1. Smack


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

    forming tight against her denim jeans, I can’t resist. Smack. Only a short, sharp smack swats her arse, but the sound echoes from every wall. I jump back, expecting a scream, a hiss and a whirlwind of wild, wolverine fingernails clawing for retaliation. My jaw drops ungainly as she lets out a long, guttural moan from the back of her throat and shivers on the spot. Zoey doesn’t speak, but remains bent over inside the wardrobe, her inviting ass pointing skyward. ‘Is she… Wiggling it at me?!’ “Is that all you’ve got, big boy? I’m disappointed.” “You enjoyed that, you filthy slut…!” Zoey’s face is filled with mischief and excitement, tongue snaking languidly over her lips. Her response is only a breathless whisper. “Maybe.” She looks over her shoulder, pulling the denim enticing tight. “Okay, I admit I have always wanted to try a good, rough, kinky fuck, Joshua.” I want to respond, but I’m left standing, holding that kinky plaything, with my mouth swinging open. I didn’t expect this of Zoey. I might have expected her to be the one using the whip, but… She tuts, walking towards me to place her palm on my chest. Her cheeks are still flushed, but there’s fullness to her lips that I’ve never quite noticed and I can see her chest heaving. “What do you think of a hot, rough fuck, Josh? Hm? Just this once…” She smirks and fingers through the rack-full of outfits. My life has been a strange mixture of events, but this is one I’m not prepared for. My brain freezes and I can’t react. Zoey ...
    tuts and clears the bed of loot in a single swipe, shoving me onto it. She has new priorities. The lust and hunger gives energy to her lifeless eyes – reanimating the dead fire within her. With me perched dumbly on the bed, she smirks at my no doubt gormless expression. She starts to flit through the outfits in front of us, pulling out a couple at a time. Giggling as she scans them, she’s bouncing on the spot. She holds up a basque, with a grin which fills her cheeks and gives them a healthy red glow. Her face is almost alight. “I couldn’t pull this off, could I? Nah.” It’s dismissively launched across the room, knocking over a lampshade and immediately she’s leafing through the lingerie again. “Oh! Ah!” Zoey pirouettes on the spot, clutching a pair of red-topped hold-up stockings like an excited teenage girl’s first prom dress. “I’m wearing these! I can barely blink before she’s kicked her pumps off against the walls. Her face creases with a genuinely naughty look. She saunters over, swaying her hips as she lifts the ridiculous hoody over her pale, smooth navel. Her hands caress herself before she snaps open the button of her jeans. Hooking the stiff denim, she starts to work it down her legs. Zoey sways and dances like a professional, shimmying out of her bottoms. She turns and bends, cheekily grinning back as she slowly exposes her pale, skinny ass. As the jeans slip over the crease of her arse, her simple white panties slip into view. They’re cupped delicately around the ...
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