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Music In The Dunes
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Music In The Dunes Raven was filled with excitement and more energy than she'd had in years as she got ready for a night out with her husband, Marc. It was the first night in a long time that they had gone out by themselves with the pure purpose of fun and pleasure. They'd been told by some friends about the rave that was to be held at a club by the beach and when she had told them a few of the people who were going to be there Raven knew she wanted to make the special effort to be there. Marc and Raven made arrangements for the to stay with family for the night until early afternoon the next and the feeling of freedom was overwhelming. She'd been thinking about what she would wear for a couple days and when she stepped into the living room and saw the look on Marc's face she knew she had picked the right outfit. She had pulled a pair of leather pants from the closet and paired them with a pair of stiletto heels and an off the shoulder top that accentuated her collar bones. She felt exotic and sensual and sexy and Marc obviously felt that she looked that way as well. He got up to meet her half way across the room, kissed her wrist where the little black feather lived, kissed her neck, and then kissed her slowly and passionately on the lips. "Are you ready to have some fun tonight?" Marc said. "No , no expectations, no responsibilities. Just you and me and a good time." In response she kissed him back, running her fingers down the back of his snug t-shirt that hugged his muscular frame and then over the tattoos on his arm. "Yes," she said, "very much." On the way to the club Raven admired Marc as he drove. His tough shaved head and the tattoos on his biceps gave him a strong, self-assured look without coming off as cocky and conceited. Whenever she was with him she felt safe and protected and most of all, cherished. She caressed the matching black feather on his inner wrist. They had both gotten the matching tattoos when they got married instead of wedding bands. Wedding bands could be taken off, but tattoos were forever. At the club, the music was pumping as the doors opened and closed and Raven could feel the adrenaline pumping. She couldn't wait to get out on the dance floor. It had been way too long since she had seen Marc move his body in that insanely sexy way he had. They took a quick walk around the floor before they stopped at the bar to get drinks. As they waited, Raven looked around. Everything appeared to be brighter and more vivid. The lights were fantastic and pulsated to the beat of the music. The people were animated in their bright colors and the women were absolutely gorgeous. Slim and voluptuous women danced and gyrated on the floor and Raven was sure she saw two girls and a guy making out in the shadows of one of the furthermost corners. There was an air of sexuality in the room that couldn't be ignored. They watched for only a short time before they joined the people on the dance floor. Raven was more than ready to feel the music flowing through her body and the longer they were out there the hotter it got. As she felt Marc's body guiding her, directing her, and enticing her she began to feel a different kind of excitement. He curved his body against her back and ran his fingers over her stomach and over the curve of her hips and she felt that familiar tingle that he seemed to<b> illicit </font></b>so easily with his touch. The song, "Silence" by Sarah McLaughlin came on and Raven turned to face him. His arms surrounded her and pulled her in close for a warm, lazy kiss that spoke volumes of the time they had together this night. Over his shoulder, Raven could see the same threesome she'd seen earlier. The guy was seated between them and had raised up one of the girls shirts. He was kissing the under-curve of her full breast as she was kissing the other girl. Looking around the room Raven noticed that she and Marc and the threesome were not the only ones driven to a state of sexual awareness by the atmosphere and the music. People on the dance floor were gyrating in a semi-private world and on the sides of the room there were couples, threesomes, and sometimes more exploring, touching, and tasting. There was another couple on the floor close to them and Raven caught the woman's eye. She smiled at Raven and reached out over Marc's shoulder to caress her cheek and let her fingers trail down her arm. When she reached Raven's hand she turned her so that Marc was behind her again and Raven was facing this beautiful woman. The four of them were dancing together now, girls in the middle and the guys on the outside. As their bodies pressed together, Raven could feel the soft sensuality of her body and her curves and she could smell her musky and erotic scent. Her mind was spinning with the combination of music and lights, manly firmness pressing into her from behind and gentle femininity drawing her in from the front. As this beautiful woman leaned in towards her, Raven felt her breath on her neck and heard her whisper, "Come for a walk." It wasn't a question and as she took Raven's hand she followed and felt Marc's hand on her waist assuring her that he was with her. She and her partner lead them out past the couples that hovered around the doorway and down a short path that lead to the beach. There were several beach fires lit and she pulled them just past one of the fires to a patch of sand that was sheltered by one of the sand dunes. She sat on the sand and pulled Raven down with her. She could feel Marc behind her and was assured by his closeness so when the woman pulled her in for a kiss, Raven let herself be seduced by her soft lips. Raven could still hear the music coming from the club and it fit the mood perfectly. She was encouraged by her kiss and reached out to touch her – first the nape of her neck, then down past her collar bone, then to envelope that soft, warm breast in her hand. Her light moan encouraged her as she squeezed softly. Her partner was behind her, undoing the ties behind her back and soon her top slipped forward and then there was nothing between Raven's hand and the hard pink nipple. As Raven rubbed the nipple with her thumb, the woman moaned again and threw her head back in pleasure. Raven glanced at Marc. He was smiling and enjoying watching her exploration. Still watching him, Raven flicked her tongue out to swirl around that hard peak and then sucked it into her mouth. More than anything, it was the noises she made that caused Raven's excitement to rise, whereas for Marc, it was the image of Raven's deep pink lips against the pale flesh that was making his cock grow fast and hard. Cupping the underside of her breast, Raven nodded Marc towards the woman's breast. With a glance at her partner to make sure it was ok, Marc leaned over and took her nipple into his mouth. He sucked at it for a moment before his mouth went to Raven's lips. His kiss was hard and passionate and full of need and desire that drove Raven wild. He pulled her over towards him, pulling her top upwards in one swift movement. Then, his mouth was at her breast sucking the nipple into the heat of his mouth with the intensity she craved. At the same time, Raven was reaching for the button of his jeans and undoing the zipper. It didn't take her long before she had her hand wrapped around his pole. She stroked it with a confident touch and felt a drop of pre-cum at the tip. When Marc broke away to remove both of their pants she glanced at the other couple. They were now half naked as well and he had his hands inside her panties. She was squirming beneath his touch and she looked over to Raven for a moment and smiled. They were close enough to touch and the woman reached out to give Raven's nipple a tweak. "I want you on top," Marc said. Raven quickly straddled him, eager to feel his long tool inside her. She always loved that first moment when she took his cock into her pussy. It never failed to amaze her how good it felt as he completely filled her and she arched her back with pleasure. As she began to slide her wet pussy over his cock, she glanced around and saw that they weren't alone. Besides the couple beside them there was a couple sitting on the dune above them. The girl was sitting between his legs as he sat behind her and she smiled at Raven. Beside Raven and Marc, the woman who had brought them there was quivering in an orgasm as her partner licked and sucked at her pussy. The sight spurned Raven on and she increased her speed and began to swivel her hips, grinding her clit against Marc and taking him deep into her body. Suddenly, Marc guided her onto all fours, slipped behind her, and drove his cock into her from behind. He leaned forward, cupping her breast between one of his hands and pinching her nipple firmly, and whispered in her ear "Do you like this baby? Does being watched excite you?" Raven was past the point of being able to speak with words so she groaned her pleasure as Marc drove into her over and over again. The couple beside them was making noises again and Raven peeked over to see him fucking her missionary style. She was raising her hips to meet his every thrust. Raven reached behind her to take Marc's hand. This was her signal to him to let him know she was going to come soon and wanted to turn over so she could see his face. He paused long enough to let her turn onto her back and then slid his shaft deep inside her again. He started a little more slowly than he had been going before and began to rub her clit. He moved his thumb in little circles with gentle pressure and sure enough, Raven could feel it building. Every inch of he skin quivered and a shiver rose through her body. Then, she felt a hand in hers and she squeezed it as her orgasm erupted in waves over her body. Although it was likely only seconds, it seemed to go on for several minutes. Marc was right behind her with his impeccable timing and she opened her eyes just in time to watch him come. Every muscle in his beautiful body was tense as she felt him spurting inside her. As he gathered her in his arms and pulled her into is body, Raven could see the other couple gathering their things. The woman smiled at her and blew her a kiss. Then Marc was rising over her to pull her clothes over for her and giving her that sexy smirk of his. "Let's go home babe. We still have all night," he said. |
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