1. The Tale of the Panty Thief


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Male/Female, Written by women, Author: LaceyChains, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    you bend me over. The marble feels cool on my breasts as they are crushed on the hard surface, I watch you move behind me in the foggy reflexion in front of me. Even still, I feel rather than see your thick, turgid head slipping up until it finds my soft and wet entry, "Ungh, yes!" I gasp as I feel your manhood forcing its way into me. My channel fills with liquid and stretches open as you strike deeply into me. My whole body shakes and I push back hard on the counter to meet your thrust. I can see the heat in my eyes, reflected back in the mirror as your entire length slides into me. "Fuuck," I gasp, the word dragging out of me slowly, as if it had been forced out by the power of your intrusion into my body. I see your jaw clench as you gather your strength. Knowing what I face, my arms grow taut as I brace myself. You pull back and then slam into me with that feral power that only a man could possess. My eyes roll back and another groan escapes my lips as my breath is driven out. I feel your hands gripping my hips, and then you begin fucking me with a hard passion that leaves no doubt of your need to posses me. Heat spreads through my hips and gathers in my belly as you fuck me. My legs quiver and my knees feel weak, but your strength only seems to grow as my own fades. My head begins to fall, almost to the counter, but you grab my hair and yank me back up and onto the hot iron spike your cock has become. "Fuck me." I groan, the words repeating in time with the forward ...
    motion of your hips. "Fuck me, baby. Please fuck me hard!" My body trembles and I'm barely able to stay on my feet. Somehow, you must have sensed this and with a grunt, you withdraw from my sheath. I whimper at the loose and my sex clenches in frustration at its emptiness. Then your powerful arms encircle my waist and you drag me to the hall and press me into the plush softness of the carpeted floor. "Tell me I'm beautiful," I whisper as you move between my thighs. "You are gorgeous," you say, smiling in delight as you hold my gaze. "Do you really need me to tell you that?" "No , I don't need it," I say playfully. "I just like hearing you say it." You smile and kiss me again. I reach between us and find your cock, wet hot and hard. My small hand slides around it and I guide you forward, drawing you back into my body. Oh, fuck, how can I express how it feels to be penetrated by something so thick, so hard, and so very alive? My thighs ache and my back arches as you drive into me. I hold my breasts to keep them from bouncing as you thrust into me. I can feel my juices flowing now. Your slicing entry feels almost frictionless and I give in the the urge to clench and squeeze you. My calves lock behind your thighs and my hands rest flat on your chest as you move powerfully over me. I look into your eyes and I can see you getting close. I bare down on you, flexing my hips upward to meet your thrusts. There, right there, my mind screams as the delicious quickening of my sex begins to ...