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"I moan into your mouth. And suddenly I’m very aware of just how restrained I am. I can’t touch you, can’t lean into you, can’t thrust my pussy against you. I kiss you feverishly, trying to show you how much I want you, its the only way left to me. You kneel in front of me, kissing , licking and nipping my throat and chest. You lick each of my breasts, staying away from the aching nipples until I’m wiggling as much as the rope around my waist will allow, begging you. Finally, you suck a nipple into your mouth and graze it with your teeth and I feel an electric shock in my pussy. You move back and forth between my nipples, my moans and gasps growing louder. You leave my aching breasts and begin licking and biting across my belly to my thighs, then continuing along the inside of each thigh. You lick my smooth mons and my outer lips. I throw my head back and try to raise my hips wanting your tongue inside me. You use two fingers to open me and lick along my folds. Just when I feel I can’t take anymore you push your tongue inside me and suck my clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, oh god!” You slide two fingers into me and begin to pump, still sucking and licking my clit. When my thighs begin to tremble and I start to pant softly, you pull away, eliciting a whine of protest from my lips. You stand up and look down at me, I look up at you flushed and gasping for breath. My eyes follow your hand as you reach down and pick up the crop. I jump as you trace it lightly along my jaw, then down to my chest, around each breast, over each nipple, across my belly, up the inside of each thigh... everywhere the crop lightly slides across my skin it leaves a trail of goose bumps. My head lolls back, my eyes closed, I’m panting softly. You push the crop against my lips. "Lick it," you order. I open my eyes and lift my head, looking at you questioningly. You brush the crop across my lips. “Lick it,” you say again. I Open my mouth, my tongue darts out and I lick the leather tentatively, then again, and again. You push it into my mouth and my eyes look at you in alarm. "Suck it, Mel. Pretend it's my cock and show me how you’ll suck me." I swallow nervously and begin to suck hesitantly. I close my eyes and do as you say... I pretend its your cock. I had done it so many times with my vibrator at home while fantasizing alone. I sigh and suck harder, licking along the shaft and moaning softly. Im so into the fantasy of sucking you that you have to tug on the crop to pull it from my mouth. I open my eyes and watch you looking at the crop, the leather dark with my saliva. My eyes move down to your crotch, the bulge in your pants seems even bigger. "You really are a slut, aren't you, Mel?" I look back up at your face and realize you had been watching me. My face reddens and I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head in denial. "N..no," I whisper. “No?” You growl. You grab a handful of hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking up at you. Theres nothing soft or warm about your eyes now. Even as my eyes widen in fear, I feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with desire. “Look at you. Tied up, sucking on a piece of leather because your Master told you to. Are you telling me you don't like this, Mel?" "No..I...I..." "No... you aren't telling me that. Because you do like it... you love it. You're so fucking wet already and you're hoping, just hoping, that I'm going to whip you with this crop, aren't you?" I don’t answer, can’t answer... I just stare up at you. You kiss me, making me groan with the force of your excitement. I close my eyes and kiss you back hungrily. Without breaking the kiss, you bring the crop down on the top of my right breast... just a light slap. I jump and squeal, sucking on your tongue frantically. You continue to kiss me as you slap my breasts with the crop, the tops, sides, undersides. My moaning is constant, feverishly biting your lips and sucking on your tongue. You pull away from my mouth, still slapping the crop on my breasts. I close my eyes and lean my head back as you whip my breasts and nipples, gradually hitting them harder and harder as my pain level grows with my excitement. Never in my life can I remember wanting a man's mouth on my tits as much as I want yours. "Please, please, please...." I groan, unable to verbalize coherently what I want. Suddenly the whipping stops. I open my eyes and see you lie the crop on the coffee table. You open your belt and zipper. My eyes grow wide as you pull out your cock... angry and red, its head glistening with precum. I lick my lips and groan as you begin to slide your hand up and down its length. "You want that, hun?" Your free hand caresses my face and then moves down and squeezes one of my reddened breasts. "Oh God Steve... please," I whisper. "You want it, don't you? You want this big cock in your little whore mouth, don't you? But you don't get it... not yet. Not until I say." I groan in frustration as you continue moving your hand up and down your shaft. You take a step towards me and run the head across my lips, my tongue flicks out reaching for you but I’m too late. I lick your precum off my lips and pull against the restraints on my wrists, but they hold fast. Gripping my head with both hands you lean into me and push your cock against my lips. At last! I open my mouth with a groan and suck you in gratefully. You hold my head still and thrust into my mouth over and over. I gag slightly when the head hits the back of my throat, but I keep sucking, humming softly with pleasure. "Gaahhd...." Your voice is hoarse with arousal. “Oh, you gorgeous bitch!" I’m not aware that you had released my head with one hand until I suddenly feel the crop slapping the insides of my thighs. I yelp around your cock as the next blow lands on my wet pussy. Moaning and sucking as you whip me, the crop splashing in my juices. When you begin to hit my swollen and tender clit over and over I feel my orgasm building and know I’m going to come any second. I can’t suck fast enough and my saliva and your precum drip from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my beaten breasts. Then I can’t suck at all as I chase the orgasm I can feel just beyond my reach. Panting softly, I simply hold my mouth open as your cock slides in and out. You pull out of my mouth and throw the crop down. Reaching down and grabbing my hair in both your hands you kiss me brutally, until I cant breathe and am struggling to pull away. You let go of my hair and with shaking hands untie the ropes binding me to the chair. You grab one arm and pull me roughly from the chair. My legs buckle, unable to hold me. "Steve... Please...p..please!" Half dragging me, you pull me quickly to the bed and push me down. Straddling my chest, you grab my wrists and clip them one at a time to a strap extending from the corner of the mattress. I hadn't noticed them before, but you must have attached the under bed restraints before I arrived. Staring down at me, you began to unbutton your shirt. I lick my lips as you pull off your shirt to reveal the hair-dusted muscles of your chest. Getting up from the bed, you quickly shed shoes, socks, and then pants and boxers. I groan at the sight of you, your erect cock standing up against your belly, watch you pull a condom from the bedside table. With your cock sheathed in latex, you kneel between my legs and grip my butt, pulling me up to you. You slide the head of your cock along my inner lips and I whimper, writhing and trying to bring you to where I need you. You rub against my clit and I plead incoherently. Finally you push the head against my slit and I groan with relief as I feel you sliding inside, opening me, stretching me. As soon as you’re embedded as far as you can go, you stop moving and look at me. I look up at you uncomprehendingly and wiggle my hips, trying to make you fuck me. But you don’t move. "Are you my slut, Mel?” You ask quietly. "Ohhh.... Steve... Please!" "Are you my slut?" When I don’t answer, you run your thumb over my belly towards my pussy, until you touch my clit. I thrash and cry out as you rub it in little circles. "Steve... Pleeease!" "I asked you a question...are you my slut?" "Yes! Yes! Now please, please, please....." “Say it... say you’re my slut.” You continue to rub my clit, waiting. “I am... I’m your slut Steve” “And who does this pussy belong to Mel?” Still using your thumb to circle my clit, while lazily pulling out and thrusting back into me. My eyes roll back. "You!" "Who do you belong to, Mel?" "You! I belong to you! Steve... Please!" You hook your elbows under my knees, planting your hands on the bed next to my shoulders and begin to thrust harder, faster. I cry out with relief and then gasp and moan when you lean down and suck a nipple into your mouth. You release my breast and cover my mouth with yours as you slam into me. You kiss me hard and deep and I can’t breathe, your tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same savagery that your cock is thrusting into my pussy. I growl into your mouth, animalistic and guttural. Suddenly you pull away, throw your head back, eyes closed. Your cock grows impossibly hard and pulses with your orgasm. I look up at you and think I have never seen anything more beautiful than your face above me as you cum with a hoarse shout. It was that, even more than the sensations in my pussy, that push me over the edge and I cry out your name as I cum, a great surge of pleasure sweeping over me. You continue thrusting and I lose track of time as wave after wave rock me. You finally begin to slow, as does my shuddering. I feel your cock shrink and fall out of me. You release my legs and collapse on top of me, kissing my face. After catching your breath for a moment, you reach over and unclip my wrists, and dispose of the condom in the small bin next to the bed. Wrapping your arms around me, you roll onto your side, pulling me close. I can feel your breath on the top of my head as I snuggle against you, nuzzling and kissing your chest. You tilt my head back so that can see my face and kiss me gently on the the tip of my nose, resting your forehead against mine. "Fuck, hun." "I know," I say with a sigh. Wrapped around one another, limbs entangled, we let our heart rates return to normal. Dozing with post-coital exhaustion. " Thanks for these they have been great | |||
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"I moan into your mouth. And suddenly I’m very aware of just how restrained I am. I can’t touch you, can’t lean into you, can’t thrust my pussy against you. I kiss you feverishly, trying to show you how much I want you, its the only way left to me. You kneel in front of me, kissing , licking and nipping my throat and chest. You lick each of my breasts, staying away from the aching nipples until I’m wiggling as much as the rope around my waist will allow, begging you. Finally, you suck a nipple into your mouth and graze it with your teeth and I feel an electric shock in my pussy. You move back and forth between my nipples, my moans and gasps growing louder. You leave my aching breasts and begin licking and biting across my belly to my thighs, then continuing along the inside of each thigh. You lick my smooth mons and my outer lips. I throw my head back and try to raise my hips wanting your tongue inside me. You use two fingers to open me and lick along my folds. Just when I feel I can’t take anymore you push your tongue inside me and suck my clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, oh god!” You slide two fingers into me and begin to pump, still sucking and licking my clit. When my thighs begin to tremble and I start to pant softly, you pull away, eliciting a whine of protest from my lips. You stand up and look down at me, I look up at you flushed and gasping for breath. My eyes follow your hand as you reach down and pick up the crop. I jump as you trace it lightly along my jaw, then down to my chest, around each breast, over each nipple, across my belly, up the inside of each thigh... everywhere the crop lightly slides across my skin it leaves a trail of goose bumps. My head lolls back, my eyes closed, I’m panting softly. You push the crop against my lips. "Lick it," you order. I open my eyes and lift my head, looking at you questioningly. You brush the crop across my lips. “Lick it,” you say again. I Open my mouth, my tongue darts out and I lick the leather tentatively, then again, and again. You push it into my mouth and my eyes look at you in alarm. "Suck it, Mel. Pretend it's my cock and show me how you’ll suck me." I swallow nervously and begin to suck hesitantly. I close my eyes and do as you say... I pretend its your cock. I had done it so many times with my vibrator at home while fantasizing alone. I sigh and suck harder, licking along the shaft and moaning softly. Im so into the fantasy of sucking you that you have to tug on the crop to pull it from my mouth. I open my eyes and watch you looking at the crop, the leather dark with my saliva. My eyes move down to your crotch, the bulge in your pants seems even bigger. "You really are a slut, aren't you, Mel?" I look back up at your face and realize you had been watching me. My face reddens and I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head in denial. "N..no," I whisper. “No?” You growl. You grab a handful of hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking up at you. Theres nothing soft or warm about your eyes now. Even as my eyes widen in fear, I feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with desire. “Look at you. Tied up, sucking on a piece of leather because your Master told you to. Are you telling me you don't like this, Mel?" "No..I...I..." "No... you aren't telling me that. Because you do like it... you love it. You're so fucking wet already and you're hoping, just hoping, that I'm going to whip you with this crop, aren't you?" I don’t answer, can’t answer... I just stare up at you. You kiss me, making me groan with the force of your excitement. I close my eyes and kiss you back hungrily. Without breaking the kiss, you bring the crop down on the top of my right breast... just a light slap. I jump and squeal, sucking on your tongue frantically. You continue to kiss me as you slap my breasts with the crop, the tops, sides, undersides. My moaning is constant, feverishly biting your lips and sucking on your tongue. You pull away from my mouth, still slapping the crop on my breasts. I close my eyes and lean my head back as you whip my breasts and nipples, gradually hitting them harder and harder as my pain level grows with my excitement. Never in my life can I remember wanting a man's mouth on my tits as much as I want yours. "Please, please, please...." I groan, unable to verbalize coherently what I want. Suddenly the whipping stops. I open my eyes and see you lie the crop on the coffee table. You open your belt and zipper. My eyes grow wide as you pull out your cock... angry and red, its head glistening with precum. I lick my lips and groan as you begin to slide your hand up and down its length. "You want that, hun?" Your free hand caresses my face and then moves down and squeezes one of my reddened breasts. "Oh God Steve... please," I whisper. "You want it, don't you? You want this big cock in your little whore mouth, don't you? But you don't get it... not yet. Not until I say." I groan in frustration as you continue moving your hand up and down your shaft. You take a step towards me and run the head across my lips, my tongue flicks out reaching for you but I’m too late. I lick your precum off my lips and pull against the restraints on my wrists, but they hold fast. Gripping my head with both hands you lean into me and push your cock against my lips. At last! I open my mouth with a groan and suck you in gratefully. You hold my head still and thrust into my mouth over and over. I gag slightly when the head hits the back of my throat, but I keep sucking, humming softly with pleasure. "Gaahhd...." Your voice is hoarse with arousal. “Oh, you gorgeous bitch!" I’m not aware that you had released my head with one hand until I suddenly feel the crop slapping the insides of my thighs. I yelp around your cock as the next blow lands on my wet pussy. Moaning and sucking as you whip me, the crop splashing in my juices. When you begin to hit my swollen and tender clit over and over I feel my orgasm building and know I’m going to come any second. I can’t suck fast enough and my saliva and your precum drip from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my beaten breasts. Then I can’t suck at all as I chase the orgasm I can feel just beyond my reach. Panting softly, I simply hold my mouth open as your cock slides in and out. You pull out of my mouth and throw the crop down. Reaching down and grabbing my hair in both your hands you kiss me brutally, until I cant breathe and am struggling to pull away. You let go of my hair and with shaking hands untie the ropes binding me to the chair. You grab one arm and pull me roughly from the chair. My legs buckle, unable to hold me. "Steve... Please...p..please!" Half dragging me, you pull me quickly to the bed and push me down. Straddling my chest, you grab my wrists and clip them one at a time to a strap extending from the corner of the mattress. I hadn't noticed them before, but you must have attached the under bed restraints before I arrived. Staring down at me, you began to unbutton your shirt. I lick my lips as you pull off your shirt to reveal the hair-dusted muscles of your chest. Getting up from the bed, you quickly shed shoes, socks, and then pants and boxers. I groan at the sight of you, your erect cock standing up against your belly, watch you pull a condom from the bedside table. With your cock sheathed in latex, you kneel between my legs and grip my butt, pulling me up to you. You slide the head of your cock along my inner lips and I whimper, writhing and trying to bring you to where I need you. You rub against my clit and I plead incoherently. Finally you push the head against my slit and I groan with relief as I feel you sliding inside, opening me, stretching me. As soon as you’re embedded as far as you can go, you stop moving and look at me. I look up at you uncomprehendingly and wiggle my hips, trying to make you fuck me. But you don’t move. "Are you my slut, Mel?” You ask quietly. "Ohhh.... Steve... Please!" "Are you my slut?" When I don’t answer, you run your thumb over my belly towards my pussy, until you touch my clit. I thrash and cry out as you rub it in little circles. "Steve... Pleeease!" "I asked you a question...are you my slut?" "Yes! Yes! Now please, please, please....." “Say it... say you’re my slut.” You continue to rub my clit, waiting. “I am... I’m your slut Steve” “And who does this pussy belong to Mel?” Still using your thumb to circle my clit, while lazily pulling out and thrusting back into me. My eyes roll back. "You!" "Who do you belong to, Mel?" "You! I belong to you! Steve... Please!" You hook your elbows under my knees, planting your hands on the bed next to my shoulders and begin to thrust harder, faster. I cry out with relief and then gasp and moan when you lean down and suck a nipple into your mouth. You release my breast and cover my mouth with yours as you slam into me. You kiss me hard and deep and I can’t breathe, your tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same savagery that your cock is thrusting into my pussy. I growl into your mouth, animalistic and guttural. Suddenly you pull away, throw your head back, eyes closed. Your cock grows impossibly hard and pulses with your orgasm. I look up at you and think I have never seen anything more beautiful than your face above me as you cum with a hoarse shout. It was that, even more than the sensations in my pussy, that push me over the edge and I cry out your name as I cum, a great surge of pleasure sweeping over me. You continue thrusting and I lose track of time as wave after wave rock me. You finally begin to slow, as does my shuddering. I feel your cock shrink and fall out of me. You release my legs and collapse on top of me, kissing my face. After catching your breath for a moment, you reach over and unclip my wrists, and dispose of the condom in the small bin next to the bed. Wrapping your arms around me, you roll onto your side, pulling me close. I can feel your breath on the top of my head as I snuggle against you, nuzzling and kissing your chest. You tilt my head back so that can see my face and kiss me gently on the the tip of my nose, resting your forehead against mine. "Fuck, hun." "I know," I say with a sigh. Wrapped around one another, limbs entangled, we let our heart rates return to normal. Dozing with post-coital exhaustion. " Wow!!! | |||
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"I moan into your mouth. And suddenly I’m very aware of just how restrained I am. I can’t touch you, can’t lean into you, can’t thrust my pussy against you. I kiss you feverishly, trying to show you how much I want you, its the only way left to me. You kneel in front of me, kissing , licking and nipping my throat and chest. You lick each of my breasts, staying away from the aching nipples until I’m wiggling as much as the rope around my waist will allow, begging you. Finally, you suck a nipple into your mouth and graze it with your teeth and I feel an electric shock in my pussy. You move back and forth between my nipples, my moans and gasps growing louder. You leave my aching breasts and begin licking and biting across my belly to my thighs, then continuing along the inside of each thigh. You lick my smooth mons and my outer lips. I throw my head back and try to raise my hips wanting your tongue inside me. You use two fingers to open me and lick along my folds. Just when I feel I can’t take anymore you push your tongue inside me and suck my clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, oh god!” You slide two fingers into me and begin to pump, still sucking and licking my clit. When my thighs begin to tremble and I start to pant softly, you pull away, eliciting a whine of protest from my lips. You stand up and look down at me, I look up at you flushed and gasping for breath. My eyes follow your hand as you reach down and pick up the crop. I jump as you trace it lightly along my jaw, then down to my chest, around each breast, over each nipple, across my belly, up the inside of each thigh... everywhere the crop lightly slides across my skin it leaves a trail of goose bumps. My head lolls back, my eyes closed, I’m panting softly. You push the crop against my lips. "Lick it," you order. I open my eyes and lift my head, looking at you questioningly. You brush the crop across my lips. “Lick it,” you say again. I Open my mouth, my tongue darts out and I lick the leather tentatively, then again, and again. You push it into my mouth and my eyes look at you in alarm. "Suck it, Mel. Pretend it's my cock and show me how you’ll suck me." I swallow nervously and begin to suck hesitantly. I close my eyes and do as you say... I pretend its your cock. I had done it so many times with my vibrator at home while fantasizing alone. I sigh and suck harder, licking along the shaft and moaning softly. Im so into the fantasy of sucking you that you have to tug on the crop to pull it from my mouth. I open my eyes and watch you looking at the crop, the leather dark with my saliva. My eyes move down to your crotch, the bulge in your pants seems even bigger. "You really are a slut, aren't you, Mel?" I look back up at your face and realize you had been watching me. My face reddens and I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head in denial. "N..no," I whisper. “No?” You growl. You grab a handful of hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking up at you. Theres nothing soft or warm about your eyes now. Even as my eyes widen in fear, I feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with desire. “Look at you. Tied up, sucking on a piece of leather because your Master told you to. Are you telling me you don't like this, Mel?" "No..I...I..." "No... you aren't telling me that. Because you do like it... you love it. You're so fucking wet already and you're hoping, just hoping, that I'm going to whip you with this crop, aren't you?" I don’t answer, can’t answer... I just stare up at you. You kiss me, making me groan with the force of your excitement. I close my eyes and kiss you back hungrily. Without breaking the kiss, you bring the crop down on the top of my right breast... just a light slap. I jump and squeal, sucking on your tongue frantically. You continue to kiss me as you slap my breasts with the crop, the tops, sides, undersides. My moaning is constant, feverishly biting your lips and sucking on your tongue. You pull away from my mouth, still slapping the crop on my breasts. I close my eyes and lean my head back as you whip my breasts and nipples, gradually hitting them harder and harder as my pain level grows with my excitement. Never in my life can I remember wanting a man's mouth on my tits as much as I want yours. "Please, please, please...." I groan, unable to verbalize coherently what I want. Suddenly the whipping stops. I open my eyes and see you lie the crop on the coffee table. You open your belt and zipper. My eyes grow wide as you pull out your cock... angry and red, its head glistening with precum. I lick my lips and groan as you begin to slide your hand up and down its length. "You want that, hun?" Your free hand caresses my face and then moves down and squeezes one of my reddened breasts. "Oh God Steve... please," I whisper. "You want it, don't you? You want this big cock in your little whore mouth, don't you? But you don't get it... not yet. Not until I say." I groan in frustration as you continue moving your hand up and down your shaft. You take a step towards me and run the head across my lips, my tongue flicks out reaching for you but I’m too late. I lick your precum off my lips and pull against the restraints on my wrists, but they hold fast. Gripping my head with both hands you lean into me and push your cock against my lips. At last! I open my mouth with a groan and suck you in gratefully. You hold my head still and thrust into my mouth over and over. I gag slightly when the head hits the back of my throat, but I keep sucking, humming softly with pleasure. "Gaahhd...." Your voice is hoarse with arousal. “Oh, you gorgeous bitch!" I’m not aware that you had released my head with one hand until I suddenly feel the crop slapping the insides of my thighs. I yelp around your cock as the next blow lands on my wet pussy. Moaning and sucking as you whip me, the crop splashing in my juices. When you begin to hit my swollen and tender clit over and over I feel my orgasm building and know I’m going to come any second. I can’t suck fast enough and my saliva and your precum drip from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my beaten breasts. Then I can’t suck at all as I chase the orgasm I can feel just beyond my reach. Panting softly, I simply hold my mouth open as your cock slides in and out. You pull out of my mouth and throw the crop down. Reaching down and grabbing my hair in both your hands you kiss me brutally, until I cant breathe and am struggling to pull away. You let go of my hair and with shaking hands untie the ropes binding me to the chair. You grab one arm and pull me roughly from the chair. My legs buckle, unable to hold me. "Steve... Please...p..please!" Half dragging me, you pull me quickly to the bed and push me down. Straddling my chest, you grab my wrists and clip them one at a time to a strap extending from the corner of the mattress. I hadn't noticed them before, but you must have attached the under bed restraints before I arrived. Staring down at me, you began to unbutton your shirt. I lick my lips as you pull off your shirt to reveal the hair-dusted muscles of your chest. Getting up from the bed, you quickly shed shoes, socks, and then pants and boxers. I groan at the sight of you, your erect cock standing up against your belly, watch you pull a condom from the bedside table. With your cock sheathed in latex, you kneel between my legs and grip my butt, pulling me up to you. You slide the head of your cock along my inner lips and I whimper, writhing and trying to bring you to where I need you. You rub against my clit and I plead incoherently. Finally you push the head against my slit and I groan with relief as I feel you sliding inside, opening me, stretching me. As soon as you’re embedded as far as you can go, you stop moving and look at me. I look up at you uncomprehendingly and wiggle my hips, trying to make you fuck me. But you don’t move. "Are you my slut, Mel?” You ask quietly. "Ohhh.... Steve... Please!" "Are you my slut?" When I don’t answer, you run your thumb over my belly towards my pussy, until you touch my clit. I thrash and cry out as you rub it in little circles. "Steve... Pleeease!" "I asked you a question...are you my slut?" "Yes! Yes! Now please, please, please....." “Say it... say you’re my slut.” You continue to rub my clit, waiting. “I am... I’m your slut Steve” “And who does this pussy belong to Mel?” Still using your thumb to circle my clit, while lazily pulling out and thrusting back into me. My eyes roll back. "You!" "Who do you belong to, Mel?" "You! I belong to you! Steve... Please!" You hook your elbows under my knees, planting your hands on the bed next to my shoulders and begin to thrust harder, faster. I cry out with relief and then gasp and moan when you lean down and suck a nipple into your mouth. You release my breast and cover my mouth with yours as you slam into me. You kiss me hard and deep and I can’t breathe, your tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same savagery that your cock is thrusting into my pussy. I growl into your mouth, animalistic and guttural. Suddenly you pull away, throw your head back, eyes closed. Your cock grows impossibly hard and pulses with your orgasm. I look up at you and think I have never seen anything more beautiful than your face above me as you cum with a hoarse shout. It was that, even more than the sensations in my pussy, that push me over the edge and I cry out your name as I cum, a great surge of pleasure sweeping over me. You continue thrusting and I lose track of time as wave after wave rock me. You finally begin to slow, as does my shuddering. I feel your cock shrink and fall out of me. You release my legs and collapse on top of me, kissing my face. After catching your breath for a moment, you reach over and unclip my wrists, and dispose of the condom in the small bin next to the bed. Wrapping your arms around me, you roll onto your side, pulling me close. I can feel your breath on the top of my head as I snuggle against you, nuzzling and kissing your chest. You tilt my head back so that can see my face and kiss me gently on the the tip of my nose, resting your forehead against mine. "Fuck, hun." "I know," I say with a sigh. Wrapped around one another, limbs entangled, we let our heart rates return to normal. Dozing with post-coital exhaustion. Wow!!!" Thank you  | |||
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"I moan into your mouth. And suddenly I’m very aware of just how restrained I am. I can’t touch you, can’t lean into you, can’t thrust my pussy against you. I kiss you feverishly, trying to show you how much I want you, its the only way left to me. You kneel in front of me, kissing , licking and nipping my throat and chest. You lick each of my breasts, staying away from the aching nipples until I’m wiggling as much as the rope around my waist will allow, begging you. Finally, you suck a nipple into your mouth and graze it with your teeth and I feel an electric shock in my pussy. You move back and forth between my nipples, my moans and gasps growing louder. You leave my aching breasts and begin licking and biting across my belly to my thighs, then continuing along the inside of each thigh. You lick my smooth mons and my outer lips. I throw my head back and try to raise my hips wanting your tongue inside me. You use two fingers to open me and lick along my folds. Just when I feel I can’t take anymore you push your tongue inside me and suck my clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, oh god!” You slide two fingers into me and begin to pump, still sucking and licking my clit. When my thighs begin to tremble and I start to pant softly, you pull away, eliciting a whine of protest from my lips. You stand up and look down at me, I look up at you flushed and gasping for breath. My eyes follow your hand as you reach down and pick up the crop. I jump as you trace it lightly along my jaw, then down to my chest, around each breast, over each nipple, across my belly, up the inside of each thigh... everywhere the crop lightly slides across my skin it leaves a trail of goose bumps. My head lolls back, my eyes closed, I’m panting softly. You push the crop against my lips. "Lick it," you order. I open my eyes and lift my head, looking at you questioningly. You brush the crop across my lips. “Lick it,” you say again. I Open my mouth, my tongue darts out and I lick the leather tentatively, then again, and again. You push it into my mouth and my eyes look at you in alarm. "Suck it, Mel. Pretend it's my cock and show me how you’ll suck me." I swallow nervously and begin to suck hesitantly. I close my eyes and do as you say... I pretend its your cock. I had done it so many times with my vibrator at home while fantasizing alone. I sigh and suck harder, licking along the shaft and moaning softly. Im so into the fantasy of sucking you that you have to tug on the crop to pull it from my mouth. I open my eyes and watch you looking at the crop, the leather dark with my saliva. My eyes move down to your crotch, the bulge in your pants seems even bigger. "You really are a slut, aren't you, Mel?" I look back up at your face and realize you had been watching me. My face reddens and I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head in denial. "N..no," I whisper. “No?” You growl. You grab a handful of hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking up at you. Theres nothing soft or warm about your eyes now. Even as my eyes widen in fear, I feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with desire. “Look at you. Tied up, sucking on a piece of leather because your Master told you to. Are you telling me you don't like this, Mel?" "No..I...I..." "No... you aren't telling me that. Because you do like it... you love it. You're so fucking wet already and you're hoping, just hoping, that I'm going to whip you with this crop, aren't you?" I don’t answer, can’t answer... I just stare up at you. You kiss me, making me groan with the force of your excitement. I close my eyes and kiss you back hungrily. Without breaking the kiss, you bring the crop down on the top of my right breast... just a light slap. I jump and squeal, sucking on your tongue frantically. You continue to kiss me as you slap my breasts with the crop, the tops, sides, undersides. My moaning is constant, feverishly biting your lips and sucking on your tongue. You pull away from my mouth, still slapping the crop on my breasts. I close my eyes and lean my head back as you whip my breasts and nipples, gradually hitting them harder and harder as my pain level grows with my excitement. Never in my life can I remember wanting a man's mouth on my tits as much as I want yours. "Please, please, please...." I groan, unable to verbalize coherently what I want. Suddenly the whipping stops. I open my eyes and see you lie the crop on the coffee table. You open your belt and zipper. My eyes grow wide as you pull out your cock... angry and red, its head glistening with precum. I lick my lips and groan as you begin to slide your hand up and down its length. "You want that, hun?" Your free hand caresses my face and then moves down and squeezes one of my reddened breasts. "Oh God Steve... please," I whisper. "You want it, don't you? You want this big cock in your little whore mouth, don't you? But you don't get it... not yet. Not until I say." I groan in frustration as you continue moving your hand up and down your shaft. You take a step towards me and run the head across my lips, my tongue flicks out reaching for you but I’m too late. I lick your precum off my lips and pull against the restraints on my wrists, but they hold fast. Gripping my head with both hands you lean into me and push your cock against my lips. At last! I open my mouth with a groan and suck you in gratefully. You hold my head still and thrust into my mouth over and over. I gag slightly when the head hits the back of my throat, but I keep sucking, humming softly with pleasure. "Gaahhd...." Your voice is hoarse with arousal. “Oh, you gorgeous bitch!" I’m not aware that you had released my head with one hand until I suddenly feel the crop slapping the insides of my thighs. I yelp around your cock as the next blow lands on my wet pussy. Moaning and sucking as you whip me, the crop splashing in my juices. When you begin to hit my swollen and tender clit over and over I feel my orgasm building and know I’m going to come any second. I can’t suck fast enough and my saliva and your precum drip from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my beaten breasts. Then I can’t suck at all as I chase the orgasm I can feel just beyond my reach. Panting softly, I simply hold my mouth open as your cock slides in and out. You pull out of my mouth and throw the crop down. Reaching down and grabbing my hair in both your hands you kiss me brutally, until I cant breathe and am struggling to pull away. You let go of my hair and with shaking hands untie the ropes binding me to the chair. You grab one arm and pull me roughly from the chair. My legs buckle, unable to hold me. "Steve... Please...p..please!" Half dragging me, you pull me quickly to the bed and push me down. Straddling my chest, you grab my wrists and clip them one at a time to a strap extending from the corner of the mattress. I hadn't noticed them before, but you must have attached the under bed restraints before I arrived. Staring down at me, you began to unbutton your shirt. I lick my lips as you pull off your shirt to reveal the hair-dusted muscles of your chest. Getting up from the bed, you quickly shed shoes, socks, and then pants and boxers. I groan at the sight of you, your erect cock standing up against your belly, watch you pull a condom from the bedside table. With your cock sheathed in latex, you kneel between my legs and grip my butt, pulling me up to you. You slide the head of your cock along my inner lips and I whimper, writhing and trying to bring you to where I need you. You rub against my clit and I plead incoherently. Finally you push the head against my slit and I groan with relief as I feel you sliding inside, opening me, stretching me. As soon as you’re embedded as far as you can go, you stop moving and look at me. I look up at you uncomprehendingly and wiggle my hips, trying to make you fuck me. But you don’t move. "Are you my slut, Mel?” You ask quietly. "Ohhh.... Steve... Please!" "Are you my slut?" When I don’t answer, you run your thumb over my belly towards my pussy, until you touch my clit. I thrash and cry out as you rub it in little circles. "Steve... Pleeease!" "I asked you a question...are you my slut?" "Yes! Yes! Now please, please, please....." “Say it... say you’re my slut.” You continue to rub my clit, waiting. “I am... I’m your slut Steve” “And who does this pussy belong to Mel?” Still using your thumb to circle my clit, while lazily pulling out and thrusting back into me. My eyes roll back. "You!" "Who do you belong to, Mel?" "You! I belong to you! Steve... Please!" You hook your elbows under my knees, planting your hands on the bed next to my shoulders and begin to thrust harder, faster. I cry out with relief and then gasp and moan when you lean down and suck a nipple into your mouth. You release my breast and cover my mouth with yours as you slam into me. You kiss me hard and deep and I can’t breathe, your tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same savagery that your cock is thrusting into my pussy. I growl into your mouth, animalistic and guttural. Suddenly you pull away, throw your head back, eyes closed. Your cock grows impossibly hard and pulses with your orgasm. I look up at you and think I have never seen anything more beautiful than your face above me as you cum with a hoarse shout. It was that, even more than the sensations in my pussy, that push me over the edge and I cry out your name as I cum, a great surge of pleasure sweeping over me. You continue thrusting and I lose track of time as wave after wave rock me. You finally begin to slow, as does my shuddering. I feel your cock shrink and fall out of me. You release my legs and collapse on top of me, kissing my face. After catching your breath for a moment, you reach over and unclip my wrists, and dispose of the condom in the small bin next to the bed. Wrapping your arms around me, you roll onto your side, pulling me close. I can feel your breath on the top of my head as I snuggle against you, nuzzling and kissing your chest. You tilt my head back so that can see my face and kiss me gently on the the tip of my nose, resting your forehead against mine. "Fuck, hun." "I know," I say with a sigh. Wrapped around one another, limbs entangled, we let our heart rates return to normal. Dozing with post-coital exhaustion. Wow!!! Thank you "Could defo be an erotic writer hun....had me hooked,like the 50 shades series did.. looking forward to reading more..x | |||
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"I moan into your mouth. And suddenly I’m very aware of just how restrained I am. I can’t touch you, can’t lean into you, can’t thrust my pussy against you. I kiss you feverishly, trying to show you how much I want you, its the only way left to me. You kneel in front of me, kissing , licking and nipping my throat and chest. You lick each of my breasts, staying away from the aching nipples until I’m wiggling as much as the rope around my waist will allow, begging you. Finally, you suck a nipple into your mouth and graze it with your teeth and I feel an electric shock in my pussy. You move back and forth between my nipples, my moans and gasps growing louder. You leave my aching breasts and begin licking and biting across my belly to my thighs, then continuing along the inside of each thigh. You lick my smooth mons and my outer lips. I throw my head back and try to raise my hips wanting your tongue inside me. You use two fingers to open me and lick along my folds. Just when I feel I can’t take anymore you push your tongue inside me and suck my clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, oh god!” You slide two fingers into me and begin to pump, still sucking and licking my clit. When my thighs begin to tremble and I start to pant softly, you pull away, eliciting a whine of protest from my lips. You stand up and look down at me, I look up at you flushed and gasping for breath. My eyes follow your hand as you reach down and pick up the crop. I jump as you trace it lightly along my jaw, then down to my chest, around each breast, over each nipple, across my belly, up the inside of each thigh... everywhere the crop lightly slides across my skin it leaves a trail of goose bumps. My head lolls back, my eyes closed, I’m panting softly. You push the crop against my lips. "Lick it," you order. I open my eyes and lift my head, looking at you questioningly. You brush the crop across my lips. “Lick it,” you say again. I Open my mouth, my tongue darts out and I lick the leather tentatively, then again, and again. You push it into my mouth and my eyes look at you in alarm. "Suck it, Mel. Pretend it's my cock and show me how you’ll suck me." I swallow nervously and begin to suck hesitantly. I close my eyes and do as you say... I pretend its your cock. I had done it so many times with my vibrator at home while fantasizing alone. I sigh and suck harder, licking along the shaft and moaning softly. Im so into the fantasy of sucking you that you have to tug on the crop to pull it from my mouth. I open my eyes and watch you looking at the crop, the leather dark with my saliva. My eyes move down to your crotch, the bulge in your pants seems even bigger. "You really are a slut, aren't you, Mel?" I look back up at your face and realize you had been watching me. My face reddens and I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head in denial. "N..no," I whisper. “No?” You growl. You grab a handful of hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking up at you. Theres nothing soft or warm about your eyes now. Even as my eyes widen in fear, I feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with desire. “Look at you. Tied up, sucking on a piece of leather because your Master told you to. Are you telling me you don't like this, Mel?" "No..I...I..." "No... you aren't telling me that. Because you do like it... you love it. You're so fucking wet already and you're hoping, just hoping, that I'm going to whip you with this crop, aren't you?" I don’t answer, can’t answer... I just stare up at you. You kiss me, making me groan with the force of your excitement. I close my eyes and kiss you back hungrily. Without breaking the kiss, you bring the crop down on the top of my right breast... just a light slap. I jump and squeal, sucking on your tongue frantically. You continue to kiss me as you slap my breasts with the crop, the tops, sides, undersides. My moaning is constant, feverishly biting your lips and sucking on your tongue. You pull away from my mouth, still slapping the crop on my breasts. I close my eyes and lean my head back as you whip my breasts and nipples, gradually hitting them harder and harder as my pain level grows with my excitement. Never in my life can I remember wanting a man's mouth on my tits as much as I want yours. "Please, please, please...." I groan, unable to verbalize coherently what I want. Suddenly the whipping stops. I open my eyes and see you lie the crop on the coffee table. You open your belt and zipper. My eyes grow wide as you pull out your cock... angry and red, its head glistening with precum. I lick my lips and groan as you begin to slide your hand up and down its length. "You want that, hun?" Your free hand caresses my face and then moves down and squeezes one of my reddened breasts. "Oh God Steve... please," I whisper. "You want it, don't you? You want this big cock in your little whore mouth, don't you? But you don't get it... not yet. Not until I say." I groan in frustration as you continue moving your hand up and down your shaft. You take a step towards me and run the head across my lips, my tongue flicks out reaching for you but I’m too late. I lick your precum off my lips and pull against the restraints on my wrists, but they hold fast. Gripping my head with both hands you lean into me and push your cock against my lips. At last! I open my mouth with a groan and suck you in gratefully. You hold my head still and thrust into my mouth over and over. I gag slightly when the head hits the back of my throat, but I keep sucking, humming softly with pleasure. "Gaahhd...." Your voice is hoarse with arousal. “Oh, you gorgeous bitch!" I’m not aware that you had released my head with one hand until I suddenly feel the crop slapping the insides of my thighs. I yelp around your cock as the next blow lands on my wet pussy. Moaning and sucking as you whip me, the crop splashing in my juices. When you begin to hit my swollen and tender clit over and over I feel my orgasm building and know I’m going to come any second. I can’t suck fast enough and my saliva and your precum drip from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my beaten breasts. Then I can’t suck at all as I chase the orgasm I can feel just beyond my reach. Panting softly, I simply hold my mouth open as your cock slides in and out. You pull out of my mouth and throw the crop down. Reaching down and grabbing my hair in both your hands you kiss me brutally, until I cant breathe and am struggling to pull away. You let go of my hair and with shaking hands untie the ropes binding me to the chair. You grab one arm and pull me roughly from the chair. My legs buckle, unable to hold me. "Steve... Please...p..please!" Half dragging me, you pull me quickly to the bed and push me down. Straddling my chest, you grab my wrists and clip them one at a time to a strap extending from the corner of the mattress. I hadn't noticed them before, but you must have attached the under bed restraints before I arrived. Staring down at me, you began to unbutton your shirt. I lick my lips as you pull off your shirt to reveal the hair-dusted muscles of your chest. Getting up from the bed, you quickly shed shoes, socks, and then pants and boxers. I groan at the sight of you, your erect cock standing up against your belly, watch you pull a condom from the bedside table. With your cock sheathed in latex, you kneel between my legs and grip my butt, pulling me up to you. You slide the head of your cock along my inner lips and I whimper, writhing and trying to bring you to where I need you. You rub against my clit and I plead incoherently. Finally you push the head against my slit and I groan with relief as I feel you sliding inside, opening me, stretching me. As soon as you’re embedded as far as you can go, you stop moving and look at me. I look up at you uncomprehendingly and wiggle my hips, trying to make you fuck me. But you don’t move. "Are you my slut, Mel?” You ask quietly. "Ohhh.... Steve... Please!" "Are you my slut?" When I don’t answer, you run your thumb over my belly towards my pussy, until you touch my clit. I thrash and cry out as you rub it in little circles. "Steve... Pleeease!" "I asked you a question...are you my slut?" "Yes! Yes! Now please, please, please....." “Say it... say you’re my slut.” You continue to rub my clit, waiting. “I am... I’m your slut Steve” “And who does this pussy belong to Mel?” Still using your thumb to circle my clit, while lazily pulling out and thrusting back into me. My eyes roll back. "You!" "Who do you belong to, Mel?" "You! I belong to you! Steve... Please!" You hook your elbows under my knees, planting your hands on the bed next to my shoulders and begin to thrust harder, faster. I cry out with relief and then gasp and moan when you lean down and suck a nipple into your mouth. You release my breast and cover my mouth with yours as you slam into me. You kiss me hard and deep and I can’t breathe, your tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same savagery that your cock is thrusting into my pussy. I growl into your mouth, animalistic and guttural. Suddenly you pull away, throw your head back, eyes closed. Your cock grows impossibly hard and pulses with your orgasm. I look up at you and think I have never seen anything more beautiful than your face above me as you cum with a hoarse shout. It was that, even more than the sensations in my pussy, that push me over the edge and I cry out your name as I cum, a great surge of pleasure sweeping over me. You continue thrusting and I lose track of time as wave after wave rock me. You finally begin to slow, as does my shuddering. I feel your cock shrink and fall out of me. You release my legs and collapse on top of me, kissing my face. After catching your breath for a moment, you reach over and unclip my wrists, and dispose of the condom in the small bin next to the bed. Wrapping your arms around me, you roll onto your side, pulling me close. I can feel your breath on the top of my head as I snuggle against you, nuzzling and kissing your chest. You tilt my head back so that can see my face and kiss me gently on the the tip of my nose, resting your forehead against mine. "Fuck, hun." "I know," I say with a sigh. Wrapped around one another, limbs entangled, we let our heart rates return to normal. Dozing with post-coital exhaustion. Wow!!! Thank you
Could defo be an erotic writer hun....had me hooked,like the 50 shades series did.. looking forward to reading more..x"Aww thank you... I’ll have to get my writers cap back on lol  x | |||
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"I moan into your mouth. And suddenly I’m very aware of just how restrained I am. I can’t touch you, can’t lean into you, can’t thrust my pussy against you. I kiss you feverishly, trying to show you how much I want you, its the only way left to me. You kneel in front of me, kissing , licking and nipping my throat and chest. You lick each of my breasts, staying away from the aching nipples until I’m wiggling as much as the rope around my waist will allow, begging you. Finally, you suck a nipple into your mouth and graze it with your teeth and I feel an electric shock in my pussy. You move back and forth between my nipples, my moans and gasps growing louder. You leave my aching breasts and begin licking and biting across my belly to my thighs, then continuing along the inside of each thigh. You lick my smooth mons and my outer lips. I throw my head back and try to raise my hips wanting your tongue inside me. You use two fingers to open me and lick along my folds. Just when I feel I can’t take anymore you push your tongue inside me and suck my clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, oh god!” You slide two fingers into me and begin to pump, still sucking and licking my clit. When my thighs begin to tremble and I start to pant softly, you pull away, eliciting a whine of protest from my lips. You stand up and look down at me, I look up at you flushed and gasping for breath. My eyes follow your hand as you reach down and pick up the crop. I jump as you trace it lightly along my jaw, then down to my chest, around each breast, over each nipple, across my belly, up the inside of each thigh... everywhere the crop lightly slides across my skin it leaves a trail of goose bumps. My head lolls back, my eyes closed, I’m panting softly. You push the crop against my lips. "Lick it," you order. I open my eyes and lift my head, looking at you questioningly. You brush the crop across my lips. “Lick it,” you say again. I Open my mouth, my tongue darts out and I lick the leather tentatively, then again, and again. You push it into my mouth and my eyes look at you in alarm. "Suck it, Mel. Pretend it's my cock and show me how you’ll suck me." I swallow nervously and begin to suck hesitantly. I close my eyes and do as you say... I pretend its your cock. I had done it so many times with my vibrator at home while fantasizing alone. I sigh and suck harder, licking along the shaft and moaning softly. Im so into the fantasy of sucking you that you have to tug on the crop to pull it from my mouth. I open my eyes and watch you looking at the crop, the leather dark with my saliva. My eyes move down to your crotch, the bulge in your pants seems even bigger. "You really are a slut, aren't you, Mel?" I look back up at your face and realize you had been watching me. My face reddens and I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head in denial. "N..no," I whisper. “No?” You growl. You grab a handful of hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking up at you. Theres nothing soft or warm about your eyes now. Even as my eyes widen in fear, I feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with desire. “Look at you. Tied up, sucking on a piece of leather because your Master told you to. Are you telling me you don't like this, Mel?" "No..I...I..." "No... you aren't telling me that. Because you do like it... you love it. You're so fucking wet already and you're hoping, just hoping, that I'm going to whip you with this crop, aren't you?" I don’t answer, can’t answer... I just stare up at you. You kiss me, making me groan with the force of your excitement. I close my eyes and kiss you back hungrily. Without breaking the kiss, you bring the crop down on the top of my right breast... just a light slap. I jump and squeal, sucking on your tongue frantically. You continue to kiss me as you slap my breasts with the crop, the tops, sides, undersides. My moaning is constant, feverishly biting your lips and sucking on your tongue. You pull away from my mouth, still slapping the crop on my breasts. I close my eyes and lean my head back as you whip my breasts and nipples, gradually hitting them harder and harder as my pain level grows with my excitement. Never in my life can I remember wanting a man's mouth on my tits as much as I want yours. "Please, please, please...." I groan, unable to verbalize coherently what I want. Suddenly the whipping stops. I open my eyes and see you lie the crop on the coffee table. You open your belt and zipper. My eyes grow wide as you pull out your cock... angry and red, its head glistening with precum. I lick my lips and groan as you begin to slide your hand up and down its length. "You want that, hun?" Your free hand caresses my face and then moves down and squeezes one of my reddened breasts. "Oh God Steve... please," I whisper. "You want it, don't you? You want this big cock in your little whore mouth, don't you? But you don't get it... not yet. Not until I say." I groan in frustration as you continue moving your hand up and down your shaft. You take a step towards me and run the head across my lips, my tongue flicks out reaching for you but I’m too late. I lick your precum off my lips and pull against the restraints on my wrists, but they hold fast. Gripping my head with both hands you lean into me and push your cock against my lips. At last! I open my mouth with a groan and suck you in gratefully. You hold my head still and thrust into my mouth over and over. I gag slightly when the head hits the back of my throat, but I keep sucking, humming softly with pleasure. "Gaahhd...." Your voice is hoarse with arousal. “Oh, you gorgeous bitch!" I’m not aware that you had released my head with one hand until I suddenly feel the crop slapping the insides of my thighs. I yelp around your cock as the next blow lands on my wet pussy. Moaning and sucking as you whip me, the crop splashing in my juices. When you begin to hit my swollen and tender clit over and over I feel my orgasm building and know I’m going to come any second. I can’t suck fast enough and my saliva and your precum drip from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my beaten breasts. Then I can’t suck at all as I chase the orgasm I can feel just beyond my reach. Panting softly, I simply hold my mouth open as your cock slides in and out. You pull out of my mouth and throw the crop down. Reaching down and grabbing my hair in both your hands you kiss me brutally, until I cant breathe and am struggling to pull away. You let go of my hair and with shaking hands untie the ropes binding me to the chair. You grab one arm and pull me roughly from the chair. My legs buckle, unable to hold me. "Steve... Please...p..please!" Half dragging me, you pull me quickly to the bed and push me down. Straddling my chest, you grab my wrists and clip them one at a time to a strap extending from the corner of the mattress. I hadn't noticed them before, but you must have attached the under bed restraints before I arrived. Staring down at me, you began to unbutton your shirt. I lick my lips as you pull off your shirt to reveal the hair-dusted muscles of your chest. Getting up from the bed, you quickly shed shoes, socks, and then pants and boxers. I groan at the sight of you, your erect cock standing up against your belly, watch you pull a condom from the bedside table. With your cock sheathed in latex, you kneel between my legs and grip my butt, pulling me up to you. You slide the head of your cock along my inner lips and I whimper, writhing and trying to bring you to where I need you. You rub against my clit and I plead incoherently. Finally you push the head against my slit and I groan with relief as I feel you sliding inside, opening me, stretching me. As soon as you’re embedded as far as you can go, you stop moving and look at me. I look up at you uncomprehendingly and wiggle my hips, trying to make you fuck me. But you don’t move. "Are you my slut, Mel?” You ask quietly. "Ohhh.... Steve... Please!" "Are you my slut?" When I don’t answer, you run your thumb over my belly towards my pussy, until you touch my clit. I thrash and cry out as you rub it in little circles. "Steve... Pleeease!" "I asked you a question...are you my slut?" "Yes! Yes! Now please, please, please....." “Say it... say you’re my slut.” You continue to rub my clit, waiting. “I am... I’m your slut Steve” “And who does this pussy belong to Mel?” Still using your thumb to circle my clit, while lazily pulling out and thrusting back into me. My eyes roll back. "You!" "Who do you belong to, Mel?" "You! I belong to you! Steve... Please!" You hook your elbows under my knees, planting your hands on the bed next to my shoulders and begin to thrust harder, faster. I cry out with relief and then gasp and moan when you lean down and suck a nipple into your mouth. You release my breast and cover my mouth with yours as you slam into me. You kiss me hard and deep and I can’t breathe, your tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same savagery that your cock is thrusting into my pussy. I growl into your mouth, animalistic and guttural. Suddenly you pull away, throw your head back, eyes closed. Your cock grows impossibly hard and pulses with your orgasm. I look up at you and think I have never seen anything more beautiful than your face above me as you cum with a hoarse shout. It was that, even more than the sensations in my pussy, that push me over the edge and I cry out your name as I cum, a great surge of pleasure sweeping over me. You continue thrusting and I lose track of time as wave after wave rock me. You finally begin to slow, as does my shuddering. I feel your cock shrink and fall out of me. You release my legs and collapse on top of me, kissing my face. After catching your breath for a moment, you reach over and unclip my wrists, and dispose of the condom in the small bin next to the bed. Wrapping your arms around me, you roll onto your side, pulling me close. I can feel your breath on the top of my head as I snuggle against you, nuzzling and kissing your chest. You tilt my head back so that can see my face and kiss me gently on the the tip of my nose, resting your forehead against mine. "Fuck, hun." "I know," I say with a sigh. Wrapped around one another, limbs entangled, we let our heart rates return to normal. Dozing with post-coital exhaustion. Wow!!! Thank you
Could defo be an erotic writer hun....had me hooked,like the 50 shades series did.. looking forward to reading more..x
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"On so very many levels I love this adventure. I felt you anxious, scared yet exhilarated, your heart beating at the door, the apprehension and fear of rejection, the wholesome feeling of being complete in the rightful re-affirmation that YOU, all you need to be, to be ALL THAT. The teasing and taunting, the kissing, before, during... the feel, the love of that feel. The sensational sensations of being touched, how it felt, what tingled and how, your physical pleasure, your mental pleasure. I will get 'too' lost dwelling on the rest lol. You write beautifully, sharing such intricate details, bringing to life that experience like a movie, where emotions and sensations are plugged into the viewers mind. Lip tinglingly ( a new word just for you [say it fast haha]) sensational. As for your mind... delicious xx"Thank you x | |||
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