1. Strict Tutor


    Date: 12/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Elochai644, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    head back, lines of saliva connecting the head of my cock to your full red lips. You looked up at me, a mixture of confusion and apprehension on your face. In a quiet voice, clearly barely restraining my anger, I finally speak. "I didn't give you permission to touch yourself, my kitten. Your pretty little pussy is mine, and I decide when and how it is played with." I look you in the eye, a cross of anger and disappointment visible in my gaze. With a grunt of exertion, I pulled you to your feet by your hair, eliciting a squeal of pain as your scalp burned sharply. I do nothing but glare at you for a moment, and the intensity of my gaze was enough to make you shrink back, cowering ever so slightly. In my eyes, you could see that sadistic glint, buried within the lustful stare. The time for words and commands had passed. My hand released your hair and moved to grip your shoulder, spinning you around so fast you nearly lost your footing. As you struggle to regain your balance, my hands wrap around your ribcage and claw at the front of your cardigan. Within seconds, it comes loose, and I peel it off your shoulders. My hands quickly returned to the front of your blouse, and with a ferocious growl in your ear, you felt me tear it open, buttons bouncing and skittering across the room. All at once, the soft skin of your torso was set free for my hands to grasp, and I savagely mauled and pawed at your breasts, pulling the cups of your lacy black bra down and freeing them. You let out ...
    a sharp gasp as you felt my nails dig into the soft skin of your breasts, before my hands moved to pinch and twist each nipple, causing your back to arch in pleasure and your ass to press into my crotch, feeling my exposed cock brush against your thighs. Finally, my desire for you reached its tipping point, and I knew I would have to have you. In a voice dripping with lust, I barked at you. "Hands on the desk. Bend over." Even I was surprised at just how strained and breathy my command was, and I knew I simply could not wait a moment longer. As your hands hit the desk, you felt mine move to your hips, one darting between your thighs to pull your panties aside. Still clad in the garter belt and socks, your skirt haphazardly strewn around your waist, you felt the head of my cock slide against your slick lips, gliding over your clit as I pressed my hips into your ass. You began to groan, but this transitioned into a long, extended gasp as I withdrew just far enough to angle myself, and slide my full length inside you in one long, deep stroke. I halted for a moment, focusing on the sensation of your warmth, your tight wetness, the feeling of your body gripping me, pulling me in. My hands tightened on your hips and I began to pull you back against me, my puffs and pants breaking the silence in the room. I began to rock my hips against you, not interested in teasing or going slowly - instead, I was solely concerned with using your warm hole for my pleasure. My pace intensified and ...
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