1. S's Story


    Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    increased as did the wetness between her legs and she began to feel it on her open thighs. Finally, just as she was starting to feel herself slip backwards frighteningly every time she moved her head back, she heard him.... moan... groan... sigh… all at once, a sound of pure ecstasy from deep in his chest and he thrust forward. Her eyes widened and she stiffened as she began to fall backwards... ... until his hands caught her on either side of her head, holding tightly as his hips thrust rapidly. His cock now pushed deeply into her throat and slid almost all the way out while he straddled her thighs and pulled her face onto him, her nose buried in his crotch. She felt the hard shaft swell slightly and warm even more as it began to spasm and jerk and the first thick, hot, fluid filled her mouth. She had no time to swallow as it was shoved into her throat with the next thrust. Again and again, she felt it pump into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but some leaked from her lips and down her chin. Then the thrusts slowed and became less fierce. Finally he moved back and held her head until she was stable again and, with some effort, she leaned forward in exhaustion. She felt the cuffs on her hands opened and then those on her ankles. Then his arms slid under her knees and back and he lifted her in one slow, steady motion and carried her to the sofa. The leather felt cold under her bare skin but the support felt wonderful as she was now able to relax her muscles. His ...
    warm hands touched her, firmly but gently, placed for just a few second on her arm, her thigh, her stomach, her cheek, then slid a few inches and lifted away. The effect was calming and exciting at the same time. As she began to relax, the touches became caresses and began to move closer to her more sensitive areas. He continued without a word, without a sound. She could hear only her breath and her heart beating harder and faster as each touch of his fingers began to make that part of her more responsive and alive. With nothing but gentle pressure from his fingers in the right places and directions, her arms were soon over her head, her legs spread wide, her left foot on the back of the couch, her right on the floor. She wished she could know his thoughts, wondered what he thought of her naked and exposed body, hoping that it excited or at least pleased him the way his touch excited her. As her breath became ragged and heavy, she felt the wetness between her legs begin to spread like the warmth inside her body. His hands left her body and only his fingers touched her. It felt like they were touching her lips, her breasts and nipples, her thighs, the soft, warm, wet flesh exposed by her open legs, impossibly, all at the same time. As his fingers slid and stroked here there, she fought to keep her hips still and herself silent. Once, the very start of a nearly inaudible moan left her throat and he leaned down, never slacking in his attention to her desires, and whispered, "Not ...
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