1. Twisting On The Gallows Pole


    Date: 11/17/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    but not this. It was a quarter-cup, nothing more than strip of lace and underwire separating and lifting my breasts without covering any more than the undersides. It rounded and swelled the tops and sides, leaving the nipples fully exposed; like the stockings and the panties – which he hadn’t noticed yet – they were part of a set that was designed to be left on for lovemaking. “Oh good lord,” he whispered, his hands still on my shoulders, but his eyes now greedily drank in the full curves of my breasts. My nipples hardened and stood proud as I anticipated the thrill of his touch. “You are extraordinary.” “That’s nice,” I smiled. “Shirt and pants, Sir.” “Huh?” his gaze returned reluctantly to my eyes. “You abandoned your spots and you touched me. Two fouls. Shirt and pants.” He hadn’t yet noticed that my panties were crotchless, but it was starting register that having me in my underwear was actually a preferred scenario to being naked – and the sooner he was naked, the sooner he could enjoy the new pleasures that my underwear offered. I watched him remove his trousers first as I kicked my dress aside, his cock long and hard and straining uncomfortably halfway down the leg of his lycra shorts. I resumed my position on the Twister mat as he opened his shirt and pulled it back from the hard, ropy muscles of his chest. I crouched down on the Twister mat with my knees apart, waiting for him to notice my pussy peeking out through the window in my panties. They weren’t the ...
    French-knickers style, with loose legs and a long slit that always reminds me of men’s Y-front briefs; they were bikini style, close fitting and curve-hugging. The crotch wasn’t slitted; it was an open oval shape, embroidered around the edge to frame and display the vagina. Everything about this ensemble was designed not to cover and hide, but to present and enhance the female form so that it can be enjoyed both physically and visually. As he crouched back down, his eyes registered the contrast between my shaved labia and the white lace. They flicked downwards, blinked and widened as he hitched another breath. I was pleased to see his cock throb and strain under his shorts as a small dark stain of pre-cum formed on the leg. “Problem,” I asked, smiling at him. “You’ve put a lot of thought into this, haven’t you,” he said, very seriously. “Of course,” I replied, touched that he noticed. “Maybe we can find a way for you to return the favour. Spin!” “ Left hand, yellow ,” said the phone. ~~~ The game had changed to one of cat and mouse; he spent the next dozen or so moves chasing me around the mat, trying to engineer positions that brought us into erotic contact. As part of the game, I tried to keep away from him, but finally I was forced into taking a spot that placed a breast right in front of his lips. Without hesitation, he took the hard nipple between his lips, kissing it and softly sucking it, lighting up little sparks of excitement as I felt his tongue glide over the sensitive tip ...
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