1. A Midnight Tale


    Date: 10/16/2017, Categories: Supernatural, Author: mike01xXx, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    look back, grinning cheekily. All in good time. The bed dips and bounces as you rise onto your knees. I hold my breath, hoping you would lower yourself onto me, to release my ache. Disappointment replaces that tinge of hope as two… three fingers plunge into your pussy. Your palm rubs against your clitoris as you finger yourself. As you grind your hips on your own hand, you purposely brush against my erect cock, occasionally, making me crazy with need. I would later learn that it was all part of your plan. After an agonizing period of time, you shudder to another explosive orgasm that rocks the bed. Your moans fill the silence of the room, deafening and filling my head. A sensual melody that I will always replay when I am alone. Once your breath is steady, you hover directly over the head of my cock. I hold my breath, the burning ache is written all over my face and in my eyes. Please! I scream desperately in my head. My plea is finally answered as you plunge yourself down onto my waiting cock. We moan at the same time, rocking our hips like dancers in sync to a rhythm and music that no one else can hear, except for us. Slow then fast; stopping then starting again. Urgent all the while. I do not last long, as your teasing had brought me to the very brink. A long moan draws from my gagged mouth and my back arches one final time, plunging as deep as I can go. I cum long and hard, spurting ...
    continuously into you. Your moans comes not long after, your pussy clamping around my cock, as if hungrily trying to squeeze every single drop of my cum from me. You climb off, after a while, letting your pussy drag from my belly up to my chest, leaving a trail of our mixed juices on me. Most definitely marking me as yours. Finally, you release me from my bonds. I desperately wrap my arms around your legs, ungagging myself, before lapping up your dripping pussy. You bend over and I kiss you hungrily, tasting your soft lips that I so badly needed, feeling your tongue swirl around with mine. When I am finally satisfied, I hold you close, not wanting to let you go. I drift off into a deep sleep, my last memories of you on top of me. Your sweet smell, your soft skin. Your warmth. * * * I am rudely awaken again. Only this time by streaks of light pouring in from my window. My head feels groggy as if from a sleepless night. I sit up and look around the empty bed, before letting out a sigh. I sit up, my arms ache a little as if they had been stretched and held down for some time. Looking down at the floor, I reach down to find a crumple ball of fabric. A mix of arousal and fear wells up inside as I unfold the pair of dark pink panties. Its aroma faint but unmistakable. Was the night before all but a dream? * With thanks to sillyjenny for helping me with editing. I hope you guys enjoy this. Thanks for reading.*
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