1. Little Perversions


    Date: 12/14/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Dancing_Doll, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    nice rhythm. When I feel you getting close, you ease back. “Not yet. Take another mouthful,” you tell me, and once again, I put my lips to the rim of the jug and let you do a slow pour. You turn and bend forward, bracing yourself against the kitchen table with one hand while keeping the other firmly on the back of my head. I spread the cheeks of your ass and then spit a long thick stream of milk against your hole, bathing your puckered knot with cream. The outer ring glistens wet and streams begin to vein down the back of your balls. I edge the tip of my tongue against you, lapping at the milk before eagerly working my way inside. You groan and draw my face in tighter. “Fuck, Babydoll. Get in there nice and deep.” Milk dribbles from my chin and the wet sounds of my efforts sound loud and deliciously perverse. I'm driven to please you. Something about the chemical way we come together frees me to become raw and debased and it's become a kind of release that I can't find anywhere else now. I get a rush out of being bad and you know how to feed my addiction. “I love your ass,” I tell you. “I love making you come.” “Where do you want me to come?” “Mmm… all over my filthy tongue,” I murmur, before sliding it in again. You begin to jerk your cock and when you’re close, you turn around and seize a handful of my hair to steady me. I arch my body upward as you finish the last strokes. I can feel all your restraint of having held back your climax. Now, at the moment of release, your ...
    cum jets all over my face, leaving salty ropes on my outstretched tongue. “Fucking gorgeous,” you tell me again, breathing hard. You hoist me up from the wet floor onto the kitchen table in one smooth movement, as though I’m feather-light. Your face inclines to mine and I feel the raspy burn of your stubble as our lips lock violently. Your tongue fills my mouth and we taste a salty-sweet mixture of milk and cum that seems to fuel the hunger between us. That’s one hole that’s been well owned and I know you’re already thinking ahead. “Now what to do with you….” you muse. “So many ideas are going through my mind.” “That filthy mind,” I echo. “You can do whatever you want with me, but I’d better get fucked hard.” Your fingers smear the cum from my chin up and around my lips before you press them into my mouth to suck clean. “Trust me, by the time the night is over, you might regret begging for that.” A little shiver of electricity, like the rush of some potent drug, sets my nerves on edge. I shift on the kitchen table as you push me down on my back until I’m resting on my elbows. “First, we need to take these off,” you tell me, rubbing your fingers up and down the sodden fabric of my panties. I watch you move through my kitchen, catching the slight lift of your cock that’s just beginning to harden again. You take a knife from the wood block on the counter and return to me. I watch the silver metal flash in the low lighting as you turn it on its side and slide the cold blade in ...
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