1. Something Borrowed


    Date: 6/21/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Humiliation, Reluctance, Author: boswellox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    panting at the bottom then dragging lips and mouth back to the top. The rhythm built as the background faded: the carpet pressing her stockings into her knees, the tickle of crinoline bustle against her hip, the slick feel of her dampening satin thong, and the itch of the lace sleeves. None of these things mattered anymore. There was just this cock, in her mouth, pushing its way in, not asking, trying to force her will. “Submit,” it demanded of her. But she pressed back her resistance, fighting back with mouth, with tongue, even with lip covered teeth, accepting the cock in her mouth, but only on her terms. Her fingers twisted in his jeans for leverage. His face was tight now, just like the muscles in his legs. He was so close, and she would win. She would take what she wanted, triumphant. But he tightened his hold on her hair, denying her further access. Pulling her away, he raised her up and kissed her roughly, coarse hair on his chin scraping her skin. She sucked his lip into her mouth and pressed her teeth into the soft flesh. “Bitch.” Rae-Ann laughed, a tight, bitter sound, as he pushed her back on the bed, ...
    white satin billowing around her in a froth. He kicked off the loafers and jeans before pushing her legs up ,pulling her thong aside, and plunging deep into her. Blue ribbon from her garter peeked out from the layers, encircling her white-stocking-ed leg above her knee as the dress spilled off the edge of the bed, to puddle on the floor around his feet. Rough fingers pushed along the line of her slit, the satin against her skin, building friction across her bud. She twisted in the dress, rocking her hips, body rolling, seeking greater leverage, pushing against his ravaging cock. Her pink lips parted, baring the white, chipped teeth, with a hiss that turned to cry as she reached her summit. Half rising, her muscles clenched then went slack, with her release. His hand grasped her neck pulling her deep onto his cock as his frenzied rhythm changed. Filling her with his strange spunk, before he would disappear from her life. She still loved the man whose ring she bore, but she would be even. Soiled panties and lace packed up to sit in a box on a shelf, a balance for a score now settled. pics....http://bit.ly/1O1WE7K
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