1. Shattered Memories Ch 3


    Date: 3/17/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Romance, Young, Author: Bleargh, Rating: 84.4, Source: sexstories.com

    diving into her neck for a counter attack. I growled and bit her a few times, harder than before, but still not hard enough to bruise. Saving that for later. I pulled ever so slightly back, holding her in place by her shoulders, and watched as a pout developed across her lips and she whimpered. Hands down, most pitiful sound I'd ever heard. My resolve would've been shattered if there wasn't a twinkle in her eye and the ghost of a smile. I smiled, menacingly down at her and applied a light upward pressure to the straps, intentionally causing the cups to scrape against her nipples. She shuddered and moaned, so I released, and she took a breath. As soon as the breath was in, I tugged upwards again, then down, then up, three times, in quick succession. She gasped, audibly, struggling to get loose, but I was way too heavy for her. "Please." "Nah. I'm just getting started." I tugged again. "Oh my god, PLEASE!" A smile crossed my lips, as I heard the first drops of desperation cross her lips. Wanna know what her desperation sounded like? It's the most sultry, primal thing you've ever head. It's a clamour for release, vocalised only by the slightest shifts in sound. It's a whimper and a moan, combined into a perfect "groan". It sounded like music to my ears. I let out a theatrical sigh and made a show of defeat... before quickly chafing her nipples, as I tugged the bra, up and off. Oh, that's gotta sting. "OH!" she gasped, loudly, "So not cool." "You love it," I replied. "Don't ...
    you know it?" She returned, with a saucy wink. I took the opportunity to take in her nipples, and the shape of her bosom. Lying down, her breasts appeared 100% immune to gravity (as breasts do, when the lady is lying down). They were plump and round, slightly bigger than her chest, but not abnormally large, certainly not as large as her shoulders. The top area was pockmarked with semi-transparent freckles, while the bottom was rounded and white. They were pale, as a whole, making the dark areolas stand out, with the pinkish-red nipples standing out at the tops. To say her nipples were hard was an understatement. I grabbed them both, kneading them between my index, middle and thumb. Her response was instantaneous. Her hips bucked, as she leaned into my fingers, gasping loudly. Interesting... Seized by inspiration (perhaps inspiration that had originally occurred to me with a girlfriend with less sensitive mammaries), I began my standard procedure for assault on nipple hill. The troops (my tongue, namely) were dropped at an LZ in the valley. Not safe for a hostile LZ drop, but you'll take what you can. I sent it up and around the northern end of the left mountain, where, at the peak of the chest, I sent my tongue heading towards the centre of her left breast. I took my time, closing in on the target area, preparing my troops to unleash an assault like never before (okay, I've had enough of this ridiculous analogy. Time to return to normal speak). As my tongue passed over her ...
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