Happy 50th Week My Sexy Saturday!
Make Sexy ~ @MySexySaturday #MSS50 #Saturday7
Welcome to the 50th week of My Sexy Saturday.
This week is all about making sexy.
Make sexy can mean a variety of things. It can mean making love or making the one you love feel sexy. It can be a single person, a loving couple or a polyamorous group determined to make sure everyone feels loved and wanted.
This week's snip comes from MFF ménage Streetlight People
The bed dipped with Toni’s weight and I felt her body spoon against my side—and Street’s too, since he was mostly on top of me. I felt her warm breath on my skin and I tensed. “It’s okay, baby,” Street soothed. “It’s gonna feel so good.”
But I wasn’t scared anymore. I tensed, more in anticipation than fear. And the only thought that kept running through my head was that I wouldn’t be able to stand it. I might not get the chance to enjoy it at all. I was so turned on. I was so hot. My cunt was already on fire and eager, nerve endings rippling with the electricity of what was to come.
They worked in tandem, as if they’d choreographed it, or it was practised. I remembered Street saying that Toni had picked me. Did that mean they did this often? Just picked up some stranger on the street corner and took them home to play with? I didn’t want to think about that right now. I’d think on it later, when there weren’t two different tongues laving my nipples.
I looked down at them. Toni flicked my right nipple with her delicate pink tongue, while Street lapped at the left, his caress not as soft but just as arousing. They made eye contact and seemed to communicate silently, making their tongues do exactly the same tormenting, slow circuit, followed by a rapid flicking rhythm that had me teetering on the edge of a major orgasm. My hips moved of their own accord, twisting and grinding under Street’s hard body.
All of a sudden they stopped licking me and I watched as their heads drew together. Their lips met and I looked on as their tongues began to tangle.
I gasped at being left hanging, needing, wanting. Just as quickly, as if with one mind, they broke apart and licked a path softly, teasingly, down my stomach. My belly clenched and shuddered in response. I fell back onto the pillow and closed my eyes against the violent need snaking through me. One of them paused at my belly button and teased it maddeningly, giving me a preview of what I might expect on my burning clit—if they ever got that far. I just might explode at the thought of it before they’d even travelled that short distance.
The snap on my jeans was released for the second time tonight and one of them unzipped me. I lifted my hips and they stripped me of my jeans and panties. I was completely naked now. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but thought I would die if we stopped now.
Have a Sexy Saturday!