Author's Note: This is my Thirty-Third story. I owe the idea for this series to my good friend and fellow writer, EddyFox and the helpful editing to EddyFox and Shady_Lady. If you want to know how this all began, please read Chapters 1 and 2 and keep an eye out for Chapter 4. And now, on with the story...I hope you enjoy it and please remember that all feedback is greatly appreciated!
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I moved my leg so my knee was gently pressing against his crotch. I heard him moan and felt his cock through his slacks. He was hard and ready for me and felt big enough to make me smile.
"I think I'll find out now. No intercourse doesn't mean that we both can't have some fun tonight. How about a little mutual masturbation? That way I can see this cock of yours and you can see my tits and legs, and we can both cum and I don't have to worry about raping you."
His hips pressed against my knee and he laughed a deep, masculine laugh, "I'm not sure who would be the rape-er and who would be the rape-ee since you can't rape the willing and we both seem pretty damn willing!"
I laughed and moved away from his body and tossed half the pillows against the foot of the bed. We'd both left our dress jackets at the front door, which left me in my blouse, bra and skirt plus my thigh highs. "I've got 5 articles of clothing on...how about you?"
David got my idea with the pillows and began positioning them so he could prop himself against the footboard comfortably. "Umm...4...6 if you include each sock."
I sat up in the middle of the bed and motioned for him to sit directly in front of me. "Okay then...so you've got 4 articles of clothing and 2 socks...I've got 3 articles of clothing and 2 thigh-highs. I say you loose an article of clothing and the socks and then you get to take off my thigh highs."
David all but ripped off his dark blue dress shirt, leaving him in a very thin, tight fitting black under shirt, and threw his socks against the wall. Then he put his hands on my ankles and began slowly moving his hands higher and higher until he reached the hem of my pencil skirt. The skit fit tight against the tops of my calves and he had to settle for forcing his hands up the skirt because he couldn't just lift it. He reached the tops of my thigh highs and slipped his fingers into the bands.
"How fond are you of these?"
"Mmm...if your thinking what I'm thinking go for it hun, they are a dime a dozen"
He did what I'd hoped...he pulled them down, tearing the thin fabric as he went. He pulled them off my feet and threw them against the wall to join his shirt and socks.
"Mmm...now your undershirt." He pulled it up over his head, tossing it aside. I then began unbuttoning my blouse and tugging it out of the skirt. I demurely dropped it beside the bed and let him drink in the sight of me in the bra and skirt before ordering him to take his pants off.
He stood beside the bed and unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the ground, stepping out of them as he came back to the bed. He looked at me with lust in his eyes...then confusion.
"Wait a second. You said you only had 5 articles of clothing on!"
I grinned impishly at him, "I did. All I have left is my skirt and bra. I took the underwear off in the kitchen when I went back to get the tea. They were all wet anyways and I'd hoped I wouldn't be needing them on for much longer." Lust flew across his eyes as the information sunk in.
"So, which would you like next David? My bra or skirt?"
"I don't know...that's like asking a starving man if he wants chicken or fish!" His eyes flickered between the hem of my skirt and the exposed tops of my breasts. "Um...bra I think." He said finally.
I reached behind me and unclasped the bra, but hugged it to my body so it didn't fall away immediately. I put my hand to one strap and slowly slid it down off my shoulder, then did the same to the other before pulling the bra away from my body and exposing my plentiful 40D tits to him.
He was practically salivating and I could see a generous tent growing in his black boxers. His hand moved seemingly of its own volition, towards my exposed tits and I pulled back slightly, bringing him back to himself. "Shorts...off...now....let me see that cock David."
I don't think I've ever seen a man's boxers come off so fast in my life! The cock they revealed was built perfectly for my deep, tight pussy. He was about 8 or 9 inches long and about an inch and a half thick with throbbing veins running up and down the length of his hard, circumcised cock. His balls were average sized and his pubic hair was neatly trimmed.
My mouth salivated and this time it was I who instinctively moved forwards. I felt his hand on my shoulder and realized what I'd done and blushed slightly. "Now I think its time for the skirt to come off." He said in a low, husky voice.
I stood up and reached behind me to unzip the skirt. I turned away from David and slowly shimmied out of the tight skirt. I stood there fully naked with my back to him so he could see the swell of my hips, the round firmness of my ass and the strength in my thighs and calves. I turned around to face him and his eyes slowly moved down my body from my face, to linger over my bountiful tits, down my stomach, over my hips to my cleanly shaven pussy and firm thighs.
David stared at my body and finally his eyes moved up to meet mine, "If you don't lay down and start touching yourself I won't be able to resist doing it for you much longer."
I giggled as I hopped into the bed and reclined against the pillows, then watched as David did the same.
I ran my hand across my collarbone down to cup one breast and began rolling nipple between my fingers. David's eyes were glued to the hand on my breast and he just sat watching me.
"This isn't just about me touching myself you know. I want to watch you stroke your cock for me. Show me how you like to be touched, tease yourself for me."
His hand moved to his cock and he gripped it by the base and squeezed slightly before he began slowly moving his hand up and down over the shaft of his cock.
I released my breast and leaned over to open the bedside table and pulled out some lube. I moved onto my hands and knees in front of David and kissed his chest and flicked my tongue over his nipple as I opened the bottle and drizzled some of the lube over the head of his cock and watched up close as he smoothed it over his hard cock.