1. In the Name of Art - Part II


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

    contorted with frustration as she watched his reaction avidly. Steering the vibe to that special spot, her lurid reaction of deep groans and undulating hips made him groan heavily. Helplessly, he fought against his restraints in vain, “Fucking hell Penny, please, I need to fuck you.” Watching the agony of his tortured body rise and fall, she pushed the vibe deeper into her sex. “Fuck Harry, this feels so good, how do you like your utter filth on the side?” “Please Pen, please fuck me.” “It feels like your cock is inside me, only, erm, it isn’t.” His eyes were pleading; his body visibly trembled with desire. “Pen, for fuck’s sake, please.” Raising the ante by caressing his cock, he hissed frustratedly for air. It looked so viciously hard, engorged and angry; he felt so hot to the touch. Lazily stroking him, the vibe ratcheted up that delicious pressure inside her. Panting breathlessly as her hips rose and fell, the image of her prone lover powerless before her threatened to send her over the edge again. Summoning her last scraps of self-discipline, she could see Harry was frantic with need. Easing the toy from her with a devious smile, she hid her need with a dispassionate gaze upon him. “Beg.” “Pen, Jesus!” “Beg!” “Please fuck me, please. I’m begging you.” With a playful giggle, she squatted over him. Dominant before him, she reached for his cock and giggled at his groans as she slowly tugged at his rigid shaft. A gasp of shock announced his reaction to a gloopy cold liquid ...
    smeared over his fevered cock. Easing out the teardrop shaped plug, she presenting it to him with a wicked smile. “You like being this helpless? Being controlled?” His reaction again was immediate; he nodded. “Good, you are showing promise Harry.” Squaring his cock up to the right place, she let gravity take over. The force of its hard blunt head pressing against her made her groan loudly. Violating that ring of tight-knotted muscle, she yelped at his girth as she lowered herself down. Ensconced by a tightness alien to him, she watched as his eyes widened with surprise. “Shit Pen, am I?…. Fuck!” She nodded, “In my tight arse? Oh yes.” His low series of panting groans made her want to add fuel to the fire. Leaning back and gripping his shins, she showed him just how tightly she had him. “Look. Look at your delicious cock stuffed in my arse.” Harry was bereft at the graphic visual of his girthy meat stuffed inside her - he was lost for words. With the slightest increments she could manage, she tortured him. Surveying him before her, every sinew in his body strained as she repeatedly took him. The sense of power she felt shot shivers of excitement through her. Adjusted to his girth, she toyed with him. One moment she would slowly see-saw on his cock to ratchet up his fevered state. The next moment, with the spring in her thighs, she would quicken her pace and torment his body and mind with pleasure. She revelled in playing a sexual game of cat and mouse and she would have her ...
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