1. Chanel and Ethan 27


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: tangerinesky, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    the now very real urge. The thought of some sort of control after almost losing mine earlier is too fucking tempting. But of course I'd never make her do it. "That's kind of hot," Chanel says by my ear and I give her a wicked smile, climbing to the floor. I quickly turn for the bathroom, knowing exactly my weapon of choice. I find the robe hanging on the back of the door and pull out the soft, long tie. I may or may not have been thinking about this earlier. Still undressed from the waist up, I stride back into the room, Chanel laying unchanged. I walk around the bed where her hands are, put them together above her head, and start wrapping. I'm careful to keep it slightly loose, and when I look at her, she's watching me. I also can't help but notice how hard she's breathing. Fuck, this is hot. I tug on my work, her arms extended and tied at the wrists, pinning them to the bed. "These stay here," I say in a low voice and walk back around. "Open your legs," I tell her in a no nonsense tone, and she complies, her thighs spreading to give me the best view. I see her swallow as I stand in front of her, legs spread for me, and like every time I see her completely, I take the time to appreciate such fine art. Chanel is a masterpiece. It's obvious she takes exceptional care of her body. Nestled at her center is the most incredible pussy I've ever seen. Her naturally sparse hair is shaved into a small triangle, her slit pink and inviting. Her folds are delicate, framing the tightest, ...
    hottest hole I've ever had the pleasure of filling. Her hips are wide, her stomach is tight and her tits are deliciously perfect. When my eyes finally make it to her face, she's not nervous anymore. With her arms stretched above her, legs open, she's staring at me with dark eyes. She's so fucking sexy. I climb on the bed and hover above her, careful not to touch her yet. "You look beautiful like this," I tell her, looking right in her eyes. Chanel's perfect top teeth bite into her bottom lip, but she doesn't look away from me. "If I do anything you don't like, just say stop," I say, simply enough. She nods her head but doesn't speak. I put my mouth to her ear, smelling her clean, dark hair. "But I don't think you'll need to," I whisper and kiss her neck. The moment I push my zipper against her waiting flesh, she gasps. He legs wrap around me and I soak in the feeling for a moment, pressing my hardening dick against her. She humps up into me and I almost lose my shit already, looking down at her tight little body. "Are you ready?" I ask, and push away from her. "Where are you going?" she complains, but stays flat. I move down her body until my head is between her legs. "No hands," I promptly remind her before I lean in to kiss her mound. "Ah!" She jumps, then immediately pushes her hips toward my face. My mouth full of her box, I drag my tongue up and feel the texture of her damp slit. Her head drops between her outstretched arms, and she moans in her soprano voice. Fuck me, ...
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