1. Playing With Fire


    Date: 9/5/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: StillUndecided, Rating: 30, Source: LushStories

    so delicious a feeling, Zara, one we think you will LOVE,” Cara said as she screwed the top so that the piercing of my left nipple would stay in. Andrew screwed the right one in and I felt the cold radiating through my breasts. It was then, with my eyes open as I felt the cold spread, that I felt the short fast burn of the first fire to consume the fuel across my body. I watched in delight as Andrew’s hand put the flame out, and then be bounced the batons over my body, never leaving me to burn too long and hurt me. Such a feeling I had never experienced before. This was fire at its most sensual. Then Andrew bounced the batons over my breasts in circles round my nipples, making me sigh with pleasure as the hot and the cold met, the small beads of water that were slowly leaking from the nipple piercing steamed and evaporated. My god it was so good. After Andrew went and moved over my legs, removing the hairs there by fire, he moved back up to tease my chest and upper arms and Cara positioned herself on the table between my legs, running her wet tongue over my smooth mound, over my clit, and down between my folds. My eyes closed in pleasure and I started to moan audibly, feeling my sex being stimulated and the pleasure that I had been denying myself quickly wanting to be taken and used. “Mmmm. Wet. Just how I like them,” I heard Cara say as she dived back into my hot, went cunt. I heard a zipper being unzipped and was aware of Andrew’s cock emerging from his jeans. I opened my ...
    mouth and welcomed his meat into it, lapping hungrily at it, feeling it go deep into my mouth, deep into my throat easily as my head was back, his balls resting against my face as he pushed deeper. He pulled out and signalled to Cara that he wanted to get where she was, and they swapped places, his cock filling me and making me gasp out as his thickness stretched me. It had definitely been too long since I had sex. The smell of Cara’s pink hairless pussy consumed my sense of smell as I welcomed it onto my hot waiting mouth, my tongue lapping against her and tasting her, using my last remaining sense, the pair of them completely overwhelming all of me. My sight was just of her pussy, my hearing was getting the sounds of Andrew’s thick cock squelching into me, Cara’s pussy tasted more divine than any dessert I had ever had, and smelled better too, and my body was feeling more new sensations than it was ever expecting from the evening. Andrews’s thrusts suddenly became more urgent as he came closer to his climax, and I could hear moans through kissing and knew that Cara and Andrew were kissing, signalling to the other that they were close to their orgasm. A hand reached down and stroked over my clit and brought me my much awaited orgasm. As I came, Cara and Andrew came simultaneously, all three of us moaning and writhing, Andrew then falling off to the side as Cara collapsed on top of me. Exhausted, I nudged Cara away and went off to the kitchen, grabbing a tray and making up ...