1. Fate Released


    Date: 10/10/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: ladyofthemountain, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    supposed to have been, she seemed to shrink into nothing. “Are you here, my love? Are you still mine?” At the sound of his pleading voice, she came alive. She threw her arms around his neck and brought her lips to touch his. Within moments her tongue was flicking out to taste his mouth. He parted his lips and hungrily met her kiss. She ran her hands up his long, lean back. His shoulders were so broad and it always amazed her that such a gentle heart resided in such a strong body. He nipped her lip with his teeth and she dug her nails into his shoulders. “Be nice!” he admonished. “I’m always nice to you, baby. Don’t you like the way this feels?” She tore down his back, fingernails pressing ever so slightly, and sending shivers throughout his body. He answered by grabbing her ass with both hands and biting her neck. Calliope moaned, as he knew she would. In their glorious year of forbidden love, he had gotten to know every inch of her body and how it all reacted to his touch. “I like the way you feel.” He wrenched her arms from him and stood back to look at her. She was tall, and large. Her breasts were ample and her stomach was soft, her hips generous enough for him to hold her by. She often lamented her size, but he cherished every part of her. Pulling her to the edge of their bed, he dropped to his knees before her, eager to settle her worried mind with the pleasure and safety they had so often before found in each other. He undid the ribbon tying her robe closed and ...
    gently opened the fabric. She wore nothing underneath. Before him, a goddess. If Levan could only understand she felt the same. That his frame sent her mad, his long arms and legs making him seem every inch the warrior she saw in his heart. He traced his fingers lightly over her stomach and leant in to kiss it. She looked down at him, twisted her fingers in his wavy blonde hair. Gently, Calliope sat on the corner of the mattress. He leant in for a kiss but she denied him, leading his head lower. She sighed deeply as he buried his face between her legs. He licked her slowly, purposefully. His tongue worked from her entrance to her clitoris and sent waves of torturous pleasure through her body, hardening her nipples. Levan smiled wickedly to himself as her felt her labia swell. He brought a finger up and into her warm, wet vagina, sliding it in and out slowly. She moaned as he added a second, then a third. As he sped up his movements he felt her start to come, all in response to him. His own erection was straining against the fabric of his pants and as if reading his mind, Calliope pushed Levan away from her body and quickly got down off of the bed. She kissed him with an animal passion, pushing him onto the floor and fumbling with his belt. The moment she had removed his pants she went down on him, taking the tip of his cock in her mouth. He gasped, “Oh fuck!” No matter how often they did this, the feeling of her lips wrapped around his length drove out any rational thought. There ...
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