1. From the Mists


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: MissFrottage, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    his furs which feel in a heap around him. She unclasped her apron and let the fabric slip against her curves to the floor. She started loosening the laces of her shift slowly. Her eyes challenged his own, waiting for his next move. She slipped the thread out of each eyelet one by one. Letting the neck of her dress slowly open, widening the sliver of skin to expose more and more of her breastbone. The string fell to the floor beside her. He knelt in front of her and ran his hands over the curves of her breasts teasing the fabric against her skin. He ran his tongue over her erect nipple through the weave of the cloth and teased it between his teeth. She bit her lip and slipped her fingers through his hair, guiding his face across to her other breast. He pulled back slightly and grasped at the collar of her dress and tore it down the middle, roughly pushing it off her shoulders. He admired her body. Her gleaming pale skin, firm tight breasts and slender waist. Her skin smelled warm and wild. Her sex smelled hot and sweet. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright. She dipped her fingers between her legs and brought them to his lips and he tasted her. He slid his hands over her body and pushed her down onto the bed in front of him. She widened her knees and pulled him in between her legs. He brushed his lips up and down her thighs trailing the roughness of his lips and beard against her skin. He breathed onto her sex, tasting her through the inch of air between his lips and ...
    hers. He ran his fingers along the tips of her folds and held them apart as his tongue teased at her sticky flesh. Her breath came in shallow gasps and he swirled his tongue in circles around that secret part of her sex that gave her so much pleasure. He knew how to control her body, bringing her to the brink of release and keeping her there- taunting her. She moaned and gasped while her fingers clutched at the blankets and furs around her. Her whole body ached in tension and anticipation. After letting her squirm and buck against him, he began to suck on the hidden button in her sex. It was all she needed, and she cried out uncontrollably, her entire body shaking in ecstasy. The quivering in her body lingered and it took her a moment to regain any feeling of strength in her limbs. She started to prop herself onto her elbows but he had already climbed over her and lifted her into the center of their bed. "I am not finished with you yet," he grinned. She threw her head back and smiled, "Oh no?" He knelt above her and lifted his shirt over his head, exposing his broad chest and well-muscled arms. She traced her fingertips over the scars she did not recognize. He came in to kiss her softly at first, his breath made sweet by her. She bit against his lip and began to fumble for the lacing of his breeches. She smiled as she heard his breath catch as her hands ran over his manhood. She kissed his shoulders and his chest, tasting the salt of the sea mixed with the salt of the man. His ...