3 comments/ 122048 views/ 25 favorites The Ultimate Desire Dress By: glynndah How hard can it be, she thought, as she dried herself off after her shower. She smoothed lotion down her arms and legs. The tiny bits of glitter in the lotion caught the light, making her skin glow. She stepped over to the bed of the hotel room she had rented for the night. It's not like you're a virgin. She began to dress. The lingerie she was wearing was the exact tone of her skin and from a short distance it would look like she was nude. The bra was very sheer and she could see the darker skin of her aureoles and nipples through the shimmery fabric. She put the silk stockings on her legs and attached them to the matching garter belt. Her shoes were also the same color and had very thin straps and high heels. She wore no panties this evening. She liked the feeling of her bare skin and just the thought of that added a secret thrill to the evening ahead. It's just sex. She removed her dress from the hanger and began to do up the small buttons that ran down the front of the dress from her cleavage to mid-thigh. The color was very flattering to her skin tones and the fabric seemed to float around her body. Undoing all those buttons, one by one, would add to the pleasure later. Having sex with a guy you just picked up in a bar would be exciting. She sat down at the mirror and heard a faint crinkling sound. She stood up and looked at the chair. Nothing there. She felt around the bottom of her dress and saw a little bit of white. She pulled on it and a small slip of paper came out in her hand. She looked closer and read YOUR ULTIMATE DESIRE AWAITS. ENJOY. That was very strange. She could swear it wasn't there when she bought the dress this afternoon. It was probably a joke from her roommate. She smiled and tucked the slip of paper back into the dress. Getting out of this evening might be my ultimate desire. She began to fix her make-up for the evening. She used mascara on her lashes and used her fingertips to add blush to her cheeks. Her lipstick was the same color as the inside of her lips, moist and fruit-flavored. She brushed her hair. She wore no perfume. She wanted her own unique scent to be the only one on her body. You chose dare in the game last night and this was the dare. She took one last look around the room. She had champagne in the ice bucket and a bar of dark chocolate beside it. She would have liked to leave a candle burning, but decided on a small light on the bedside table. She didn't pick up her purse but simply tucked her key card into the top of her stocking. She took one last look in the mirror as she went out the door. You need to pick up a guy tonight and take him back to your room tonight. She rode the elevator down to the lobby level of the hotel. She walked down the hallway. She stopped at the door to the bar and took a deep breath. Her body tingled at the thought of what she was about to do. She could feel her nipples begin to tighten. You've secretly fantasized about picking up a perfect stranger in a bar and fucking him, she thought as she opened the door and stepped in. Yes, she smiled, but I've never even thought about picking up a perfect stranger in a bar and getting him to fuck me, all without saying a word! She looked around the dimly lit bar. It was a weekday evening so it wasn't too crowded. There was a empty seat at the bar. She walked over to it, her heels tapping faintly on the hardwood floor. She sat down. The man on the stool beside it was nice looking. She smiled at him and then glanced down at his hands. "Hi. No wedding ring," he smiled back at her. "I'm not married. Can I buy you a drink?" She blushed a bit because he had caught her looking and nodded. "What would you like?" She hadn't really thought of how she would be able to carry off this part. Should she pantomime a screwdriver, just point...then she smiled again. She reached over and put her hand around the man's hand as he picked up his drink and guided the straw to her lips. She nodded at the glass and moved her hand away from the glass, stroking the man's fingers as she did so. Their drinks arrived and the bartender left them alone. "So, are you staying here at the hotel?" She nodded. "How long?" She raised one finger. "Just one night, huh?" Again she nodded. "My name is ..." She put her finger against his lips and lightly shook her head. "No names, huh?" he asked and raised his eyebrows. She nodded her head. "There's a booth open. Would you like to sit down and get to know each other a little better?" The man gestured to a dark corner in the back of the bar. Her smile broadened and she nodded. Oh, God! I probably look like the Little Mermaid! Not exactly the image I need to portray here. They picked up their drinks and headed for the booth. When they reached the corner, they sat their drinks on the table. She slid onto the leather seat. When the man turned towards the seat across from her, she touched his hand and patted the seat beside her. He looked at her and sat down. "Well, you're not very talkative this evening. Cat got your tongue?" He grinned. She stuck the tip of her tongue out of her mouth and slowly ringed her lips. She gave a gentle shake of her head. "You don't seem to be sick. Are you just shy?" He seemed intrigued with her. She shook her head again and winked. Then she put her hand on his knee and slid a finger up his leg a few inches. He ran his finger down the edge of her face and the side of her neck. One finger lightly traced the neckline of her dress and touched the skin underneath. "You seem very warm but you're not running a fever." She nodded and moved her finger up a little farther. She could see his eyes darken as she made her journey slowly up his leg. When she reached the top of his leg, she stopped and smiled at him "No, you're definitely not shy, I guess. Well, I must say this is turning out to be a very interesting evening. I suppose you'll be able to communicate with me somehow." He looked into her eyes, liking what he saw. She ran her finger slowly across his lap . She felt his legs part slightly as he turned to her. The bulge in his pants was growing as she touched him. His finger followed the neckline down towards her cleavage. He unfastened the top button and slid his finger in. Another button opened and his finger skimmed the silken skin he found there. "You feel wonderful," he said. "Is your skin this soft everywhere?" She smiled and took his other hand. She put it on her knee and the took her own hand away. The man moved his hand up very slowly up the sheer stocking . He found the buttons holding her dress closed and smiled. "Do you mind?" he asked, as he opened a button and then another. His finger glided along the silk of her stocking until he reached the silk of her skin. "Ooh, I like this." His hand continued to glide ever so slowly up her leg. His other hand unfastened yet another button until her dress was open enough to expose her bra. He could see the shadowy outline of her aureole through the shimmery fabric. Her nipple was swollen and budding. He reached over and rubbed it gently with the tip of his finger. She caught her breath as his hands caressed her. Her legs opened for him. The woman smiled as she began to trace lazy circles over his chest and she could feel the man's nipples grow erect through his shirt. The bulge in his pants twitched in response. She could feel it grow firmer as the long strokes went up and down the length of him. She reached down and gently squeezed his balls. His hips began a slight thrust to meet her caresses. "Honey, I think we need to take this somewhere with a bit more privacy. Why don't we go up to my room?" All the while he continued to thrust into her hand as he rubbed the nipple. When she shook her head, all movement from him ceased and he looked straight at her. "You want me to come right here? I'd be happy to, but I have to warn you. I can be quite loud." Once again she shook her head and guided his hand around her leg to where the key card was tucked into her stocking. He pulled the slim square of plastic out and held it. "Nice pocket," he said. "Your room?" She nodded. "Let's get you buttoned up and then we'll go." He stood up and reached over to do up the top button but she stopped him with her hand and a slight movement of her head. She smiled and slid across the bench. She stood up and took his hand. The front of her dress opened slightly as she moved and the man could easily see her breasts. "Aren't you going to..." His voice trailed off as he looked at the undone buttons. She shook her head slightly and began to walk towards the door. The thought of walking through the bar with her some of her buttons undone caused a tingle in her core. The man followed close behind her. "Have a nice night!" called the bartender. "Oh, wow! I guess you will," he said when he looked at the woman. He saw that her dress was open almost to her waist. The color of her dress contrasted with the gleaming skin he could see through the unbuttoned vee. The man turned to look at her as he opened the door to the bar. "I don't know how I'm going to keep my hands off you before we get to your room." He put his arm around her shoulder and touched the sensitive skin right above her bra. Just then a couple of guys walked past them in the hall on their way into the bar. The man started to step in front of her so as to block her from their view. She tugged him back with her hand and shook her head. One of the men noticed her state of undress and whistled. "Way to go, man," he said under his breath and nudged the guy beside him. The man she had picked up in the bar watched out of the corner of his eye as she gave the two men a wink and blew them a small kiss. "You're really getting turned on by all this, aren't you?" he asked as they stepped into the elevator. "I'll bet you'd have sex with me in this elevator, wouldn't you?" He backed her into the corner. He raised her bottom up and spread her legs with his knee until she was riding on his arousal. He brought his head down and kissed her on the lips. "Is your pussy as sweet and as wet as your mouth?" he asked. He lowered her slowly down his body until she was standing on somewhat shaky knees. "I really need to find out." He knelt down in front of her and kissed the inside of her thigh right above the knee. He started to trail his mouth high as the elevator stopped. He slowly stood back up after a group of men got into the elevator. She was sure they had seen the men's head between her knees and she grew even more excited at the thought. He moved to stand slightly behind her. The men looked at her and then looked again when they realized what they were seeing. The man reached over with one hand and unfastened another button on the bottom of her dress. He nuzzled her neck and whispered. "Do your panties match this bra?" He said in a low voice. She could tell by the quick breath sounds that the other people in the elevator had heard him. She could feel all eyes on her as he reached for another button. Just then the elevator door opened. The man tore his gaze away from her and looked up at the indicator above the door. "Sorry, guys. This is our floor," he said as he guided her out of the elevator. She could hear a faint groan coming from one of the men left in the elevator. She waved to them as the door glided shut. The man looked down at the woman beside him. He took one of her hands and touched her fingertips to the budding nipple sticking through the fabric of her dress. She used those fingers to lightly tease herself . "Don't move," he said and walked down the long corridor to her room. She continued to caress her breasts as he opened the door and turned back to her. "Now walk slowly towards me and open the rest of the buttons on that dress. I want to see what those other guys could only imagine." He stood in the open doorway and watched her as she walked seductively to him. His hand dropped down to his arousal and began to stroke in time with her steps. She walked to him, unbuttoning her dress as she went. She was still several yards away from him when the last button was undone. The man looked closely at her. He knew she was wearing a bra but in the shadowy opening of her dress, all he could see was gleaming skin. She was a few feet away from him when he reached for her with the hand he was not using to rub his cock. She frowned slightly and took a small step back. She smiled again as his hand dropped back to his side. She moved her shoulders and the dress pooled around her feet in the hall of the hotel. She stepped out of it and took another small step towards him. Just then they heard a small cough . A couple was coming out of the door across the hall. The man's hand stilled on his cock, but the woman just stood there and made no attempt to move into the room or cover herself. She was looking deep into the man's eyes as her fingers played with her nipples. The other couple walked slowly down the hall, turning frequently to look at the two people in the hall. The woman's hand strayed to the clasp in front of her bra. "No, I want to do that. Just get in here." The man's voice was ragged and he sounded out of breath. She walked into the room and shut the door. "Your dress..." started the man. He stopped whatever he was going to say as she moved farther into the room. He quickly turned the latch on the door and forgot all about the dress. She pointed to the armchair and he sat down. "Should I open the champagne?" He began to work on the bottle when she nodded. She was standing in front of him, still touching her breasts. Now her other had began to skim ever so slowly down the front of her. The man's hand shook as he tried to open the champagne and watch her at the same time. The pop of the bottle was loud in the quiet room. The champagne foamed up and gushed out the neck of the bottle. The white bubbles ran down the man's wrist. "I know just how you feel," he chuckled. She gasped as tiny droplets of the bubbly liquid touched her heated body. He stood up and pulled her towards him. He leaned down to lick the bubbles from the top of top of her breasts. "May I..." he asked. She smiled and nodded. The man's tongue lapped up the few drops of champagne he saw there and then began to kiss her breasts. She wiggled slightly until his mouth touched her nipples. She gasped as his tongue twirled around them through the sheer bra. He kept up this delightful torment until her knees grew weak. His fingers deftly unfastened her bra and pushed it from her shoulders. His tongue moved back and forth between her aureoles. He sucked the nipple gently and then with more pressure while his fingers tweaked the other one. He changed breast s and repeated the process until she was trembling all over. She could feel the moisture gathering at her core. The man's mouth began to slowly glide down the front of her.His eyes were almost closed as he knelt before her. "Now it's time to find out if they match." He touched the skin of her hips and smoothed down the satin ribbons of the garter belt. He moved his hand around her leg to where he thought her panties would be. Instead of meeting the satin of her panties, he felt only her satiny smoothness. The man let out a groan as his finger found the dewy center of her. He could feel her body tightening around his finger as he moved it in and out. His thumb found her clitoris and rubbed in a circle. "No panties at all. Nothing to get between your pussy and my tongue. Sit down on this chair." She sat down on the armchair. He took a drink from the champagne bottle and held it in his mouth. She gasped as the bubbles teased her nipples. The nerves tingled all the way down to her wet center. She could feel the moisture trickle out of her pussy. He spread her wide and hooked her legs over the arms of the chair. Her hips tilted up until she was totally exposed to him. "Your clit is the same pretty color as those nipples of yours." His fingers slid into the warmth of her pussy. He brought out his fingers glistening with her juices. He used those slick fingers to work on her clit until he could see peeking up through her labia. His mouth sucked the growing bud and enjoyed her body as it quivered. "You taste better than the champagne." He brought his fingers up to her mouth. "Here. Open your mouth and taste your pussy." Her mouth took in his dripping fingers and sucked on them. Her tongue lapped around them. Oh, lord! I can hardly wait until you're doing that to my cock. You taste so good. I wonder how your pussy tastes dripping in champagne." He drizzled a slow stream of foamy bubbles onto her swollen clit. The cool liquid was such a contrast to her hot clit. The bubbles tingled so much that she thought she would come before he even touched her. Her bottom raised off the chair to meet his mouth. His tongue slid around her pussy and pushed inside her to get all the champagne. "You taste even better with champagne. Want a taste?" He kissed her mouth and thrust his tongue in. She could taste him, the champagne and the salty-sweet taste of her own juices. The feeling was wonderful, but she wanted more. She wanted him. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to feel his cock in her mouth. She wanted to taste him with her tongue. She wanted to trace the blue veins rippling around his cock. She wanted to take tiny nibbling bites all around the swollen head. She wanted to take him deep in her throat and swallow the come spurting out of him as he came. She wanted him! When the long kiss ended, she unhooked one leg from the chair. She pushed him back with her high heel. He took a step back. She smiled and stood up. She curled one finger and he returned to her. She ran her hand across his chest, pausing at his nipples. She could hear his breathing change as she pinched them. She undid one of the buttons of his shirt and wiggled her fingers under the cloth. She stretched her fingers until she could touch the edges of his nipples. "Here," he said, grabbing the sides of his shirt. Buttons flew as he ripped open his shirt. "Now touch me!" She tugged the shirt down his arms and dropped it on the floor. Her mouth sucked on his nipples until they were rock hard. Her fingers followed the trail of hair down to his waist. One hand stroked his cock while the other one unsnapped his pants and slid under the band. She could feel the head of his cock . He wasn't wearing any underwear. "You're not the only one ," he chuckled. "Of course, I don't think any part of you can be called 'commando'. Be careful, now," he said as she slid the zipper down. She pulled his pants down to his knees. His cock was fully erect. She wrapped one hand around the base of it. A drop of clear liquid formed on the tip. Her finger spread this over the head of his cock. She then put the finger in her mouth and sucked it. The man's cock twitched beneath her hand. She looked up at him and smiled. He eyebrows raised in a silent question. "Yeah, baby. Just like that. Suck me." She knelt down in front of the man and softly lapped his cock with the tip of her tongue. She swirled it round the tip, very slowly and easily at first. Gradually the rhythm and the pressure of her tongue increased. She moved her head down his cock and licked the base of his balls. He tried to move his legs farther apart and swore when his pants prevented any more movement. She reached down with one hand and took off first one shoe, then the other. The woman shoved the pants to the floor and the man stepped out of them. He spread his legs out and she moved between his legs. Her tongue licked the tight sac. He thrust his pelvis forward so she could reach him better. She slid her wet tongue along the skin between his balls and his asshole. When she reached it, she ringed it several times with her tongue. She then stiffened her tongue and stuck it into his ass. The man jerked and took a deep breath. The Ultimate Desire Dress 3 Amber Green found the dress just as she was finishing up her last hotel room. Cleaning hotel rooms was not her usual job. She worked part-time processing credit card applications. She was just helping out a friend with an unexpected case of the flu. Actually Amber thought it was much more likely that it was a hangover, but since she could use the extra money, here she was. The dress was hanging in the alcove behind the door. It was an ordinary dress, rather plain with buttons running down the front. The note pinned on it was written on the hotel stationery. "This dress is yours. After you have finished with it, please pass it on. Enjoy!" Amber shrugged and folded the dress up in her tote bag. She wasn't sure she'd actually wear the dress, but who knows? If it didn't look good on her, she would just pass it on to one of her friends. Amber's route home took her by a one-hour dry-cleaning place, so she dropped it off and went to have a late lunch. "We found this paper when we cleaned your dress," the girl behind the counter said. "It looked like it belonged with the dress so we didn't throw it away. See, there's a slit in the hem where it just slides in." "YOUR ULTIMATE DESIRE AWAITS. ENJOY!" Amber read aloud. "I wonder what that means?" She slipped the paper back in the hem. "Let me tell you, we've been talking about it in the back. If you don't want this dress, there are five of us who'd love a chance to have their ultimate desire. Come back and tell us all about it." "I don't even know what my ultimate desire is, so how can this dress know?" Amber Green said as she left the cleaners. She walked the few blocks to her house. Tonight's winner in the SuperLotto is Amber Green. She takes home a prize of 72 million dollars. Nah, I don't think winning lots of money would be my ultimate desire. I want to earn it. Of course, I'm going to have to finish college first and get a job, but that'll happen. I'd like to thank all the people who supported me in my acting career, starting with my theatrical debut as the dancing carrot in the kindergarten play. That was my first and last role so I really don't think that will get me an Academy Award. Amber Green went through several more possible scenarios as she got ready for her evening Life Drawing class. She rejected all of them. She was a college student, working a part-time job and living with her brother. What did she know about her ultimate desires? And what did this dress that she'd never seen in her life know about it? That was just ridiculous! But...what if it did? Hmmm! Maybe she'd wear the dress to her art class tonight and see what happened. She should at least try it on. She showered with her favorite tangerine scented body wash, shaved her legs with extra care and touched up her bikini line. She had started the summer with just a slight trim, but since she removed a little more of her curls each time, now she was totally bare down there. She liked the looks of her body. She had a light tan all over her slender figure with pale triangles where her bikini top and thong bottom covered her. She touched her nipples in a lazy circle with her soapy fingers. They tightened into bright pink buds. I wonder if the ultimate desire has something to do with sex. What would my ultimate sexual desire be? Maybe it would be a lesbian encounter. Amber didn't think so. She was selfish and wanted to have the only pair of breasts being suckled. She liked her feel of a man's cock in her and while a dildo felt great sometimes, it definitely wasn't her ultimate desire. That cute black guy in her math class might be my ultimate desire. She'd had sex with black guys before. She liked the contrast of a dark cock thrusting in and out of her pale body. Amber didn't think that it was her ultimate desire. Maybe it's sex with more than one guy. She touched her smooth center and stroked the lips lightly with her fingers. She thought about group sex. She loved giving blow jobs, the feel of a hard cock on her lips. She loved all kinds of sex but wanted just one man at a time. More than one might be more like work. Amber rinsed the suds from her body and got out of her shower. Her body was pleasantly tingly. She enjoyed touching herself to orgasm, but decided against it because of the time. She didn't want to be late for her last class. I wonder if the dress fits. Amber rubbed lotion on her smooth legs. She ran her fingers through her dark auburn hair to shake out the curls. Her eyelashes were full and dark so she skipped the mascara and just used her eyelash curler. A bit of bright red lip gloss and her makeup was finished. Amber spritzed her body with a light spray of citrus cologne. She put on her bright blue thong and the matching lace bra. It was her favorite lingerie set. The color was almost the same color of her eyes. The lace was soft against her skin. She took the dress out of the plastic bag and slipped it off the hanger. After undoing the buttons, she stepped into the dress and looked in her mirror. Amber Green liked what she saw. She fastened the buttons and twirled around. The dress floated around her and settled in soft folds. Wow! This dress feels great! Even if my ultimate desire doesn't happen, I've got a great dress out of it! She slid her sandals on her feet as she walked out her bedroom door. "Wow, Amber! You look hot! Maybe you could..." her twin brother Adam exclaimed as she went into the kitchen. Ewww! Incest with my brother is definitely not my ultimate desire!" Amber thought with distaste. "Lend the dress to my girlfriend sometime," he finished. "Sure," Amber said with relief. She grabbed her portfolio with all the paper, pencils, charcoal and the other supplies she'd need for her class. "See you later! I might go out after Life Drawing since it's the last one. Don't wait up," she said optimistically and left for class. This art class was her favorite. Other instructors used the same model each time which got boring after months, but this class was different. He brought in a wide variety of models. Some models stripped bare and some stayed fully clothed. There had been a set of two-year old twins who giggled and fidgeted the entire time. His grandmother posed for them last week. Amber wondered who would be sitting on the stool tonight. She settled at her usual spot at the front and spread her supplies out. The model walked out and dropped the robe he'd been wearing. Obviously, tonight would be a nude drawing. He was gorgeous. He had light brown hair with sun streaks of blond through it. His eyes were deep brown and crinkled when he smiled. He was not overly muscled, but there was plenty of definition in his body. He would be great to draw. She could hardly wait to get started. The instructor liked his class to be very casual. There was always music, talking and laughter. He encouraged the models to feel free to change poses as they liked and interact with the artists. He thought it kept the models relaxed and comfortable. He introduced the model and flipped the spotlight on the small stage. Amber picked up her charcoal and sketched the first lines. The model was posed standing with his back to her. She drew the straight lines of his legs, shading the muscles of his thighs. She darkened the crack between his ass, wondering what it would feel like. The model changed poses several times during the two hours of the class. He told the class his name (Sam), his age (24) and his marital status (single, but pretty committed to his girlfriend Trish). He had just moved back to the city after being discharged from the air force. No, he wasn't a "top gun" but he had flown helicopters. This was his first time posing and he was having a great time. Sam was very comfortable with posing. His body was a delight to draw. Amber enjoyed the entire night. She spent a good deal of the time just looking at him without moving her pencil. Sam kept his hand or a towel covering his genitals but the rest of his body was all open to her. She could see the muscles relax and contract as he moved. She drew his chest, concentrating on the dark brown circles of his nipples and light sprinkling of blond hair covering it. She sketched the folds of the towels draped over his lap. Amber tried to imagine what his cock looked like. Was he circumcised or uncut? How big was his package? Judging from the towel's contours, he was becoming aroused. His nipples were tight on his chest. Amber's own nipples were as hard as rubies. Her thong was wet against the hot center of her body. Ooooh! Maybe Sam is my ultimate desire! No, that couldn't possibly be it. Sam was really sexy, but he was taken. Amber refused to "poach" on Trish's territory. But Amber couldn't get the thought of Sam's body out of her head and her pussy, too. She spent the rest of the class fantasizing about Sam's body. The two hours flew by and all too soon the class was over. Sam grabbed his robe and went into the back room to dress. Everyone filed out of the class laughing and talking. Amber walked out to her car with Jenny and Chris. She had just unlocked her door when she remembered that her portfolio needed to be left on the teacher's desk. Amber dropped her work on the table and turned to leave. The door was ajar and she could bee a light on in the dressing room. She walked over to the door and reached in to turn off the light and stopped. Her hand stilled on the switch. The shower was running. She could see the silhouette of Sam's nude body through the glass door. Amber stepped into the dressing room, compelled to get a closer look. She leaned against the counter and watched him. The water cascaded over his head and down his body. His back was to the shower head and his eyes were closed. His soapy hands moved across his chest and down to his cock. Sam was fully erect and magnificent! Sam's hands pumped up and down his cock. My, God! He was jacking off in the shower! That was the sexiest thing she'd seen in a long time. Amber's body was throbbing. She had to touch herself. She undid some of the buttons and slid her fingers into her dress. The blue lace of her bra strained to hold her nipples. She rubbed them and pinched gently. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Amber pushed aside the thin strip covering her femininity and thrust a finger into the moist center. The juices dripped down her hand. Her thumb caressed her clit in tight little circles. She was masturbating while a man masturbated in front of her. She was so hot! Sam's hand stroked faster and faster. Amber stroked faster and faster. Sam's legs spread apart and he braced himself against the wall of the shower. Amber's legs spread, too, and she leaned against the counter. Amber could see his cock pulsing in his fist. Amber's clit was throbbing, too. She was ready to come. Her fingers thrust in and out of her pussy. Her thumb rubbed and tugged. She pinched and tweaked her nipples. Sam let out a low moan and pumped faster and faster. He turned slightly. He was looking directly at her. Could he see her?! No, his eyes were closed as his body stiffened. The come spurting out of the purple-plum head of his cock flew across the shower. Great gushes of come sprayed out of his massive cock and ran down the clear glass door. Amber's body twitched and shook as she orgasmed. Her clit quivered and thrummed. She had never experienced anything like that in her life. She didn't think she could stay standing up, let alone walk out of the room. She hoped she could get out of the dressing room under her own power. Amber was enjoying the tingles shooting through her body. Her pussy was still pulsating with aftershocks. The water in the shower turned off and the door opened. Oh, no! She was caught! Now what was she going to do? She was thoroughly embarrassed about watching, but she really could not help it. Maybe she should run out right now. He'd know somebody had been there but he wouldn't know who it was. She turned to go. "Wait, Amber!" Sam called. "Don't leave, please! I have to talk to you. I was thinking about you all through class tonight. I was getting harder and harder as I watched you . Do you know that you stick the tip of your tongue out while you draw? I was imagining that tongue on me. I had to restrain myself from jacking off right in front of everyone. I didn't think I'd be able to last the full two hours without coming. You don't know how hot it was to see you open that door and peek in. And when you started touching yourself..." He shuddered and cupped his manhood with his hand. Amber's eyes were drawn to the sight. My, god! His cock was hard already. It was standing erect and twitched as Sam touched it. Amber's body responded. Her hands reached out to touch him without her being aware of it. God, she wanted to feel that wonderful cock inside her. "I'm so embarrassed . I didn't mean to invade your privacy, but once I saw what you were doing...". Her voice trailed off as her fingers trailed across his chest. "I just had to touch myself. It was so fascinating. I've never watched a man jack off. I didn't know you could see me." "I could see the blue lace of that sexy bra. I could see your fingers moving under that dress. I watched your body shake as you came. Lord, I wished I could have seen you naked. I'd have loved to see exactly what your fingers were touching." Sam's fingers slid into the opening of her still-unbuttoned dress. His fingers found the prize, a nipple that was tight and firm. "Undress for me, Amber. Touch yourself. I want to watch you come." Amber's hands began to unfasten her remaining buttons. Then her hands stilled. "No, I can't. What about Trish? I don't 'poach'." Sam chuckled. "Trish is my basset hound. I just said that to avoid having anyone else in the class getting any ideas. I'm completely unattached and unspoken for. Hell, I haven't gotten laid in almost six months. It's a wonder I didn't blow the shower door off when I came." Sam reached for the towel to dry himself off. "Don't." Amber's hand on his cock stopped all movement towards the towel. "Let me." Amber's tongue slid across his dark nipples and glided down his body. The now unbuttoned dress fell to the floor. She knelt in front of Sam and licked his cock. She popped the head of his cock into her warm mouth and sucked. Sam took her had and gently raised her to her feet. "Stop, I'm going to come again and I'm not ready. I want to watch you touch yourself. Just the thought of those fingers sliding in and out of your hot slit..." Sam unclasped her bra and threw it into the corner. He reached for her panties and then stopped. "No, not yet. I want to see what that ass looks like with that thong pulled tight into the crack. Turn around and bend over the counter. Spread those long legs. Touch yourself." Amber did as Sam asked. She could see his reflection in the large mirror. He was stroking his cock as he kept his eyes on her pussy. The sheer panties were sopping wet and totally transparent. He could see her fingers gliding in and out of her warmth. Her clit was peeking out from her swollen pussy lips. Her fingers rubbed across it. "I can't stand it, Sam. Touch me, please. Fuck me with that great big cock of yours!" She could feel his cock nudge aside the thong as he entered her. He sunk deep into her hot, wet center. He pulled out and gathered some of the moisture covering his cock. His fingers were dripping with his natural lubrication. He circled her asshole and gently pushed his finger in. Her fingers stopped their movements. "Do you like?" Her body thrust hard against his hand until his finger was totally buried in her ass. The frantic motion of her fingers on that swollen nubbin of pleasure was all the answer he needed. Sam's eyes met hers in the mirror. "I can feel your pussy clenching around my cock instead of just imagining it. I'm going to love watching you come." His body pistoned in and out of her faster and faster. She worked her fingers over her clit as she felt his come spurt into her body. Her own orgasm shook her entire being. Their eyes met in the mirror. She watched herself coming while Sam came and watched her coming. She smiled a secret smile and looked down at her dress. She had enjoyed her ultimate desire. The Ultimate Desire Dress Ch. 02 "Get that dress!" "Did you see that? She was naked!" "No, she wasn't. She was wearing that dress and we need to go get it." "Of course. I'll just hang it on the doorknob here where she can find it later." "No, you're going to get that dress and go put it on. Now!" "I can't just steal it! I'd feel stupid wearing someone else's clothes. Besides, it probably won't fit, anyway. She was ..." "It'll fit just fine. I gotta see you in that dress!" "Well, okay. But I really don't think this is such a good idea." "It's a great idea. Here, let me open the door." "I hope you know what you're doing." "I do." "Unzip me, please. It is a very pretty dress. It feels nice, too. Oh, no. I think my heel tore it. I heard a ripping sound. " "Turn around and let me see. It's just a small tear at the bottom. It's hardly noticeable. Let me get a piece of tape." "You know, this dress does fit me." "Told you so. Now hold still while I tape it." "Hey, what's this?" "I can't see. What is it? " "A little scrap of paper with writing on it." "Inspected by Number 10, I'll bet." "It's pretty faint. Let me move into the light. You just keep working on those buttons." "There are a lot of them. It's taking me forever. That woman had only one fastened when we saw her. Do you suppose he made her take that dress off in the hallway?" "Trust me. I saw the two of them. That man didn't force her to do anything, She wanted to as much as he did." "Can you see what it says?" "YOUR ULTIMATE DESIRE AWAITS. ENJOY.' It sounds like a cheesy fortune from a fortune cookie. I'll just throw it away." "No! Don't! It's this dress. I can feel it. Put it back in the tear and cover it with the tape." "What do you mean, you can feel it?" "I can feel it. My whole body is energized. All tingly... Like something great is going to happen." "Really ... Okay, okay. I'll put it back." "I'm all finished with the buttons. What do you think? Does it look alright?" "Wow! I can see what you mean about 'all tingly'. I can see your nipples through the dress. They're poking out like I've been pinching them." "Are they really? That's what I feel like. And I'm getting more turned on by the minute. Should we forget about going downstairs for a drink and just stay in the room. We could watch the adult video channel and ..." "No. We're going to go to the bar all right. But first we need to make a few changes. Come here." "What are you doing with your pocketknife? Is there a thread hanging?" "You need crotchless panties to go with that dress and I'm making them for you. I'm going to cut a slit in your pantyhose. God, your pussy is just dripping with juices. I can see the drops glistening on your lips." "I could have just taken them off . There was no need to cut them. I feel so, I don't know, naughty. I've never worn crotchless panties. I wonder if any one else can tell." "No one can tell but the two of us. I've got plans for your pussy and you probably won't be able to take those pantyhose off. Let's go." "What do you mean, plans for my pussy? I don't think that fortune was just for you. Don't I get any say in this?" "Lobby. Of course, you do. I promise you. You will love this . Pay attention to your body. Your breasts and your pussy are already enjoying it. It's just going to get better. Like this?" "Harder. You know I always love it when you pinch my tits. Just like that. Ooh. Have you still got that knife on you?" "Yeah. Why?" "Here. I want you to cut holes in this bra. I want to feel my nipples rubbing against this dress. " "I don't have to cut it. You could always just take it off." "No, I want to keep the bra on. It's kinkier that way." "See, I told you you'd get into this whole thing." "Baby, look at yourself in this mirror. You look amazing. Ready for the rest of your ultimate desire?" "Are you going to push the stop button and fuck me right in this elevator?" "No, but that's a great idea." "Are you going to watch someone else fuck me in this elevator?" "God, that makes my cock hard! Feel! But no." "I could give you a blow job..." "Yes, you could and I'd love it, but not right now. The door's opening. This is the lobby." "Kiss me." "Of course." "I can feel your cock right through this dress. It's so hard. You could fuck me standing up in this hallway." "Mmmm! That would be nice. Let's go into the bar." "My clit is starting to quiver. I could lean over this chair and you could fuck me." "Oh, babe, that sounds so nasty. Let's find someplace to sit." "You could lean me over and fuck me in the ass with that rock-hard cock of yours." "What a wonderful picture. Here's a booth in the back." "You could lean me over and fuck me in the ass with that rock-hard cock of yours while I was sucking that guy's dick." "Here. Please go back up to the bar and get our drinks. Make sure you bring back lots of napkins." "Napkins?" "Yeah, I'm going to be jacking off, watching that fine ass of yours and thinking about what you've been thinking about." "Oh... Here's another one to think about...You could lean me over and fuck me in the ass with that rock-hard cock of yours while I was sucking that guy's dick and his friend over there has his cock in my pussy." "Oh, Jesus!" "Here are your napkins. You could lean me over and fuck me in the ass with that rock-hard cock of yours while I was sucking that guy's dick and his friend over there has his cock in my pussy and I think I'd really like to have the bartender sucking on my clit, too." "OH MY GOD! I'm coming! I'm coming! " "Oh, but what about my ultimate desire?" "I'm going to go down on my knees under this table and kiss your beautiful pussy. I'm going to go down on my knees under this table, kiss your beautiful pussy and finger fuck you until your lube drenches my fingers. I'm going to go down on my knees under this table, kiss your beautiful pussy, finger fuck you until your lube drenches my fingers and use one of those slick fingers in your tight ass. I'm going to go down on my knees under this table, kiss your beautiful pussy, finger fuck you until your lube drenches my fingers, use one of those slick fingers in your tight ass and suck on that swollen clit until you come screaming right here in this bar." "Oh, yes! You were right. That is my ultimate desire!" The Ultimate Desire Dress "God, I'm going to come..." She immediately removed her tongue and stopped touching him. She blew a gentle stream of air all over his hot cock. The veins were blue and stood out on his shaft. The woman reached over and took a mouthful of the champagne. She took his cock into her mouth. The champagne fizzed around his cock as she sucked his cock. Her throat opened and his cock slid in, lubricated by the champagne. He could feel the muscles in her throat constrict him as she swallowed. "Babe, I can't hold back any more. I've got to come in your mouth. Now!" She nodded her head slightly and sucked him deep into her throat. She felt his sperm shoot out of his cock. The hot liquid was spurting down her throat in rivers. She swallowed his come. The man groaned and shouted. He pulled her up to her feet. "Now it's my turn to see how I taste mixed with champagne. Kiss me!" He commanded and took her mouth with his. He could taste the champagne and his come on her tongue. He thought that he might still be able to taste the faint flavor of her pussy juices. She poured the last of the champagne in a trickle over his cock and knelt to lick him clean. She continued to lick him for several minutes until his cock began to grow hard. Then she stood up and unwrapped the bar of dark rich chocolate. She broke off a piece about the size and shape of his two fingers. "Dessert?" he asked with a grin. She smiled and nodded. He opened his mouth and waited for her to put the candy on his tongue. She shook her head. She spread her legs and pushed the chocolate into her pussy. She moved the candy bar in and out with a thumb and forefinger while she touched her clit with the other hand. He sat down on the chair and began to stroke himself as he watched her play with the chocolate. She spread the dark softened candy along her labia and stroked it over her sensitive clitoris. She then removed the chocolate from her pussy and put it to the man's lips. He took the chocolate from her and savored the taste in his mouth. He brought her chocolate-covered fingers to his lips and sucked the sweetness from them. He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her . Her knees were on the arms of the chair and her pussy was close to his mouth. He could see the dark chocolate melting in the folds of the labia. He used his tongue to lick her clean. "You've got a chocolate-covered cherry right here," he said and sucked on her clit. The woman's hips rocked forward as he drew the bud into his mouth and tickled it with his tongue. He pushed first on finger , then another and yet another until those three fingers filled up her pussy. He thrust them in and out in rhythm to his sucking. His other hand slid down her ass until he reached her asshole. He captured some of the wetness dripping from her pussy and used it to lubricate his way into her tight ass. "More?" the man murmured against her clit. Her vibrations of his voice made her clit begin to throb and the labia clutch as his fingers. She grabbed handfuls of his hair and pushed his face into her pussy. "I'll take that as a 'yes'," he chuckled, and slid another finger in to join the first one. She began to come at once. Her orgasm was so intense that she had to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out. The spasms rocked her entire body. His fingers in her pussy and her ass were the only things keeping her from falling to the floor. He removed the fingers from her pussy and then her asshole. He lifted her from the arms of the chair and rubbed her dripping pussy all over the head of his throbbing cock. He lowered her down until the head of his penis was at her wet entrance. Ever so slowly he moved her down until his full length was buried in her. "Your pussy's still throbbing. It's clutching my cock. It feels like hot silk. Just like those stockings you're still wearing. Ride me, girl! I want you to come again while I'm fucking you." He bucked his hips up and thrust into her again and again. He used his hands to rock her back and forth against his pelvis. She cupped her breasts and held them to his mouth. He sucked his nipples, biting them gently and then soothing them with his tongue. She could feel the pressure building within her. She spread her knees so she could grind her hot swollen clit against him. Her body felt so hot! She reached her fingers down to where their bodies met. She circled his cock and began to squeeze the base with her hand while her pussy squeezed him deep inside her. She used the moisture dripping between their bodies to lube her fingers. She pressed one finger into his pussy along side his cock. Her clit throbbed with desire. She had to touch it! She leaned away from him and exposed her clit. Her middle finger stroked it faster and faster in rhythm to his thrusts. Her body was on fire! More, More, More! "Oh, God! You're so hot! I'm coming!" He sucked her nipples with such force that she felt her body begin to explode. Waves of pleasure splashed over her and she shook with the intensity of her orgasm. His cock was shooting great gushes of come deep inside her. Her pussy was pulsating with each beat of her heart. He tongued her nipples slower now as the sensations in her body began to fade. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps as she panted for air. He raised his head from her breasts and took her face in his hands. He kissed her a long slow kiss. It seemed to go on forever. It was tender and gentle. It was a soft kiss. It was a kiss more of romance than of passion, a beginning rather than an ending. When the kiss ended, she looked up at him and smiled. "Hi, my name is ..." * Look for more adventures of the Ultimate Desire Dress.