1. Smack


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Lupus, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    inviting, swollen mound of her visibly wet pussy, nestled between her tightened thighs. I’m stupidly holding the crop as she looks over her shoulder, with a feline grin, nodding towards it. Her arse squirms impatiently and I can laugh quietly as she closes her eyes, excitedly waiting. “You’ve always wanted it nice and rough, huh Zo?” She nods, eyes still closed, as she presses her arse towards me. I decide against using the crop. My hands seize her arse cheeks firmly, instead. She moans in surprise, thrusting back into my grasp as my hands spread her ass. With fingers roughly digging into her skin, she squirms in my hands and moans at even the simplest touch. The damp patch of her knickers grows before my eyes. I can’t help it: I brush my lips over the wet gusset, tenderly, before biting hard into her taut ass. There’s a sharp hiss, which turns to a full, throat-launched groan when I pull back with a mouthful of her flesh. My mouth snaps away and her whole body quivers. The moans pour from her as I snatch up the crop and give her bouncing cheeks a couple of solid smacks. Zoey darts forward, yelping and hopping inelegantly on one leg as she squirms out of her denims. She’s lost all pretence. She snatches her hoody over her head, beaming at me. It’s cast aside - along with the loose-fitting t shirt. Her hair is ruffled and out of shape; her skin is pale and scored by needle marks and bruises; her modest, tiny breasts barely fill out her bra and she’s skinny enough to show ...
    bones in several places, but as she stands there clutching the stockings, she’s nothing but beautiful. I sit and stare, feasting on the sight of her glee and the happiness on her face – brought by something she hasn’t had to inject. I love the effect of this healthy – albeit wicked – high. She steps into the stockings with a surprising grace, snapping the tops against her thighs. She’s completely mismatched in white panties, red and black stockings, and a cream, misshapen bra, but I love it. I can’t help a smirk and a little laugh, much to her annoyance. “What?” She raises an eyebrow. “Oh nothing, you just look… Patchwork.” She catches my smirking face and – surprising me again –sticks her tongue out with both eyes scrunched tight. “Oh fuck off, I look gorgeous!” She pirouettes and flourishes her arms, casting her unruly hair out behind her almost majestically. “You’ve the moves, you just need the outfit and you could be a pro.” I wink at her and nod towards the wardrobe. “I think I’ll pass on the other lingerie for now, though.” Her nose wrinkles as she looks directly at the assortment of laced knickers. “I don’t know where they’ve been.” “Oh, so you’ve no problem sharing needles, but you’re not wearing another woman’s panties!” Zoey’s eyes flatten into a scowl as she stomps towards me. Her one hand reaches back and deftly unsnaps the clasp of her bra. It drops at her feet even as she sashays towards me. “You’re lucky I’m all revved up, Joshua, or I’d walk and leave you ...
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