by Alisa Easton
When he straightened to reclaim her mouth, her hands sought his belt. She fumbled with uncertainty and hoped that her lack of experience wasn't obvious as she managed to unfasten him and release the button. His hands cupped her behind as she lowered the zipper, her fingers brushing lightly against the rigid form straining against his underwear. His pants dropped loosely down to his knees leaving him in only his shirt and a pair of boxers with an impressive tent. She cupped him lightly and he groaned against her while simultaneously crushing his pelvis into hers.
Dropping to his knees, his hands smoothed down the length of her bare thighs making her body quiver in anticipation. She'd almost completely forgotten the couple in the bed, their moans and movements only adding to the heightened sensation she felt when her own companion's tongue slid into her belly button until her knees threatened to give in. He stroked her inner thigh from the back of her knee all the way to the wetness between her legs, lingering just long enough to make her shudder as his fingertips stroked her through her panties.
"Are you sure?" he asked as he lowered his face to inhale her musky scent.
There was no more question. Her need overpowered her ability for rational thought and the longer she spent in this enclosed space with him, the less control she exhibited over her own thoughts and behavior. Without answering, she reached down and shoved her panties to her knees, lifting one leg at a time to remove them as they continued their descent down her legs. She was left with his warm breath only inches away from the most intimate part of her body and she couldn't fathom not feeling the tender caress of his tongue explore her crevices. She sighed as he lifted one of her legs and hooked it over his shoulder, opening her body to him. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud sending electrical currents coursing through her. He treated her as a delicacy to be savored, darting in and out of her opening as he held her firmly in place. She threaded her fingers through his hair and tried desperately not to make a sound no matter the amount of pleasure that possessed her body. Just when she felt as though she couldn't take any more, he inserted one finger and stroked her inner walls while he continued to lick and nibble her from the outside.
So desperately she wanted to tear the mask from his face and look into the eyes of the man who pleased her body so expertly but part of the magic of this moment was the anonymity between them. She could imagine he was anyone. He inserted a second finger and she stifled a moan as the waves of pleasure began to tear through her.
"I need to fuck you," he whispered as he kissed his way back up the length of her glistening, hot flesh. She could barely catch her breath. She felt him bend down to find his pants and a part of her seized in panic, afraid that she'd somehow offended him by not responding quickly enough.
"Please," she whispered.
A quick peek between the slats of the door confirmed that the other two had already culminated in erotic bliss and lay listless but happy in each other's arms. Jenna stroked the length of her companion's flat abdomen and kissed his nose. Clara felt a swell of emotion. She suspected that this wasn't the first time Jenna had enjoyed the company of this particular man and she wondered why she'd never heard anything about him before. She was about to reach down to gather her dress when her own companion pinned her to the wall taking both her arms easily in one hand and extending them over her head. For a moment Clara thought that Jenna's eyes looked knowingly at the closet door but surely it was only her imagination.
Instantly, Clara's body responded to the pressure of Adam's touch, flushing with renewed desire as he took his mouth against hers and kissed deeply. She hadn't even noticed the tear of the condom package but he used his free hand now to sheathe his erection. Clara attempted to tug her arms free but he was much stronger than she'd realized and he managed to hold her in place with little effort.
He cupped her sex, considerably less gentle now, letting his fingers slide between the slippery folds before grazing her inner thigh and pinning her leg around his waist.
"Oh god," she whispered as she felt him ease into her, stretching and filling her to capacity. He took her other leg and wrapped it around his waist, fully supporting her weight as he let go of her wrists and gripped her behind with both of his hands.
There was little else that Clara could do than hold on. She opened her body to him completely, allowing him to take her fast and hard, reveling in the fact that he was using her body for his own pleasure now. In and out he continued to fill her until she lost all sense of where they were. All that mattered was his body moving against hers and the fact that he never let go. She'd never felt anything quite like it and although she wasn't experienced, she knew that he had a natural ability to give pleasure as much as he took it. Already, she could feel the tension of her muscles as her body prepared for what promised to be another blinding orgasm. She gripped his strong shoulders to brace herself while his body tensed in response.
He grunted and groaned as he took her faster, urging them both closer to the finish. Clara wondered why she'd ever shunned away from feeling the pure primal bliss that sex offered. All the years she'd stayed on the sidelines while Jenna bragged of her latest conquest, she had never truly understood what she was missing out on. No more, she thought, as her nails dug into his flesh and ripped across his back. She couldn't hold it back any longer. She let out a loud moan as Adam managed to hit her most sensitive spots and create a tidal wave of ecstasy between them. She was so close to what she knew would be one of the biggest releases she'd ever experienced.
She smoothed wayward hair from her sweaty face aware only of their panting in the darkness until suddenly the light invaded their private retreat.
"What the ...?"
Clara gasped and slipped out of Adam's arms, fumbling for anything to cover her naked flesh. Jenna stood with the closet door open, a look of surprise showing through the mask, and her beautiful blonde hair a swirling mess around her head after her own exertions.
"It's not what it looks like," Clara mumbled. Her companion held her protectively behind him covering his privates with a blouse he'd grabbed from a hanger.
"Oh really?" Jenna did not sound convinced, "And you were watching us?"
Clara thought she might die from embarrassment. She didn't know if Jenna recognized her or not but if she did, she feared the friendship would not survive the evening.
"Well, isn't this cozy," Jenna's lover commented, "Come out and join us. Can I get you a drink?"
Feeling no need to dress, the man walked around to a counter where he poured them each a fresh drink. As though nothing unusual had happened, he walked over to the closet and offered one to Clara. Not knowing what else to do, she took the drink.
"Clara?" Jenna whispered, leaning in close.
"I'm so sorry," Clara mumbled in response.
"Well, well, I'll be." Jenna looked from Clara to her companion and back to Clara again assessing the situation, "I never realized what a naughty little girl you really were. Always pretending to be so innocent."
"I never meant to watch."
"But you did anyway. So tell me, did you enjoy it?"
Clara felt her face flush. Her body still burned with arousal. She'd been so close and although she'd never admit to Jenna how much watching her had affected her, she didn't need to. Jenna could see it in her eyes and Clara knew by the way she assessed her naked body, that she liked the fact that she'd been watched.
Jenna took Clara by her free hand and coaxed her out of the closet. Determined to preserve her modesty, Clara didn't let go of the dress she'd managed to pull from a hanger in the process. It did little, however to hide her as she moved into the light of the room. Jenna's friend came up behind her putting his hands on her shoulder and stroking lightly.
"Clara, this is my good friend, Jacob," Jenna said indicating the man standing behind her, "He owns this house."
"Oh my goodness, I ..."
"Nice to meet you," he interrupted and then he lowered his face to Clara's and gave her a sensual kiss. Despite all her
efforts to remain composed, Clara felt the need in her core rekindle.
"You have a beautiful home," she said trying to regain her composure once he'd let go.
"Thank you." He moved around behind Clara and caressed her breast, squeezing it with warm hands. His other hand stroked her belly and grazed the upper region of her pubic hair.
"Oh!" Clara squealed as he reached down and slipped a finger between the folds of her sex. There was no pretending that his touch did not affect her as he glided easily through the slippery wetness.
"You are lovely."
Clara tried to pull away from him but he only pulled her closer to his body as his erection pressed into her backside. She closed her eyes waiting for the moment to end, still toggling between uncertainty and incredible desire. Jenna closed in, pressing soft wet lips against Clara's and parting her mouth with her tongue. Clara had never kissed another woman before and the feeling overwhelmed her senses. She wanted to tell Jenna to stop but the reality was that she'd wanted this from the moment that she saw her friend stretched out naked on the bed. Maybe she'd always wanted it. She couldn't remember anymore.
Her wildest fantasies, Adam had promised her when they met and although she'd never admitted to having any, this certainly would top that list if she did.
"You like that, don't you, Clara?" Jenna asked. Jenna caressed Clara's arms from top to bottom and then back up again, massaging her shoulders, and gliding with purpose toward exposed breasts after Jacob pulled away the cover to reveal Clara's body. Jenna stooped to take Clara's nipple into her mouth, sucking gently at first and then slightly harder until Clara moaned. Once she was satisfied with the attention she'd given to one side, she moved to the other breast and repeated the motions. Now Clara needed the support that Jacob offered her so that she did not simply collapse from the pleasure that Jenna offered her body.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself looking into Adam's eyes who had taken the liberty to join them, positioning himself behind Jenna so that he could kiss and nibble the back of her neck and grasp her nipples, pinching them between his fingers.
Clara tilted her head back until it rested on Jacob's shoulder and allowed him to begin kissing and manipulating her in a similar fashion while he watched Adam with Jenna mirroring Adam's movements. Just when Clara believed that they had simply swapped sexual partners, Jenna turned in Adam's arms and suggested in a loud whisper against his ear that Adam help guide her in teasing and driving Clara wild. Adam agreed readily.
Jacob sat on the bed, pulling Clara down to sit on his lap with her back firm against his chest. He took her arms and held them up around his neck accentuating her breasts. Then, he used his feet to force her legs open for Jenna and Adam's amusement.
Adam took one side, kissing and licking her right ear and neck while Jenna took the left side. Clara struggled but her movements increased Jacob's arousal, his thick shaft pressing insistently against her behind when she wiggled.
Adam and Jenna met in the middle, each taking one of Clara's breasts as they continued their beautiful assault on her body. Clara felt wet beyond any previous experience. She moaned, feeling the wetness seep between her legs desperate for attention and release. Adam and Jenna put one hand on each thigh and spread her legs open even farther, stretching her until they could easily take turns diving between her legs and licking the moisture that pooled there. First it was Adam, his tongue lapping greedily at her sensitive bud. Then he moved aside to allow Jenna's tongue to caress the slick crevices of her folds while Jenna simultaneously reached underneath to stroke Jacob's length.
Jacob moved his hips in rhythm with Jenna's manipulations forcing Clara to bounce in his lap as her two lovers continued to take their turn with her while Jacob kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples to work her into an even bigger frenzy. Clara closed her eyes panting wildly as her body inched closer to the ultimate release, surely the biggest that she would ever experience. Jenna eased Jacob's shaft into Clara's opening making her gasp with the sudden fullness. Jacob grunted and increased his thrusts.
Clara collapsed against Jacob's heaving chest as their bodies moved together and Jenna's tongue licked and sucked Clara's sensitive bud. Adam, in the meantime, repositioned himself behind Jenna, taking advantage of the fact that the woman was on all fours, easing into her as he watched the others pleasure Clara. Clara watched Adam pound into Jenna through half closed lids hardly believing that she, of all people, was in the midst of such intense erotic bliss. When the orgasm finally hit, she screamed out as wave after wave of intensity overtook her.
After a few moments, Clara climbed off Jacob's lap and stretched out lazily in the bed intending to rest and simply watch Adam and Jenna continue to play. Jacob settled in beside her and wrapped his arms around her in a gentle embrace. He kissed her tenderly at first and then with more purpose until finally, she pushed him onto his back and climbed on top, already eager to feel his length penetrate deep inside once more. Jacob clearly hadn't been expecting her to take control. He stared at her swinging breasts with wide eyes, licking his lips, and accommodating the quick pace that she set as she was determined to squeeze from him all the pleasure that she could manage.
Adam sidled in behind Clara making her gasp in surprise as she felt his shaft graze her behind. He was so close that he could have slipped inside at any moment. Nonetheless, Clara did not stop. Adam bent her head to one side as he kissed her neck and massaged her breasts, tweaking her nipples as he did and pushing her to the edge of another big climax.
By the time Jacob lost control and succumbed to his orgasm, Adam helped maneuver Clara onto her back, spread her thighs wide, and quickly took her hard and fast. Clara didn't have the strength to resist even if she'd wanted to. She gave in to the overwhelming sensations as this second lover possessed her body and ravaged her until finally her muscles clenched around him and she gave in to yet another orgasm, pushing Adam over the edge with her. They collapsed together, breathless, glistening with sweat, and completely satisfied.
**
"Well, well, well," Jenna said stretching out beside Clara as the two girls rested alone, "I always hoped you and I would do something like this together one day but I never thought in a million years that it would ever happen."
"You wanted this?" Clara said through a sleepy haze.
"Yes, Honey," Jenna said kissing Clara gently, "I've always wanted you."
"I don't understand."
"After tonight, my feelings for you shouldn't be a mystery."
"I never knew."
"But you felt it too. I know you did."
"Yes," Clara agreed, knowing it was pointless to hide any longer.
"You naughty girl having sex in a bedroom closet while watching us."
"I never meant to watch. I never meant for any of this to happen but I'm glad that it did."
"You needed it," Jenna said simply, "You needed this one night where you could hide behind the mask and let go of your inhibitions. You needed to feel free. You needed it so much more than I even realized."
Clara couldn't deny that it was true. She finally felt free and alive in a way she could have never imagined. She lay in silence replaying the evening in her head, remembering the way she'd allow the strangers to touch her, feeling her skin burn again at the memory of what they'd managed to evoke inside her.
Clara Castinette had been accused of many things but daring had never been one of them. But now, something had changed and as she dressed and headed home, she knew that she could never turn back. The old Clara had disappeared behind the mask and a new Clara had emerged, no longer feeling the need to hide behind a disguise.
Convinced that her body would soon forget the pleasures she'd known at the masquerade ball, she tried to go about her day-to-day activities putting Adam and Jacob out of her mind but she soon realized that the longer she went without their touch, the more her body craved it. Finally one morning after she showered, she picked up her phone and dialed Jenna's number.
"
I need to do it again," Clara said, her throat dry and husky as she finally succumbed to the need that claimed her deep inside. Jenna didn't sound the least bit surprised.
"I was starting to think you'd never call. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since that night."
"Me either," Clara admitted as arousal filled her body at Jenna's admission.
"I would like to see you."
"Be here in an hour," Clara said.
"I will be there as soon as I call Jacob and arrange for a little fun this weekend."
Clara hung up the phone feeling the flurry of butterflies in her stomach. She could no longer look at Jenna as only a friend but this thought didn't scare her the way she'd expected it would. Instead, she felt invigorated and ready to embrace everything the future may bring. She peeled off her clothes and sank into her large four poster bed knowing that Jenna would let herself in.
**
Alisa began her writing career hoping to touch someone, somewhere with her words. If this is not the case, then she will settle for knowing that someone, somewhere is touching herself while sharing her erotic fantasies.
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