1. In the Name of Art - Part II


    Date: 5/29/2017, Categories: Anal, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    on already; Harry had potential. With a gentle shove, she pushed him away, “Back in a minute.” Reclining on the bed, he looked to a small collection of folios scattered on it. He felt drawn to the novelty of the one with a sheet aluminium cover. Leafing through its pages, it was a collection of black and white pictures of the same model in fetish wear. Engrossed in the book, he flicked through the pages and felt a curious arousal at the scenes before him. He did not notice the long shadow cast from her bedroom ‘door’. “That’s Yva Richard’s idea of fetish wear in the 1920s.” Looking up to her, she smiled happily at his expression of sheer astonishment. “And this is Penny Nicholson’s idea of the very, very noughties to the present day.” Harry was dumbfounded could only stare in awe. Her fresh complexion contrasted with her painted gloss red lips and scholarly black rimmed spectacles. With her hair scraped back into a ponytail, she revealed her elegant neck and delicate collarbone. Her outfit revealed her inner desires; a black latex corset constrained her breasts with thick buckles and presented an obscenity of cleavage. Cinched at the waist, the contour of it captured her figure as an object of worship. Held tightly by thick jet-black suspender straps, her black latex stockings sculpted her long legs into deviant objects of latent power. She stood before him fascinated by his state of bewildered reverence. Watching his semi-flaccid cock twitch and stiffen hard, the ache ...
    inside her grew into that pulsating tension of sexual need. His eyes lingered at the confluence of her legs and there they remained. Her sex was naked, framed by the stocking straps and scalloped lower curve of the corset. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her again engulfing him, fucking him, and draining him. The delicious view in front of him and the shock of her reveal had overwhelmed him. He was so completely entranced at the sight before him; he had not noticed the items in her hand. “Well I don’t need to ask if you like it,” she asked pointing at his stiff cock. “You… you look fucking stunning.” “Appropriate choice of words Harry, I am a stunning fuck, aren’t I?” He gave a salutary nod rapt by her authoritative pose and attire. Suffused with the thrill of her dominion over him and in a brazen exhibition of confidence; she moved slowly towards him. Placing one stiletto clad foot in front of the other; she had his full attention. Performing a slow twirl before him, she giggled at his gasp of surprise as he saw the jewelled plug in her arse. She was charming with her clothes on, engaging and witty. He found her sexual confidence extremely arousing, he had hankered for a woman that knew her own body and understood her sexuality. He had yearned for excitement and stood before him - he had found it. “Lie down Harry.” She sat before him, her fingers softly caressing the contours of his lower leg and thigh. Witnessing the throb of his swollen cock, she teased him with the slow ...
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