1. My Gift of Me


    Date: 12/16/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: smiler77, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    the side in total abandonment as I accept my inevitable fate and embrace it. Your hand now existing inside me, touching every inch of me, stretching me, getting to know the parts of me I will never know myself. "Good fucking girl! Now be exceptional and cum for me." you tell me, as if it's something I might be able to flick a switch for. I want to of course! I want to do everything you say, I want to be everything you need. All at once, the desire to cum, the pressure, the overwhelming presence in me, and of course my insurmountable adoration for you, it all evokes the complete animal in me. I tear the knickers from my mouth, and over and over and over I tell you "please... Please please please please please please... Fist fuck me, my breath ragged, my eyes rolling, my voice, it sounds like someone else. Someone you know, but don't see very often, someone whom no matter how long since you've spoken, you can pick up where you left off, as if it were yesterday. Someone you won't forget. You oblige of course! You give it to me so savagely that either I'm squirting or pissing all over you, spraying you where exit gaps will allow. Your frenzy encouraged by my closed eyes. You know I close my eyes right before I cum. I need to concentrate. "If you love me, cum for me!" you tell me, and thankfully I'm close enough so I let go of it. "Fuckkkkkkkkk!!!" I begin. The insides of me undulating on your soaked hand. The waves of the mind fucking sensations, sweeping over me. Throwing me ...
    this way and that. "yes yes you love me brilliantly! And I love you for it" you tell me, your voice giving away your renewed need. I feel close to fainting, I know you'd like that, but my ecstasy subsides and you slow to a standstill. Your cock is dribbling, it knows where it's heading. I do too, but I wait for the command. "Get on your knees for me!" You say as you clamber up on the table. I can't move quickly enough, despite how sore I am now that the pleasure of the violation has become a memory. On my knees upon the chair now, my peachy arse, wet from juices that have flooded this voyeuristic chair, so round, so white, so fuckable. "Spread that tight little hole for me!" you order and my fingers are spreading it before "me" is out. You waste no time, my obstinate arse, it loves you too, you see.. Every part of me does, it was the deal we made. I wince as you push yourself forward, the resistance it hurts, but I remind myself of how incredible it must feel for you, and then you're in. I welcome it vocally. "Fuck it! Fuck it, hurt it! Own it! I beg you, and you do. In one fierce thrust, you're as deep as my body will allow. You can feel me twitching on you. You pull right the way out, and ignore the traces of blood on you. In again, this time harder, a roar from you accompanies it. You grab my hips for purchase and give it to me now, just the way you know I need. My loving arse only content when it's full of your desire in liquid form. Afterwards, as you help me down, my body ...
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