Bare All - part two.

'Time ladies and gentlemen' a voice called out. The crowd started to make for the huge glass door at the front of the shop. I was being shoved left right and centre as they brushed past me. I caught one man's elbow as he pushed his way toward the woman. Embracing her in his arms he kissed her quickly on both cheeks then one last kiss on her lips. 'Goodbye my sweet Madison I've had a ball today.. your works are sublime.' And with that he turned and left. I was soon the only one left standing in the shop. I was just about to grab my coat and walk away when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned. 'And where do you think you're going?' I felt the heat rise in my face a sudden rush of desire in my pussie.' I thought the show was over?' Madison walked around to face me she ran her index long red painted finger nail slowly down the side of my face poising at the entrance to my mouth. Her tongue sliding with accurate ease the length of her shiny red painted lips. 'Shhhhh... not another word.' She slid her hand into the grasp of mine and led the way to the back of the shop. Click click and the shop lights went out. Four digits on a security box a red light the doors automatically locked and we left. Up a set of stairs a long a narrow corridor low ceiling;I hit my head on more than one occasion but I didn't squeal just winced a bit. Obvious from the noise she glanced at me, 'You OK?' The pain taking away my laugh my expression diminished.. 'yeah not too bad.' Final destination. Through a solid oak door into a large open plan room. Floor to ceiling curtains draped in luscious deep purple. 'Here we are at last.. drink darling?' She walked towards a huge refrigerator sitting proud in the corner of the room. The clunking noise of her high heels against the softness of the solid oak floor. pulled the door open and took out of bottle of Champagne grabbed to glasses. My eyes scanned the room easels strewn every where, the smell of paint clung to the atmosphere. Two red leather chairs- an occasion table here and there, numerous books about every country scattered on shelves. A large vase of black Orchids placed in the centre of a round table. The room was hot. I started to feel dizzy. The chink of glasses, Madison stopped me from stumbling as she handed me one. 'I .... I feel kind of dizzy.' I missed my step and fell full length on to the wooden floor. Laughing uncontrollably she straddled my body. I could see right up her thighs, the out line of her breasts. The shadow of her shoulders. She bent down still holding the glasses, put them aside, knelt down, eventually lying down along the full length of me her elbows either side of my head. the increased desire to kiss her was unbearable. I felt the vibration of her heart dancing in her chest. I moved my legs;she slid between them. 'Well.. what do we have here?' I lay perfectly still my breasts brushed against the inside of my shirt. My arms lay relaxed beside my body not sure what to do next. 'What would you like to next?' She asked. I looked straight into her green eyes she looked back into mine. My hands found the sexy curve of her plump little ass. The tightness of the fabric outlining every inch of flesh restrained from harm locked away ,hidden. Italian jeans with a zipper down the side for easy access. Carefully my finger and thumb trace the out line of the metal zipper lifting the tab her eyes seemed to hypnotise me my breathing becoming heavier, hers becoming laboured. She leaned forward easing the weight off me, my other hand slides down the front of her groin. She sinks her teeth into my top lip letting out a soft muffled moan. A sharp intake of breath escapes her hold. She takes the weight on her knees. Pulling herself up. My left hand finds her heaven. I slide one finger then two deep into the moist folds of her labia. My other hand pulling the fabric down over her Italian ass. She sits up rips her shirt off and releases her beautiful juicy breasts. I follow her every move pealing off my shirt undoing my black leather jeans just to the waist. Discarding her jeans, I roll her over straddling her body. With gentle kisses I trace the length of her stomach poising at each breast. Taking each nipple in turn into my mouth, rolling it around, flicking it from left to right, blowing cool air on them.. gently teasing her. Running my hands through her shiny black locks. Pinning her to the floor. Goose bumps engulf her flesh. She tastes Divine. She arches her spine, her ribs enhanced as she inhales. Her nipples ..erect buds of naughtiness. My hand shaking, I find the top of her lace panties. Her pubic hair neatly trimmed, dark and full of mystery.
The scent of this Italian beauty. I look up at her. She is lost in abandonment. I resume my place of duty. Bending her knees sliding further down her thighs my tongue dances with the unknown. With this hidden jewel. Her scent is driving me to distraction. Licking the out line of her sex, chewing her flesh beneath the fabric of her existence. Her hands massage my head, one hand reaches up and our hands entwine.
She pulls me up with her other hand, our mouths engage in rough kissing, she can taste me on my fingers, I can feel her in my heart. We pull ourselves to sitting position against the wall. The sudden cold hitting my skin. I shudder. Our breasts bouncing. She bends down taking my nipples into her mouth, she fingers my clit, the sensations taking me higher. My hand finds her clit, warm juicy...wanting. Mutual masturbation. We kiss hard, she bites my face, I wince with pain, suck the blood away. 'Oh my god....' I feel the want, the need to cry out, my orgasm building like a steam train. Reaching out I grab a handful of her hair, she screams. I stare at her with total abandonment, my hand still buried in her clit, hers in mine. I cannot continue to kiss as the force of my orgasm drives me over the ......'Ohh.....' 'No....yesssss...Oh myyy godddddd' I hold on or all eternity, my legs shake with such force I feel I'm going die. My hand frantically rubbing her clit she too it coming, but I've lost control. We are coming. My legs tighten around her hand-trapped in my hole. Mouths apart, she slaps my face stopping as she slams her finger into my mouth, her sharp nails piercing my skin as the full force of the orgasm tear through our souls. Gyrating thrashing about as though we are fitting. She is lost but we are found. 'Oh you beautiful woman..' A whisper escapes her whithering body. After shocks still rape her. The full force of our lovemaking leaving me exhausted, legs twitching, muscles cramped. Our bodies drizzled in dew. Cold now, tired.. We slide down the wall on to the shag pile carpet. My knees still flickering. My clit in need of some more... I touch myself briefly. Finger tip on swollen clit and I'm coming again, only with more force this time. I cry out 'ARGHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...tears stream down my face, my body convulsing. Madison wraps her arms so tightly against me I fear I will suffocate. I lie silently weeping like a lost child. My face stained with spent tears, my nipples ache from temptations gone.

Speed Demon

The sky was painted black. The sun was hot upon my back. I climbed upon my trusted steed, with the wind in my face, I smiled. Turned the ignition, the engine burst into life... with a delicate throb between my thighs, I rode off into the sun. It wasn't long before I was speeding down the free way, not a care in my head. I felt the tickle of my mobile in my leather jeans pocket. Checking my mirror, I indicated and pulled into the to road, knocked her into neutral and slowed to a stop. I had one message on my phone.. it read ' I'm ready and waiting for a ride, pick me up at 10'clock,-I'll be waiting in the usual place, don't be late.' The heat of the throbbing engine rose between my thighs, I smiled and chuckled to myself. I have a hot date with a woman. The sun was rising in the sky, the heat was rising in my groin. I checked my watch, 9.58a.m, I pulled into the lay by and sure enough you were there, waiting for me. I smiled beneath my visor, put her into neutral and brought her to a rest, kicked down my side stand. Nervous of what was to come, the anticipation warming my flesh. ' Hi ' I grinned at you. I dismounted the bike, turned to face you. Your black leather trousers fitted you s tightly I could've sworn they were painted on, touching every inch of your fit body. Taking off my crash helmet, my golden hair falling in a ribbon of gold down my back. You smiled at me. I smiled back, wanting to take you there and then. We talked of where we were going that morning, what route to ride. Lunch was packed, with all varieties of luxuries awaiting to be devoured, along with her body; my appetite was hungry, my love for her was growing with every moment spent. ' Let's ride, the sun is warm, the weather... ideal for today, let's not spend another day talking... you smiled and we mounted the bike. The throb of the 1300cc engine sent tingles through my loins. You climbed on and held me around my waist. I found it hard to concentrate, but I did. I opened up the throttle, slowly, tempting the bike, holding on with my thighs. The scenery is beautiful, green fields, trees, lakes. I could feel the heat rising in my loins, my pussie started to mimic the engines noise. I tried to adjust myself but you clung so close to me. Relaxing my seat without you noticing; I felt your hands slip, lower toward my thighs. My jacket had risen up with the speed of the bike, the wind causing an updraft. I smiled to myself, licking my lips. A cool draft flew into my pants, I looked quickly looked down, not wanting to take my eyes of the road, not wanting to lose concentration. Your hands had slipped into my trousers and you were sliding your right hand into my boxers. I wanted to stop the bike, climb off and fuck you there and then, but the thrill of being played with at high speed was so much more sexual. I had to lift my visor up, I was starting to steam up. My nipples became erect rubbing against the t-shirt I was wearing. My breasts became firm. Trying to rock against your hand, leaning backward for better access for your hand. With the contrast of cold wind and the warmth of your fingers rubbing against my clit, I was sure to crash. The faster your hand rubbed the faster the bike seemed to travel... I was starting to cum. Trying to hold on with my thighs to steady the machine... I came with a cry of shear euphoria, my thighs trembling... with an aching in my breasts, wanting to break free. An awesome feeling of losing control.. but not losing control. I want to kiss you, I let go of my left hand and slide between her thighs behind me; squeezing her flesh beneath the black leather, a promise of what is yet to cum.