1. She is the One (Part 17)


    Date: 1/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    eye. “If you don’t do something about my pussy right now, I’m going to tie you down and ride you until your cock snaps off,” she growled, slamming her mouth onto mine in a kiss of violent passion. She snapped me back off her mouth. “Yes, ma’am,” I replied. She smiled. “Good. Glad we could agree. Now get to work, mister.” I grinned broadly and pulled her panties to the side. She hissed in pleasure as the cool air hit her soaking pussy and leaned her head back in the chair. I blew lightly on it, the heavy tang smell of her excitement filling my nose, and slowly slid a finger inside the velvety opening. She gasped aloud again and shoved her palm between her teeth, biting down as I slowly massaged her pussy walls. My other hand gently squeezed her thigh right where it met with her groin, allowing my thumb to gently trace the contour right next to her pussy lip. I blew on her pussy again, right on the clit, and she ground herself on my finger, trying to eke more pleasure from it. I slowly added a second finger and wiggled them expertly, remembering where each other her pleasure spots were. The biggest (and by that I mean the most sensitive) was right at the front, just below her clit. And I had found that the best way to tease it was to stroke it using a ‘come here’ motion with my finger. I looked up into her eyes and wiggled my eyebrows. She saw at once what I was going to do and bit down on her fist. I curled my fingers again and again against the wet softness of her pussy ...
    walls, stroking the pleasure spot with just enough force to make a point but not enough to cause actual pain. Her eyes screwed shut and I could see her fist shaking under the pressure of her clamped teeth. Her other hand clawed and scratched at the armrest, occasionally balling into a fist to pound on the old cloth. I brought my thumb up to her clit so I could massage it while I stroked her pleasure spot but she brought her fist out of her mouth a quickly pushed my hand away. “ No !” she gasped. “What’s wrong?” I asked, immediately concerned. She caught her breath and smiled at me. “Sorry, but there’s no way I’m gonna be able to keep quiet if you do that.” “We really need to get you a gag.” She made a face. “Yeah, I don’t know if I’m up for that.” “Me either.” “Oh, I was just talking about me. I think you’d be adorable in a ball-gag.” I raised an eyebrow at her while I slowly slid off her panties. “An interesting idea.” She giggled, eyeing her panties as I twirled them on my finger. “And why are my panties off?” “So I can do this.” I slowly kissed up her thigh until I planted a kiss directly on her pussy lips. She gasped again, just barely able to suppress it into a tiny squeal. I licked my lips as the tangy, salty taste of her pussy coated my mouth and gently licked up her lips, skirting the edge of her clit. She gave just the barest moan of frustration. Good…it’ll make her want it more. I pushed up on her thighs so her pussy was bared completely and drove back in, using my ...
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