1. Storm coming...


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: scphen, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    my clothes. Lightening punctuated my pert breasts finally being released and I had Veronica's mouth on my tit before the thunder hit. She tensed and pulled me closer as the crash rolled through us but she never stopped sucking or grinding herself against me. I had to push her off of me to remove my jeans. As I peeled the last of my interfering clothing off, I caught sight of Veronica. She was staring at my nude figure in the flickering light of the storm, one hand toying with her nipple. She was like a deer caught in the headlights, eyes wide and mouth agape. I had never felt so sexy. I made a show of dipping a finger between my legs and was so needful that I had trouble retrieving it. As I leaned over to feed my moistened finger to her, my foot hit something familiar beneath the bed. As she distracted herself with my flavor, I reached down with my other hand to retrieve Veronica's big box of toys. I dragged it out and dumped its contents onto the bed. A flash of lightening gave her a glimpse of what was about to happen. Veronica loved her toys, but they were for her to use on others. I'm not sure she'd actually allowed any of them to be inflicted upon her. She looked at her collection of dildos and vibrators with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. The inevitable thunder rocked the building and she bit down on my finger. I yanked my hand free and leaned in close to her ear. "I told you" I said as I reached for the nearest vibe, "that I was going to make you scream." I ...
    clicked it on and pressed it against her mound. It took her a moment to adjust to the intensity of the stimulation. She stiffened and gasped initially but slowly she relaxed and her hips began rocking vigorously of their own accord. I played with myself gently as I felt her writhe. The brilliant flashes from outside gave me snapshots of her passion. He eyes had rolled back in her head, she grasped randomly at the bed sheets, her toes curled and her back arched. Her heavy breaths began carrying a louder and louder voice with them, the moans started to overpower the wind and rain tearing at the window. I felt her second climax building and her moans shifted to a mix of blasphemy and profanity. My usual self would have gladly carried her over the edge and looked for the affirmation of a job well done. The storm, though, had brought out a monster in me and I needed to keep her in this state of incoherent arousal as long as possible. I needed to dominate her completely. I pulled back. I left her teetering at the edge and went looking for another toy. My search was accompanied by Veronica's pleading "Oh fuck, oh please, oh please, I need it, oh please..." she babbled, unable to gain enough mental fortitude to even finish herself off. Groping around in the darkness, I found what I was looking for: a hefty strap-on with which I was intimately familiar. I had spent many nights with its vibrant purple length filling me as Veronica had gleefully pounded away. I was now going to share that ...
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