1. How Lieke Became Mistress Ginger 2


    Date: 7/30/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Bringtherapture, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    grey; but his most attractive feature were his penetrating gray eyes, a bit sunken under heavy brows, all framed by closely cropped grey hair and beard. I knew that I was going to love the feel of that soft burr when his head lay in my lap, and the eyes – a bit cruel, but also a bit hurt!! Since we had not eaten anything before leaving the restaurant, I called to have a pizza delivered and we moved to the table and started drinking wine. We continued to banter as we slouched on our chairs, Mike still naked and me in a robe that I had put on to get the pizza at the door. We had eaten all but one slice and finished the wine, when I rose to get another bottle. Mike reached for the last slice and I teased him about not asking permission and having bad manners for sitting naked at someone's table. He pulled me to his lap and said somebody needed a spanking. At that instant the room's electric charge changed, as warm pink light filled the space from the west-facing window. All became quiet as I lay across his legs and stopped giggling. He just rubbed my ass through the terrycloth; then, when I felt the robe pulled up, I tensed and grabbed his ankle with a hand. POP! A hand slap made me instantly wet, then sopping, as the blows rained down until I yelled: "I'm going to cum, fuck me hard!!" Mike pushed me face down onto the futon, lifted my hips and rammed inside. He grabbed the side of my hips to slam me back to meet his thrusts, but then he reached below and twisted my nipples, ...
    which I barely felt, because I was being overtaken by a raging orgasm. My consciousness dimmed as the tip of his penis that was battering the upper wall of my vagina sent me into oblivion. He continued to pump, as the spasms racked me, then withdrew and slathered the fluid that I had gushed up my crack and forced his way into my anus. God, it was like alcohol had been spilled on a wound and set afire, but then the whole dark feeling of it set my mind aflame and I rapidly rubbed my clit, causing me to cum again as Mike collapsed, spent, on my back. He just remained sprawled on top of me; fluids leaking from both of my orifices, our sweat and gasps mingling. Mike finally rolled off and, staring up at the ceiling, blurted: "I'm sorry, so sorry, I didn't mean to I hurt you, I totally lost control!" I rolled over to him and put my hand on his chest "Mike, I don't know what to think, that was beyond any experience I could have ever imagined! It did scare me, but don't say that you are sorry, because I didn't really want to stop you. I told you to fuck me hard and, while I didn't mean exactly that, that is what you did." He turned toward me, started to cry, and said: "You mean you enjoyed it?" I pulled his head to my breasts and ran my fingers over the burr of his hair, while he sobbed, and whispered: "Yeah, I guess that, in some way that I don't yet understand, I did!" Over the next two months I slept over at Mike's fairly regularly and we discussed how we wanted to push our sexual ...
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