1. Rules Are Made To Be Broken


    Date: 12/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Elochai644, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    couch, and let out a low, guttural groan as he felt his orgasm approach. His hands clutched and clawed at her waist, and he pulled her down against him tightly, impaling her on his cock, thrusting deep inside her. Finally, he felt himself pass the point of no return. His mouth sprung wide open, eyes rolling back into his head as his cock began to twitch and pulsate deep inside her. His groan turned into a wordless cry as he let go, emptying himself deep inside her, his nails digging into her skin, holding onto her for dear life. The pain from his nails in her skin barely registered to her, as she was entirely focused on the feeling of him exploding inside her. He felt his warm seed flood into her, filling her even more than before. She bit her lip and held her breath as she felt her own orgasm crash over her, in tandem with his. Her body tensed and stiffened, and her legs began to shake and quiver. She felt that familiar tingling, building in the pit of her stomach since they had arrived home, begin to radiate outwards, flowing through her body and filling her with pure ecstasy. She attempted to cry out his name, but she too was unable to form a coherent ...
    sentence, simply crying out in shock and pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her. Her cries and moans grew in volume as her orgasm continued, and she buried her face into his shoulder, biting down roughly through the fabric to muffle her own cries. The room grew quiet, save for their ragged breathing. She lay slumped against him, his cock still inside her, neither wanting to move an inch. They lay in silence, simply enjoying the warmth of each other, basking in the afterglow. After a time, she lifted herself from him, and curled up in his lap, not bothering to lower her dress or to zip his fly. He began to stroke her hair, and she sighed contentedly. She looked up at him, and began to giggle softly, hiding her smile behind her hand. “And what are you laughing at, kitten?” he asked, unable to keep a smile from spreading across his face. She looked away shyly, laughing again before whispering “Can you… can you make a ‘request’ of me every time we go out? The harder it is to follow, the better.” With this, she looked up, and craned her neck to view her own reddened backside. “And five isn’t enough. You’d better make it at least ten next time.”
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