1. The Naked Beauty: Weeping Beauty


    Date: 12/17/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, Violence, Wife, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 40, Source: sexstories.com

    She twinkled back at him. He arched down to suck her nipples temporarily. Damn! Her vagina was on fire. It was fast burning to ashes. The fire brigade—Brandon’s penis—had to come promptly and stick their giant hosepipe in to quench out every flame smoking up and down. “Don’t you fear that I might break it?” She asked teasingly. He arched down to kiss her lips complaisantly. “You are mad, have I ever told you that?” “Mad? We are both mad, Brandon. I thought you realized that. If I am insane, you are more nuts than me. What is your response to that?” “Sweetheart! Just stroke my dick now—until I come.” “Your dick—your pride. If it weren’t for this thing, you would have been as good as me, right?” “This is what makes a man complete, Mila: His penis! It is his ego and dignity.” “I am aware of that.” “Every woman wants this thing at some point in time. Well, not every woman generally. Some women would kill to lay hold of this stuff.” “That’s a lie. The only thing that you men would kill to enjoy is what I am having amidst my legs. You would do anything to enjoy it, wouldn’t you?” “I would, honey pie.” With one hand fondling her clit, Mila clasped Brandon’s dick and carefully begun squeezing it; not in a painful way, but progressively with care. He closed his eyes straight away and kissed her without skimming the expression she was manifesting on her face. He was pleased with her performance thus far. She was impressive in bed, breathtaking outside bed—one good reason he was not ...
    going to stand another man nicking her away from him; except the moron was fixed on losing his life. When he came, Mila was mindful of it. His teeth bared and pressed together as though he was experiencing some nature of pain. He wasn’t. His eyes, still shut, pinched the more. He poured out semen and Mila promptly kept apart her legs, opening her vagina widely with the utility of her fingers. It was delectable to have his juice pitch freely but mightily into her. The saying that sex was wonderful was true in this sense. “Yes, Mila! You know perfectly how this ought to be done.” She shoved herself up after him and begun slamming her lips against his. He pushed himself down on her, pinning his hands on her back and clinging to her tautly. This time, he was not going to have mercy. He was going to bulldoze his way inside her and finish the affair they had begun. With speed akin to lightning, his eyes opened and checked her quietly. “Are you ready? I can’t hold my urge anymore. This minute, I want to devour you and do nothing else.” Mila sucked in a deep breath. She could never be ready. The only way she could prepare herself was by mentioning, “Yes,” and meeting surprises along the way. “Do what you feel like doing, Brandon.” With wakefulness, he parted her legs further with a sweep of his hand and placed his dick inside her. It was so big it actually hurt. Not much, but minimally. Tears slinked their way out and carried on to drench Mila’s cheeks. Brandon effaced them with a ...