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Sleeping next to your dom, they partially wake up in the morning and look at you still totally asleep, your arms draped over them. Bleary-eyed, they still think you look so cute lying there, so they grab you and pull you on top of them, your head now resting on their chest. You must have been having a wet dream, because they can feel the dampness of your panties pressing against their bulge. Still half asleep themselves, they start to move you back and forth, grinding you against them as they get hard beneath you. The feeling invades your dreams and you start to instinctively rock your hips back and forth on your own. The dream you're having feels so good, you don't even realize when your soaked panties are pulled aside and the tip of their cock presses against your pussy.
Still lost in that dream, a moan escapes your throat as they begin to lower you down on them, their length stretching you apart to fit them. They go slowly, gradually letting their cock fill you up, until they pull you down the last couple inches, the sudden impact jolting your eyes open. They hold you gently, petting your hair, whispering, "shhhhh it's okay baby, I've got you, go back to sleep." Your eyes close again, but now that cock dominates your dreams, and you start to shift your little hips on top of it, your body acting on its own. Your Dom keeps one hand on your head, petting your hair, while the other gently presses your lower back as they slowly thrust up into you.
Eventually, your soft moans become too much, and your Dom starts to move their hips faster, more aggressive, lost in their own half-asleep fantasies of you, until the force and movement rocks you awake again. This time though, they have no mind to comfort you back to sleep, and as you start to raise your head from their chest and realize what's happening to you, the hands become more aggressive. The hand on your head moves to your neck, wrapping around it and holding you in place, while the one on your lower back now grips your ass, shifting it back and forth as they pound into you.
Rough.
Primal.
Animalistic.
It doesn't occur to you how long they were taking advantage of you in your sleep until you feel yourself shake and convulse from the first orgasm, the one they had been building in you for god knows how long. Now you're awake, but still unable to do anything to fight back, the shock of waking up like this and their strong hands holding you against them as they use you. Tears start to well in your eyes, even though it feels so...good.
Good.
Yes, it feels good.
No matter how much you gasp and try to protest, your body knows that it wants this, and so your hips start moving on their own again. You're doing the work for them, so the hand comes away from your ass and joins the other one at your neck, both now wrapped tightly around your throat. Your vision starts to get blurry at the edges as your own hands try to pull these ones away from you, but it's all you can do to hold on to them while your body bounces on that cock, betraying you completely. The tears fall fully from your eyes, streaming down your face and falling onto your doms chest. You look now and see that they're no longer half asleep either, their eyes intensely locked with yours as they smile at your tears. "Shhh it's okay baby, I've got you, go back to sleep." As their grip tightens, both your hips and theirs move faster and harder. The last thing you feel before unconsciousness takes you, is them pounding up into you one last time, flooding you with cum until you fall forward, back onto their chest, asleep once again.
by Anomy
Since so many liked hearing me cum for my favorite audio guy (twice), I thought I’d make another. He just gets me so wet, I can’t help myself.
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Haven’t been on in so long…dyed my hair and added more tats 😜🤘🏼
Bathed Internally
I rose from his bed on trembling legs and took a few shaky steps towards the bathroom. It was late afternoon and he’d left my in a highly aroused state, to the point where I was begging him, pleading with him to take me, use me, promising to do unspeakable things for him if he’d only give me the release my body craved. It was such sweet torture and my body ached with need, the need to please and be pleased, but he had something else in mind and left, closing the door behind him, leaving me alone for the remainder of the day.
I stood at the door leading into the bathroom and slide my palms across my full breasts, cupping and squeezing them, while my thumbs drew circles around my nipples. I felt them stiffen and continued to toy with hardening pink nubs of sensitive flesh, stretching them out painfully, rolling their hardness between thumb and forefinger. I let out a sigh, which ended in a soft groan and allowed my hands to travel down to my belly. I felt my belly draw in, so sensitive to the slightest caress, and moaned softly. Stepping out to the side, spreading my legs until they were about shoulder width apart, I smoothed my hands over softly curved hips to the crease of my thigh. I brushed fingertips across the mound of soft curly hairs, still damp from earlier that day, than grasped a few hairs between her fingers of her right hand and tugged sideways. The delicate petals of her sex pulled open, swollen and glistening, my womanly scent perfuming the air around me.
My palm slides over my mound, the middle finger gliding between the neatly trimmed crease, her palm pressing against that tiny bud of pleasure while I slide into my opening, up to the first knuckle. I wriggled my finger, making a come hither motion and this brought another moan to my lips and a deep aching feeling between my legs. I miss seed him. I pulled my hand back, dragging a slick finger up until I felt the hood slide back, exposing the tiny pink bud that lay within the moist folds of my sex. I fingered the tiny pink bud, teasing it with soft strokes and a vibrating motion until I felt it throb and ache. I shuddered and felt myself easily approaching orgasm. I jerked my hand away and cried out to no one, ‘No! No, I can’t! ’ I must wait for you. You would be returning soon for me and when you do, I must be ready.
Every nerve in my body was on fire. The slightest hint of a breeze across my nipples, the lightest touch to my flesh brought on feelings of hunger that only You could satisfy.
I ran a hot bath thinking it might calm her nerves. I added some perfumed bath salts and swirled the water with her foot. I knew to prepare myself, you didn’t have to tell me, it was expected of me. I felt duty bound to be the best and only woman you would ever need.
I gathered my hair up and loosely pinned it in place with a couple of silver pins. Stepping into the tub, I sat down and eased back until the water reached my neck. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts drift. As usual, my thoughts turned to You. I recalled your hands on my body, so powerful, possessing me, bringing to surface those desires I held deep. He was fully aware of her need and with the expert touch of a true master, he would caress and tease, bringing me to the edge then easing me back, always in control. I had been helpless, depending on him, completely at his mercy. He’d worked her body like a fine-tuned instrument until I was begging for more.
I groaned, low and deep in her throat. Never had I expected to feel this way with him. Taking the sponge in one hand, I held out my arm and squeezed warm water down its length. I found marks on my wrist where the bindings had pressed into the soft flesh. I switched hands and did the same to the other arm, noting some marks there as well. No doubt they would fade soon but best to keep covered until then. I washed my breasts and winced; my breasts ached and the nipples were still tender. I quickly rinsed, trying as much as possible to avoid brushing against my tits with the rough sponge.
Raising a foot out of the water, I squeezed the sponge down a shapely leg until I reached my ankle. I noted the fading lines around my ankle and wasn’t at all surprised. I thought it wasn’t so bad being ‘marked,’ and smiled at the thought.
I quickly finished washing and rinsed off a few times. I felt wonderfully refreshed and stepped out of the tub, my feet hitting the cold tile floor. My skin goose bumped and I shivered. Reaching out for the oversized bath towel I quickly dried off. I smoothed perfumed body creme onto skin flushed from the hot bath and brisk rub down. I was ready.
I returned to the bedroom with a sensual gracefulness that spoke of a woman fully aware of her body. I reached into the closet and took out a short, dusty pink silk chiffon robe. I pulled on the robe and tied the satin sash around my waist then moved around picking up and straightening. I found the bindings discarded on the floor, next to a set of rings. I picked them up then slide the cord through her fingers until I came to the end, which I caught in my hand. My heart rate picked up, my breath caught in my throat. I recalled how you had quite suddenly taken me with such force, it was enough to make me groan out loud and beg for more.
I lay down on the cool satin sheets with the bindings draped over my body. My robe had pulled open to the waist, exposing the rounded edges of my tender breasts and my small, rippled belly. I turned on my side, wrapping the bindings around once. I would rest a while; I had a feeling I would need it tonight. He was rather demanding of me, dared not risk his displeasure.
I awoke tied; face down on our bed. My hands were tied together, straight above my head, my legs far apart to either side of the end of the bed. I couldn’t even wiggle. Around my neck was a belt but it wasn’t tight, yet. My body was still sore, not in a painful way, just that ache you get after a good workout. I was tied so tight I couldn’t move my neck to see much of the room except my very secure head board and a picture of my loving boyfriend, which sat on my side of the bed.
You walked into the room, but I couldn’t see where you stood. My heart was racing yet I tried to remain calm, whatever you had planned was going to happen and freaking out would only make it worse for me… but probably better for you. I smiled a wicked smile. Without moving within my sight I felt you move onto the bed between my legs. I was shaking now. I had to keep it together.
You grazed my skin along my back so gently; my fear and heightened senses made it feel so intense, I let out a moan. You softly ran your hands along my naked body, bringing me almost to the point of orgasm then you abruptly stopped. The pause was just as intense because I didn’t know what would happen next or where on my body. It seemed to last forever. Finally you ended the silence with a slap on my ass.
“Ooohhh God!” I let out, which was followed by another slap to my other cheek. I kept quite by yelling into the pillow. Your hands caressed over my back and around to my tits. Your rough, strong hands grabbed my small breasts and squeezed hard enough to hurt but soft enough not to bruise. I let out a gasp before catching it and keeping it to myself as he grabbed each of my nipples and pinched hard. I thought I couldn’t take anymore as you began to twist harder, but just before I let out a huge scream you released your grip and glided your hands back down my body, over my sensitive stomach and across the outside of my, now very wet, pussy.
One finger found my labia and stroked between them. I felt the part, almost magically, to your touch as you pressed home. One finger followed by another shortly afterwards found their way into me, pushing past my soaked lips and into my tight pussy. I arched my back, trying to take your fingers in without hurting. My pussy stretched to accommodate you. As you finger fucked me I adjusted to your presence and began to really enjoy your ministrations. I pushed back against your hands as much as I could, it felt so good, but again, just as I reached an orgasm you changed it up again. You pulled out your fingers and, without any hesitation, rammed in your cock deep into my pussy, pushing just past the back. Filling me like never before, pure penetration.
I couldn’t think, or move, all I could do was take your hard cock deep into my body. I felt the pressure against my cervix as you almost pushed through directly into my womb. You then withdrew slowly… making me beg to be filled again. Your hips pushed forwards and once again you slipped inside, balls deep. In and out. In and out. Increasing pace, in out in out in…You fucked me hard, slapping my ass every few thrusts. I thought I would tear in half. I could feel every thrust, every inch. Just as I had before, I started to enjoy it; you reached around and pinched my nipple hard. And just when I thought it would get pinched off, I came with such force that I tore my restraints into my wrists. But I didn’t care; I just kept cumming and cumming as you continued fucking and fucking.
I twitched and shook, oblivious to the world, all I knew was orgasmic pleasure until I just lay there motionless, thinking it was over. But it wasn’t. You pulled out you cock and rubbed my pussy juices all over my asshole. I realised what you were doing and began to struggle hard, begging you not too. I couldn’t take his massive girth in my ass. But you ignored my pleas and grabbed the belt strap around my neck and pulled it a tight. I could barely breathe but I wasn’t going to die, he pulled me back with the strap and positioned himself again at my ass. It was going to happen… and this time I was still… I was ready.
My heart was pounding from fear; I could hear it in my ears, probably due to the belt gently choking me. You got my ass soaked with pussy juice then started to push in the swollen head of your erect penis. Slowly, but forcefully you entered me. More and more of your head pushed past my resistance. As much as I tried to relax to accommodate you I was too scared and my body was trying to keep you out no matter what. Then it happened, the awkward pressure suddenly disappeared as my ass relented to your intrusion. Your cock head finally popped inside of me, and with that you thrust deep into my taboo hole.
I tensed up hard and screamed. The belt loosened as you used both hands to grab my hips, you held me tight as you kept your cock deep inside of me, waiting for me to adjust to your size. I was shaking and whimpering as you began to pump your invasive erection in and out of my peachy bottom, slowly at first. You built up speed and by the time you were fucking my ass hard I was again more than simply enjoying it. I was in heaven. I was yours.
I did my best against my restraints to push back against your thrusting cock to take more; I loved feeling you own me deep. The harder you went the more I wanted, I was insatiable. I couldn’t cum enough; I thought I’d take it all night. Just as I came my hardest ever, shaking and screaming, you pulled out.
With one hand you released my restraints, allowing me to roll onto my back in front of you while you looked at my naked, taken body and masturbated fast. Your hand was a blur as you stared into my glassy blue eyes. Still twitching in the after effects if my own orgasm I stare up into your face as you blow your hot load all over stomach and pussy, watching your beautiful face, your beautiful features, showing signs of your orgasm and giggle to myself in pure and utter ecstasy as you collapse by my side, your breathing heavy. I take your hand in mine which is still sticky from fucking my soaking pussy. Your eyes are misty and I hear you swear and say my name as once again we relish in the fact that we’ve completely blown each others minds. My pussy is thumping from where you have fucked me hard and fast and my throat is hoarse from my screams my lips red from where I’ve bitten them as your cock has slammed hard into my ass I don’t think I’ll ever stop being amazed at the chemistry between us and how we seem to move so perfectly. The fact that your tongue always makes me cum and I lose total control over myself for you just because of the way you touch me.
Our bodies relax and we melt into each other. You kiss my neck affectionately and immediately the pulsing I feel in my pussy moves to my clit and I am ready for you again… I shiver with excitement and my tits turn very slightly red, swelling noticeably. Waiting for your fingers to stroke them and continue exciting my pussy. Instead I decide to let you recover and turn onto my stomach kissing you on your beautiful soft chest. My hands begin stroking at the soft skin between your hips, tracing up and down distracting your mind as you talk to me.
My strokes begin to get lower, stroking firmly between your legs. I can feel you beginning to get turned on as you fill your lungs and inhale softly. My hands gently cup your balls, teasing you, squeezing them gently and stroking over them, up across your soft cock.
I caress you gently for a little while, and eventually I take my teasing a little further kissing your neck and licking your earlobes gently. I move to position myself between your legs. I massage them, getting close to your cock, slowly moving my hands to massage the area around your cock, relaxing your body so I can take full control. I begin to include your cock into my slow massage, running my hands up and down its length and it begins to harden and grow under my touch until I am able to begin moving my hands up it, holding it, sliding my hands back down. My mind is thinking back to how you fucked me earlier. Hard and raw. I want to reward you, and take you to a new height of ecstasy.
I get up and stand naked beside the bed, bending over so you have a close and intimate view of my throbbing pussy and arse. I pull out a pair of handcuffs and a scarf from the drawer. I want to be in complete control of the pleasure you receive and I want to give you the dirtier side you seem to release in me. I place the items beside you and resume my position, pumping your hard hot cock up and down with one handing, stroking your sides, hips, stomach, neck and balls with the other.
Your breath is beginning to quicken and I can feel you succumbing to the idea of cumming all over my tits and lips. I ask you what you want from me and you moan deeply. The sound makes my tits hard and I take both of your hands, linking them into mine. I begin to push them back above your head sliding my warm body across yours, my heavy tits sliding across your stomach and chest. I whisper in your ear ‘what do you want baby’. Before you answer my tongue finds your mouth and plunges deep into it, flicking over your lips in a suggestive manner. Our lips curl up into seductive smiles and you growl at me in desperation for my tongue and the vision of my head lowering itself deep onto your cock, sliding to the back of my throat and the vibrations of my moans.
Instead I take the handcuffs and sit back so I can torture you with my wet slit on your erect manhood as I restrain your hands with the cuffs and take the scarf. I tie it securely around your head covering your eyes ensuring you can see nothing. You can only hear and feel and the anticipation is beginning to build inside you. You feel a little exposed and your sensations are heightening as you begin to realise you haven’t felt me touch you since I restrained you.
You lay still waiting for me to kiss your cock. Or touch your chest. Your hear movement, you reach out to find that my legs are beside your head and suddenly my cunt is on your mouth, my soaking wet, soft slit moves gently on your lips. I want you to fuck me with your tongue and instruct you to do so. I try and sound harsh, controlling but you can detect the desire in my voice, which you know so well, and so you oblige. Your tongue finds my pussy and plunges deep. I moan and grab at your hair. I move on your face. I am sitting upright, refusing to touch your cock, looking down at your face, wondering what you’re imagining behind that blindfold. My hands tug at your hair harshly and I manipulate my body so your tongue is sliding over my clit. You refuse to let me control you too much and suck gently on throbbing, swollen clit. Knowing this will always gain you full control. Instantly I begin to fall into the beginnings of orgasm. I grab your hands which are still above your head, restrained. You are desperate for me to drown you in my cum. You want my sweet tasting juices in your mouth and down your chin. You imagine plunging your fingers deep into my pussy and your mind goes crazy as you realise your hands are out of control. You imagine my pussy squirting juices all over your face, arms and chest. And then my vagina is gone. Your lips are pouted expectantly, wanting my cum. But I have moved, and don’t even kiss you thankfully, as usually I do…
I cannot wait any longer. I position in a 69. The thought of your cock in my mouth makes me so unbelievably hot. And so, I steady your throbbing dick in my hand and slide my mouth down the entire length, as deep as I can so it hits the back of my throat. You let out a cry followed by my name, said over and over and I fucking love it. Your body reacts to the pleasure by pushing down into the bed your muscles tensing. I resist the urge to gag on its massive size and instead relax my throat, pushing you in further, enjoy the feeling of not being able to breath from being so full of your massive size. A very impressive 6 and a half inches. Just the thought of its size alone gets my pussy swollen. I begin moving my hand in rhythm with my mouth. My spit allows my hand to run up and down your shaft smoothly, as thought my mouth has reached the base of your cock. I massage your balls to. I build up the pleasure, reacting to your moans and swearing. I suck on your balls whilst fucking you with my hands. I nip at your thighs before plunging it deep into my throat again. I am sure you’re about to moan that you want to cum, so I stop. I trace my fingers across your stomach.
You don’t know what I’ll do next and it is thrilling for you. The feeling of trust, excitement and anticipation is making your cock rock hard. I seem to have disappeared but you resist the urge to speak and instead, you wait patiently. I remove your blindfold and my eyes look into yours. You can see how horny I am but say nothing. I release your handcuffs and you wonder what is going on. I lay beside you on my front, I pull at your arms and you follow my lead lying on top of me. You nuzzle into my neck and I turn my head towards you. For the first time in a while I kiss you deeply. As I so, I push my arse against your desperately hard cock. You hear the words come out of your mouth and you go crazy. ‘Fuck me in the ass again baby I want to feel you there. I want to orgasm with you in my arse’. Your hand reaches down to prepare me and you slowly realise I had disappeared to ready myself so you could take full enjoyment of my tight arse hole…
You pull my hips up and position yourself on your knees. Your hard cock massages my pussy and your thumb circles my arse. You push it inside me gently and my body weakens. You kiss my lower back relaxing me and you feel ecstasy in my moans. You can’t hold back and grabbing your hips you slowly gently begin pushing into my tight arse hole. It hurts me but I need it and as you resist, not wanting to hurt me. I hold your hands firmly on my hips, easing onto you, further and deeper. The sight of it makes you lose control. Your hips begin thrusting at me, your body doubles over and you kiss passionately at my back. I am rubbing violently at my clit and I am moaning so hard, so differently to anything you’ve heard before. They are deep, throaty. I am completely lost. My tight ass is milking your cock, desperate to be filled with your cum I begin massaging your balls as you fuck me, you take over rubbing my clit. We get faster, we fuck harder and I scream louder. You tell me you’re going to cum so I push my arse right back getting you as deep as possible. You won’t be pulling out this time. You cry out loudly, so, so loudly that as I begin to shake and orgasm. My moans are drowned by the loudness of your own as your cock spurts its creamy goodness deep into my bowels. I feel flooded with liquid heat, bathed internally with your seed… I’m yours. I’m in heaven.
You collapse down on top of me. Your weight on top of me, and your hot body, slick with sweat comforts me. Keeping me warm as I begin to cool. Panting, moaning trying to catch our breath you gently pull out of me, feeling pleasure at the tightness of my arse, still wrapped around you. I squeeze your hands which have somehow become entwined with mine and kiss them. You’re saying my name in my ear, kissing my lips, cheeks and neck, but we are lost in a world of pleasure we created. You settle down on top of me, like a big warm duvet. Your spunk is spilling out of my arse and our breathing slows. Eventually we find that we are spooning one another, and deep sleep follows. Our bodies feel as though they are sinking. We hold each other all night long. We are in Love.
Pleasuring Princess
I love her body. Especially her ass. I always have. Always will. I just love my Princess’ taunt, little ass.
I have nothing against her breasts. They’re beautiful too. Smooth mounds under a top with a teasing neckline. Or their fleshy orbs rolling and jiggling as I thrust myself deep inside her again and again, her legs spread in welcome.
But there is just something so special … so mesmerising about a sweet-sweet feminine ass.
I love to have my Baby Girl lay naked on her belly, her head resting on crossed arms. I lay beside her, my head propped on one bent arm so that I can gaze down her back to where the curve of her ass cheeks proudly rise. I reach out and my fingers dance across her back, sweeping back and forth, up and down. I kiss her shoulder, my lips soft … moist … tender. I trace the outlines that are the edges of her bones and the curves of her muscles beneath her flesh. I kiss her shoulder again then rest my head there as I lean my body against hers; my chest against her side, my crotch against her thigh, my pulse making me throb.
I continue to draw lines across her back as the heat of our bodies mingle. I hear her sigh. Listen to her breath. Time ticks by … warm moments … lingering minutes.
I lean up and plant delicate kisses across her shoulder blades. This causes me to press firmer against her … my growing manhood pulsing against her thigh.
I rest my head on her shoulder once more.
My fingers dance down to play at the small of her back, that little dip just before the sensual curves of her ass rise up. Gazing down her body I admire their delicate shape, their smooth flow. I trace the edges of her spine … her waist lines. Over and over my fingers dance. At intervals I raise up to kiss her back, my lips slowly traveling lower. My growing member presses against her … pulsing … throbbing.
Her shallow breaths are interspersed with quiet moans … content sighs. Her body starts to shift with its building heat. Her legs slide upon the sheet, they part slightly, pressing her thigh against me.
My fingers dance up … down. My lips kissing.
Eventually my fingers slip onto her ass to cup and fondle one beautiful cheek. They tense ever so slightly, pressing into her smooth flesh. Planting soft, moist kisses ever lower I caress her ass cheeks … massage them. I revel in the feel of them. Against her thigh I throb excitedly, my desire being fuelled.
Her body responds more. Her hips roll as she lifts her ass in offering to my touch. Her breathing grows more shallow … more laboured. Soft whimpers rattle her throat. Her legs part a little more, the one pressing against me intentionally.
For long, long minutes I rub and massage her beautiful ass … loving it … worshipping it. Sliding myself down I kiss her lower back, my lips gentle … tender. I can smell her growing arousal, the aroma is so … enthralling.
As I continue to adore her ass, her hips roll more and more. Her ass rises higher pressing herself into my touch. Her legs open further … further … further.
I slide over the one to lay between the pair and they open even further.
Now I am staring straight at her beautiful ass. It hovers before me, inches off the bed, rolling ever so slightly. I reach out and cup a cheek in each hand. My fingers tense as I gently squeeze. I lean in … kiss one beautiful orb … then the other. My fingers tensing, squeezing … Moulding her flesh I love her glorious orbs with more kisses during long minutes.
She responds.
Her body simmers. Her hips roll before me. The aroma of her arousal fills the air. She whimpers louder … moans mixing with her heavy breath. Her knees are bending, lifting her … raising her ass into the air.
My attentions shift with her. My hands … my kisses … slip downward to the spot where her beautiful ass meets her thighs. Cupping her cheeks here my thumbs extend inward, brushing at her flesh near her sex. My fingers tense, plying into her asscheeks. My lips kiss her. I inhale her sexual scent.
Shivering, she squirms before me, her breathing shallow, laboured. She whimpers and sighs as I continue loving her fleshy orbs while my thumbs draw tiny circles tantalisingly close to her pussy.
Now her knees are firmly beneath her, her ass raised as high as it will go. I pull back to admire the image before me. Her lovely ass hovering in the air, rolling so subtly with the passion burning inside her. Her legs spread in invitation. Between them her pussy glistening with her juices. Her labia are swollen with her desire, parting slightly in anticipation, her slit pink. This sight … this image is definitely one of the most beautiful images in the world; an aroused woman on her knees before me, my hands squeezing her firm ass cheeks as it sways before me, her pussy glistening wetly with her arousal … her desire … her need.
I throb with my own hunger.
My hands shift once more, my thumbs slipping to within millimetres of her pussy. My fingers tense, squeezing her ass harder. I lean forward, plant heated kisses where her lovely cheeks meet her thighs.
Her aroma fills the air with its incense. Her sighing whimpers are filled with unfulfilled contentment.
While my fingers continue to ply at her asscheeks I ever so gradually allow my thumbs and my lips to move closer … closer … closer to her sex. My digits reach it first. They massage her swollen lips, dip delicately between them to swirl in the juices wetting her slit. Then my lips brush against the bottom edge of her pussy. My tongue darts out, flickers between her open lips to taste her juices.
She whimpers. Her body tenses. Her ass reflexively pushes back into my hands.
My tongue darts out again and again, licking at her repeatedly with quick little laps that swipe at her wetness.
She whimpers. Her body quivering with the electricity shooting along her nerves.
After several minutes I pull away. Shifting, I rise up behind her on my own knees. Squeezing her ass with one hand, I grasp my cock in the other and tug on it a few times to ensure it is fully engorged. Then I guide myself to her.
Her anticipation makes it hard for her to hold still as I approach.
I guide myself between her legs, place the tip of my cock in her slit. Sliding it around I search for her opening. I find it … snuggle myself against it … press forward. Her walls open for me, my cockhead parting them as it enters her. I push forward, sliding inch after inch of myself deep inside her.
Her folds encircle me, their velvety glove hugging my shaft. Her wetness coats me … envelopes me.
I release myself, my hand returning to her ass so that I cup both beautiful cheeks as I bury myself inside her. My crotch mashes against her rear as I fill her. I hold myself there, our hips rolling and gyrating, grinding against each other. After a moment I pull back, withdraw a portion of myself, then press forward again. Once more I fill her, my cock stuffing her sex as I grind myself against her ass. I pull back again … press forward. Again and again I do this … back … forward … back. Slowly, steadily I build a rhythm … my hips rocking. I fuck her … my hard cock pistoning in and out of her.
Soon her swaying body finds my rhythm … matches it. Pumping herself back and forth she fucks my cock with her wet pussy.
I watch her beautiful ass rocking back and forth, watch her cheeks quiver and shimmy as our bodies smack into one another. I see her flesh mould under by squeezing fingers. Her entire body sways and rocks before me. Her head lulls, her hair shimmering. Her moans and whimpers mix with the wet sounds of our fucking to fill the air with their cascading music.
Our lust builds. Our hunger grows.
Humping … pumping … fucking … our rhythm builds. Our lust drives us. Our roiling desires making our bodies steam and our flesh shimmer with sheens of sweat.
Her moans grow louder … her whimpers heavier. She drives her ass back at me, shoves herself onto my cock again and again.
My own hips match her growing passion, rocking back and forth, driving myself into her faster … harder. My fingers dig into her ass, her flesh so warm as its moulded by my feral desire.
Eventually her pussy starts to clench around my pounding cock. Her body starts to tense, her muscles tightening, her flesh tightening. Her nearing climax drives her to slam her sex on and off my cock. She fucks me with wild abandon.
This, of course, urges my own climax forward. Grunting I match her feral rhythm, pounding myself into her again and again … hammering her pussy with my stiff cock.
Suddenly she cries out. Her body snaps and twist, her muscles quivering beneath her flesh. She slams her pussy onto my cock. Her ass hops and jerks spastically before me. From her mouth spills dirty words and phrases, urging me on … making me drive myself into her even harder … faster.
With animalistic fury I answer the call. I jackhammer myself into her … slamming … pounding … fucking her fiercely. My lust races to its own crescendo and I pummel her pussy with my rigid cock. In … Out … In … I drive my hips at her. Harder … Faster … I slam myself deep inside her again and again. Roaring, I cram myself completely inside. Grind my crotch against her. My fingers dig at her ripe ass cheeks. Deep inside her I explode. My cock twitches … jerks … erupts with my orgasm.
Her pussy instinctively clenches tighter around me … milking me … draining me with primal need.
Finished. Our bodies relaxing, we collapse to the bed. I’m on my back. She moves over and cradles her head on my chest. Loose strands of her hair tickle my nose.
For My Baby Girl
It’s a special day and you’ve been enjoying your success with your friends, eating good food and having a fun time. At the end of the day, you walk back to your room and turn the lights on, a little exhausted and ready for a shower and sleep. However, once you turn the light on, you realise something unusual: there are a bra and sexy lace thong on your bed, with a note that says “I’m waiting for you ;)” next to them. You hear the shower is running and go into the bathroom to check it out.
As you walk to the bathroom you see random clothes on the floor: a sexy short skirt, a tight tank top, and some heels. You imagine what my curvy frame looks like in that slutty outfit and start to feel your penis press against your zipper with excitement.
You open the bathroom door and hear the shower loud and clear now, and finally get a glimpse of what you were waiting for: through the textured glass, you see me completely naked under the water, rinsing off. I haven’t noticed you yet because the water is loud and I only have the shower light on for atmosphere, so you quietly undress and sneak over to the shower door.
You quickly pull the glass door open and jump in, taking me by surprise and immediately grabbing my wet body in your eager hands. I release a little scream of surprise as you turn me around and stifle my surprise with your lips, shutting me up in that sexy way you do. I melt into your embrace as your hands rove my body, moving from my soaking hair to my back and then to my big fat ass.
I arch my back and let my hands wander over your strong shoulders and muscular back, making the kiss intensify by the second. Your hands are squeezing and playing with my ass and then they move around to the front, where you start pulling at my nipples. You break the kiss, still holding onto my nipples, making me follow you to the wall as you back up because of your firm grip.
Once your back is against the wall, you turn me around before I realise what’s happening and pin me against the wall, my back to you. With one hand holding me against the wall, you use your free hand to pull my ass out toward you so it’s in a perfectly submissive and vulnerable position.
You slowly press your massive, hard cock vertically against my pussy like a hot dog, letting me feel how big you are without actually giving anything to me. I push my ass back into the feel of you, trying to tempt you into entering me but you don’t. Instead I feel you lean over me slowly, using your one free hand to roam up my body from my ass to my neck, stopping to fondle my big tits for a second. Your hand gets to my neck and you hold my throat loosely as you lean all the way over me until your chin is at my shoulder.
Then, in one fast movement, your hand shoots down to my clit and you start sucking hard on my neck, making me moan as you rub my dripping pussy and leave marks on me.
I’m moaning a lot now, and you’ve left several marks on my neck from sucking so hard. You keep teasing my clit for a second and then detach, pulling me away from the wall and pushing my head down towards the ground. While you stand behind me, you push two fingers into my pussy in doggy and start fingering me. My pussy is soaking wet on the inside, dripping with the juices of temptation and pleasure.
Once you’ve fingered me for a few minutes, you pull your fingers out and keep me bent over in doggy. I can feel your hard dick press up against me again, this time teasing me as you let the head slide up and down my pussy and tease my clit. You start entering my pussy, slowly letting the head go in and then pulling out, teasing me even more and making me squirm as I try to lean back.
You hold my ass in both your hands and stop moving, pulling me back a little until the head is in, and then pushing me forward so it comes out again. I’m moaning with anticipation and you hear me say, “Mm babe fuck me please!”
With that, you can’t handle waiting anymore. You oblige, shoving all six and a half inches into my pussy and ramming into the back. I scream with pleasure, begging for more as you pound me so hard with your huge cock.I can feel your balls slap up against me and you see my ass jiggle with every thrust.
I sneak a hand to my clit and start pleasuring myself, adding even more intensity to the oncoming climax we’re both about to have. You feel yourself getting close as I’m moaning and yelling out even more, ready for you to take me all the way. With a final sexy groan we both climax immensely, feeling a rush of pleasure overtake us together. Think ropes of your creamy spunk gush into my vagina. My quivering orgasm pushes your twitching member from me together with the excess jizz which dribbles out and splatters upon the floor beneath us. The warm water from the shower continues to wash over us, rinsing away the stresses of the day.
“I love you, Baby,” I whisper in your ear.
You kiss my forehead and cheek in response. We get dressed in our skimpy pyjamas and crawl into bed together, watching a couple episodes of our favourite show and cuddling close in front of the TV.
Finally, we drift off to sleep, wrapped in each others’ arms.
Why don't I have a cute girl on my lap? I'll make her cockwarm me as I leave marks all over her neck and chest. If she's being good, maybe she'll finally deserve to get slapped on her pretty face as I tell her how pathetic she looks while I tease her.
Before Breakfast
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It was the morning after. His eyes slowly opened as the light began to leak through the blinds and creep across the floor toward the bed, she was still caught up in his arms. They were both lying on their sides, her head resting on his right bicep. She stirred as he caressed the contours of her body, his hand moved slowly from the small of her back over her plump round ass.
She rolled onto her back, still immersed in sleep, purring. His cock throbbed as her lips parted slightly and he climbed onto his knees, straddled her face and let his balls rest gently on her forehead. A glistening bead of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his dick, catching a glimmer of light as the blinds cast a two toned shadow across her face and breasts. Her eyes fluttered open and her eyes brightened as they adjusted to the soft radiance of the morning sun and focused on his thickness dangling just inches above her face.
"Good morning, Jackie."
She smiled as she licked the saline nectar that was beginning to flow from the ample, round head of his cock.
"Mmmm, hi David!", she whispered as she tasted his silky cum.
Her mouth was watering and the warm wetness between her legs caused her to squirm as he leaned forward slightly, resting his palms on either side of her soft, succulent body. His shaft brushed lightly against the tip of her nose as he arched his back, preparing to invade her lush, sultry mouth.
She yawned and stretched as he slid his cock past her velvety lips and down the length of her smooth tongue. Her head tilted back as she accepted his entire length and thickness and began to suck greedily. His balls swelled with the hot, creamy milk that she craved, her carnal addiction. Her hand stroked her juicy pussy as she thought of him shooting his thick, hot load down her throat.
Her warm, inviting mouth provided an intimate refuge for him and she was eager to take in every inch he was willing to give her. She could taste his heartbeat and she whimpered desperately as she plunged her fingers into her overheated pussy.
His hands enveloped her breasts, her rock hard nipples pressing into his palms as a muffled moan struggled to escape her lips. He was becoming more aggressive now, thrusting deeply. She gagged as his big, fleshy cock invaded her throat and thick saliva and tears ran down her cheeks.
His breathing was heavy, accelerating. She could feel his fevered cock throbbing more quickly, his balls were heavy as they slapped her face. He started to pulse and soon she was hungrily gulping, trying her best to swallow every drop of his hot cum but she felt it fill her mouth and flow past her lips.
Reflections
This is what I have waited for all week. You position me in front of the mirror, your hands resting on my shoulders. I can’t look at myself, my eyes are fixed on you standing behind me.
Your fingers move to the buttons of my shirt and undo them, slowly revealing pale skin and lace. I feel the heat of your fingertips as they brush against my flesh. The shirt undone you slide it down my arms and let it drop onto the floor, a pile of pale discarded fabric. Moving to my skirt, I feel the waistband tighten as you pull at the button, slide down the zip and push the fabric over my hips.
“Look in the mirror,” you command me.
I see a woman reflected, a woman in heels, lace bra and silk knickers. I long to fold my arms across my chest, to hide, but instead I stand tall, thrusting my tits out, rising to your challenge. I feel your fingers on my back beneath the waistband of my knickers, stroking my skin with a soft touch. You pull the silk up between my cheeks, exposing more flesh and forcing the silk to mould to the outline of my pussy lips. Within seconds a dark patch appears on the fabric, revealing my excitement to your gaze. My cheeks flush with the stain of embarrassment as you reach around me and press your finger to the damp silk. A sound of satisfaction emanates from your throat as my hips move forwards pushing my pussy against your hand. I feel you pressing against me from behind, the heat of your chest against my back, the hardness of your cock against my arse. If I just bent forwards, would you take me now?
Your hands move to slip the straps of my bra from my shoulders, fingers sliding under the edge of the cups to rub across my nipples. A gasp escapes my lips as they stiffen in response, pushing against the lace, rubbing with every shallow breath. Cupping my tits, you use your thumbs to peel back the delicate fabric, baring my small pink nipples to your gaze. Your hands squeeze my flesh and I moan, wanting more, needing you to touch me everywhere. I’m captivated by the girl in the mirror and her lover, whose touch brings such a rosy flush to her skin.
Warm lips pressed to my shoulder, fingers tracing my spine, pausing only to unhook the bra, before continuing their journey downwards. Slipping under the silken knickers and dipping into the crevice between my buttocks. Feel my response as I tremble, anticipating the next delicious action. Using both hands you push the knickers over the roundness of my arse and down my thighs. You hold me as I step out of them and the shoes. And so I stand before you, reflected in my nakedness, your fingers pressed against my flesh.
Taking my hand in yours you draw it down and trace the split of my pussy lips with my finger. Probing gently until the tip is moistened by my juices. You bring my finger to my mouth and smear my lower lip with stickiness, my tongue flicking to taste. Pulling me around you capture my lips, hungry to share the taste of me. It’s a fervent kiss, a melding of lips and tongues and moans. Your hands cupping my buttocks, mine in your hair, both desperate to get closer, to taste more.
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I Would Do Anything For Him
I stand in front of the hotel's giant picture window, looking out over the city at night. I place a palm against the cool glass, wondering where you are. All I know is that you're out there, somewhere, with a view of this room. I take a sip of my wine, thinking about what I'm about to do.
When you'd told me, a while ago, that you wanted to watch me fuck another guy, I was… intrigued. A bit hesitant, at first; but as you described to me while we were having sex how you'd want it to go down, I couldn't help but notice how enthusiastic you were. Listening to you describe how you'd feel watching another cock pounding my pussy, another mouth sucking my tits, seeing me swallow a stranger's cum, led me to one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Lying in your arms afterward, I agreed to give it a shot.
Your stipulations made sense. You wanted to see it, but not let the other guy know he was being observed. That meant not having you in the room. Easily enough arranged: in the business district downtown there are plenty of hotels clustered close together. You'd book two rooms, and tell me to go to one while you set up secretly in the other. With your lights out and mine on, you'd have a perfect view. I pointed out that so would anyone else who happened to look in our direction; but you only stroked my leg with a sly smile. A shiver of anticipation made me break out in goosebumps.
You left finding a man for the hookup up to me. I considered various online personals options, but finally decided that just picking up an anonymous stranger in the hotel bar would be quickest and easiest. And it was. I hadn't been sitting at that bar more than twenty minutes before I found the one I was looking for. A sexy smile and some flirtatious banter soon had him eating out of my hand; and when I casually suggested he join me in my room, he was more than eager to agree. I slipped him my spare key and told him to give me ten minutes to get ready.
First and Last
You are always my first thought each morning and my last thought as I close my eyes at night. So many lonely nights, as I fight sleep, my thoughts bring you here to me. I ache so deeply to have you home with me, to be able to come to you and touch you, to know that you're real. You are all of my hopes and dreams, perfectly rolled into one and all I want is to be with you.
I went downstairs tonight and the living room was dark, still and quiet. I opened the curtains and peered out into the cold darkness as the moonlight spilled through the window. I wanted to feel you step up behind me in the darkness. I wanted to feel your warm bare skin press against mine. To feel you slide your arms around me, cup my breasts and pull me into you as you kiss down the side of my neck. Feeling you grow behind me with need, feeling my own wetness grow as only your touch can do to me. I wanted to feel your big hands kneading my breasts. Your touch absolutely melts me. It's unlike anything I've ever experienced and it's the only touch I ever want to experience.
As I closed my eyes and let that vision take hold of me, I could feel myself relax against you. My head leaning against your chest, letting you touch and kiss me. I felt my breath change; soft moans escaped me that I wasn't even aware of. I struggled to think, wasn't sure I could speak. But I licked my lips and turned my head up to face you and I whispered, "Take me."
Unprotected Sex
I'd been dating Rachel for three years when we got married. She was 22 and I was 39. I instantly fell for her. She was a Southern girl working here in my native England, slim and petite, standing 5"4 with long red hair and the most beautiful blue eyes. Her figure was well proportioned despite being slim and she had the most perfect small, extremely pert breasts imaginable with an arse to match. We always had a fantastic sex life and were very adventurous. Rachel loved to talk dirty during sex. She liked me to cum on her belly, pussy and/or tits while she brought herself off, but personally I always wanted to spend my load inside of her. I always fantasised about getting her pregnant, even though she was on the pill. The thought of petite Rachel, having my seed gushing into her fertile womb, swelling her flat little belly with my child always turned me on. I never mentioned this to her in case it freaked her out, or she thought I really wanted a baby. We'd been married two years before I felt ready for that.
We were cuddled up on the sofa one night with a bottle of wine. Rachel can never hold her drink and, as usual when she was tipsy, she started to get horny. she began kissing me so I seized my chance and began kissing her neck and caressing her leg. She began to breathe deeply, moaning as I slid my hand up her jeans towards her tender crotch. I began to breathe gently on her neck, which always sends her wild, causing her to gently open her legs to allow my hand to slowly rub her through her jeans. She turned around and kissed me passionately.
I placed my hands on her shoulders and pulled down her shoulder straps. She pulled her top off over her shoulders revealing her milky white skin and the dark blue silky bra containing her shapely breasts. She reached around behind her and unclipped it, letting it fall to the floor. Without removing her jeans she reached down to my groin and began to unzip my fly. Lucky for me I was going commando.
Discovering Rachel
Rachel was little but she was no little girl. She wore sandals and a natural linen sundress, short, with shoulder straps that were no more than strings. Around her neck was a narrow choker of lavender-colored velvet.
What had I done to deserve Rachel? Not a damn thing. At that cafe, sipping latte’s on a muggy afternoon we just stared at each other. Moments earlier, she had appeared at my table out of nowhere. She was exceedingly cute and wildly intelligent. She could have passed for a virgin if not for her knowing smile. She pulled up a chair and asked if I would please order her some cookies.
From the beginning Rachel acted as if she belonged with me, or even to me, as if she had just returned to the wrought iron table after powdering her nose. But there was no powder needed on that perky little nose. Actually, she wore no makeup at all, not even lipstick. Her cheeks were like fresh apricots, begging to be kissed. Her youth showed too in her moist, pink lips. Her teeth were perfect. Her blond hair was short and bouncy. Her blue eyes had that mock-innocent twinkle that lit me up and will be with me forever. Take it from me: There is magic in the world.
I was 40, far too old for this young woman exuding sexuality before me. After years of feeling sorry for myself following the death of my wife, I had high hopes of finding someone to replace her, seeking passion… intimacy. If reality was going to elude me for the rest of my days then I was overdue for some fantasy fulfillment.
Until Rachel sat down I had been sliding toward self-pity again. But now, here before me, was a bare-legged, smiling dream come true. She knew what I wanted. I knew she knew. She had recently turned 21 and run away from a wealthy family, just after graduating from University. She had a comfortable studio apartment a few blocks away and after our second coffee, during which Rachel began to stroke the back of my hand with her smooth little fingers (well-manicured, but no nail polish) and kept up that naughty smile, I felt more alive than I had ever felt before. And yet she calmed me. Yes, this was really happening. Everything was unfolding as it should.
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