by the rush of blood through my entire body. She said something about sharing every taste. With Violet's taste on my lips...placed there by Liberty's fingers, I slipped my hand between my leg and Liberty. She had been unabashedly humping my leg for minutes, grinding her pussy on my thigh. My fingers found her soft lips and I allowed one digit to penetrate the soft folds....the heat burning my finger like a hot flame. As we became more and more aroused, I brought the dripping digit to my mouth - tasted - and then ran it along both their lips.

"We will share everything milady, taste, touch, smell........"

Then, lithe as a panther, I rose and sprang over Liberty, so that she was between us once again. Her back was pressed against me as I felt my cock slip between her legs. My hands encircled Violet and I pulled her...almost forcibly against Liberty. Liberty had become the center of a sandwich. I moved my head and kissed her...hard. As I did I glanced up toward the ceiling and saw, dimly in the candlelight, a mirror attached to the ceiling. The sight of our naked bodies...writhing in passion on the bed was a new experience. It was as though I was a voyeur - an out of body experience- watching other people making love...but I was there. My cock was still like a steel rod....sticking straight out. I wiggled my hips. I felt my shaft sliding over Liberty's lips....juices soaking it.

I let one of my hands that had pulled Violet toward us to stray. I loved the soft curve of her ass. I explored the crack...and then, slipped my hand further.....caressing her soft lips...lips that were as dripping wet as Liberty's...................

 

[Rockingham]

Jordan gasped aloud, feeling her hair carressing his cock. She moved with precision, someone who aligned herself with the dance, as well as with the desire that fueled her. He found himself watching her, the beauty of her movements, the desire that seemed to carress each other through the skin where they touched.

He burned inside. A feeling that he had no control over. Nor did he want control. He only wanted passion, pure and unchecked that swelled within her, and threatened to do so with him as well.

He held her close to him as she stood up once again. A ense to thrill and excite her all of a sudden coming into him. There were thoughts, deep tantric thoughts, but he let those pass for now. His intent was to simply tease her, until she gave into him.

He did not want to control her urges, he wanted her to lose control herself.

A simple game, and yet complicated in its own right. For even now, he himself felt nearly over the edge.

Pure will kept him at bay.

He held her to him, her back pressed against him. For a moment he let them both stay in this position, feeling his own erection protruding upon her back, and his own front. It felt like a hot poker between them, but something more erotic than anything he had felt.

His hands came down to life up her dress. He didn't undress her, just moved aside the needless fabric for a moment, providing him better access.

His cock moved from its chained position, between their bodies, down lower. Lower to where he could feel the heat from her own sex protrude.

He moved against her. As he did, his cock slid across her sex. He didn't move aside the thong that kept her unbroken from him, and the result was him sliding up and down her moistening lips. She felt every inch of him through the sheer fabric, but he never entered her.

The thought, while dangerously whipping through his mind, had also been kept at bay.

He wanted her to feel him, just enough. As she teased his sex, he would do the same, but like any other game, he felt it best to up the anty just a little.

For the next few minute, still in tune with the music, he grinded against her, sliding up and down. His lips came in contact with her neck, just for a moment, before he slipped away from her, the dress sliding back into place.

Like a double take the erotic scene ended, replaced now with two fluttering hearts and wild eyes that looked at each other. Jordan couldn't help but hold her in his arms once more, dancing with the music.

Enthralling with the music.

 

[MissTaken]

Fire Goddess

Kaylie moaned as the lenght of his sex massaged her mound.

She was winning, or was she?

IT took all of her willpower not to bend over and offer him full access to her , to beg him to penetrate her, fuck her as the wild, wanton being she was this eve.

Instead, his cock caressed her lips, she slid her hand beneath her skirt and lifted it, exposing the thong to the anyone who may be watching.

Her finger slid below the thong and gently, began pulling it against her bud, rythmically in time with the music.

She shuddered at the assault on her senses.

Sliding her index finger inside her moist, wetness, she could feel her cunt contracting against it. Quickly she withdrew the finger.

As Jordan lowered his lips to her neck, she turned with a twinkle in her eye, and offered her finger. Together they licked the moisture from it, their tongues meeting, their lips touching, as they shared her sweetness.

But could she win this game?

Hmmmmmmm

 

[Merelan]

I ma beautiful? It is she that is beauty.

The music pulls and we press against each other. Hands no longer entwined but running up each others back. I twine fingers into her hair and pull her close.
Meeting her eyes, will she? Yes. I see the desire in her. Lowering closer till our lips barely brush, licking out my tongue for a quick sweet taste.

Pressing my nipples, so hard, so hurting against her. Racking nails down her back as I slowly pull away. Dipping her suddenly down, and losing control. We start to slip, and only barely can I keep her up. Giggling I blush.