1. In the Name of Art - Part IV


    Date: 6/21/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    How so?” “Well let’s just say it’s unconventional, I’ve never done one of these before and let’s just say we’re being well paid for it.” “How well paid?” “Let me strike you a deal, you know my art, you know how different it is. If you model for me, I’ll split it fifty-fifty.” Harry nodded, “Very fair.” “It’s two hundred smackeroos plus costs.” “That should tide us over. So are you actually going to tell me what it is?” There was a giggle, that knowing laugh, “Not yet, I can say I had to borrow something from the University chemistry labs. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=- He was achingly hard, prone on the bed before her naked body. His legs were apart and spread wide holding his knees as she flicked her tongue against the knot of his sphincter. Pushing at it, the velvet softness of her tongue shot fireworks against his closed eyelids. She had a firm hold of his cock, stroking it with the sureness that if she persisted, he would shoot his load. “Yes, yes, Oh fuck, oh fuck.” Circling it, flicking it, Penny taunted and teased according to his helpless response. It was beyond the incredible, a seething rolling mass of pressure was building inside him. All Harry could do was moan and moan loudly. She placed his legs down, looking straight in his eyes, he watched as she took his cock deep into her mouth. “Jesus Pen, I’m going to go bang soon.” Bobbing up and down on his shaft, she held his girth in her hand. Her fingers caressed his perineum, each time with the most delicate of pressure they ...
    travelled closer to that deviant place. “Oh fuck, Pen, please, please do it.” Enjoying his sense of frustration, she sat up, slowly stroking him. Looking him dead in the eyes, she pressed her lubed finger to defeat that tight knot of muscle. He flinched with his hips, an act of compliance as she looked at his distressed state. Once inside him and pressing on, he arched his back and groaned loudly clasping at the sheets on the bed. “Fuck!” He groaned at the heavy heat in his balls and blood-swollen muscle tightened the skin around his cock to its full elastic limit. Fully engorged, every single nerve ending jangled with the deep pleasure of his arousal. Watching over him, she felt that delicious ache inside her own body. Seeing him so aroused and helpless like this always churned her insides. With the faintest pressure, that dull thud of her finger hit his prostate. His back arched taller from the bed and a louder low groan filled the air. Falling back onto the bed, she examined her handiwork; his cock was at its zenith. Easing her finger over that spot, she kept him on that plateau of intense pleasure denying him the overwhelming sensations to deliver his release. His cock was vivid; deep crimson and hot to the touch. Its veins bulged and they looked impossibly full. She looked at the largest one, like a relief map of a river; it meandered along the full length of his fat cock. “It’s so hard and angry looking. You want to cum don’t you?” “Fuck yes, yes I do.” Penny lingered, gently ...
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