1. Summer Wine


    Date: 10/12/2017, Categories: Fetish, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    Such hell of a passion aroused at a person who was usually domineering and drove women to insanity. He wasn't very sure which sensation prevailed, the discomfort or the lust. "I love you too." She unhooked her bra with very slow, snake-like movements and tossed it at the corner of the room. She slid her naked breasts on his own and kissed him deeply. Her tongue sank in his throat. She wanted him to feel his own taste on her lips and tongue. Then she moved to a much more classic game. She left him a few minutes and during that time he was shaking in his chains. He swore he could see white fire burning before his eyes. The green eyed woman came back carrying a large bowl full of strawberries, covered with whipped cream as white as semen. She bended over her butt to his jaw. Just then he saw a strawberry shoved between her damp, drenched pussy lips. His first wish was to bite them off. That arousal seem so unnatural to him that he fought hard to overcome it. But the fragrance that streamed on his face when he felt her getting so close finally made his head spin and put him under the spell of lust coming from the inside. The sweetest strawberry he had ever chance to take a bite of. The fruit and love juices got mixed inside his mouth in a gastronomic and sexual cocktail, a masterpiece. She wasn't very vocal about her orgasm. But he could tell she was overwhelmed with pleasure by the quivering of the open, bright pink flesh between her legs, by her short, rapid breaths and the ...
    trembling of her sweaty, wet thighs. Her pleasure was literally running down his throat as she moved her pussy lips over his head. Meanwhile her experienced fingers and tongue were sliding over his erected member that was pretty close to bursting. However she wasn't really giving the best she could to help him cum. When the bowl of strawberries was emptied of its contents she finally showed mercy. She bit his neck and left him with a big hickey. After that she finally got the key, hidden at the bottom of the bowl under the remains of strawberries and cream, smeared with their juices. The handcuffs clicked and they remained hanging to the bed posts – impotent and no longer necessary. That was all he was waiting for. His limbs were languished and it was physically difficult for him to move his legs. However, the insane energy shot through him like a lightning bolt. He grabbed the wicked little bitch by the hair and pushed her on the floor on all fours. He thrust it roughly inside of her as he was pulling her hair and pinned her neck down. She would not stop laughing and moaning quietly, with her eyes closed. He was pummeling against her cervix with insatiable rage. Yet the desired release was escaping him. He wasn't seeking for comfort in her warm womb. He just wanted to tear her apart and she was begging him not to stop with load moans. He squeezed her breasts in one of his cupped hands and grabbed a fistful of hair. Meanwhile he kept on pumping out the brutal energy inside her. ...