1. The Blindfold Game


    Date: 7/4/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Threesome, Voyeurism, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    had clamped down over my pussy from behind. I gasped inwardly. He had never gone down on me like this before, and it felt like such a different sensation to me. It was more exposed, more vulnerable, and extremely arousing. I could feel my juices dripping into his open mouth, while his tongue slid in and around my vulva, sucking on my clit, while his hands held a firm grip on my ass. Marc thrust his tongue up inside me, causing me to moan, and my breathing to became labored. From my position, I could feel the blood rushing to my head, and my pussy seemed electrified, pulsing around his tongue as he assaulted my juicy slit with enthusiasm. I writhed against my forcibly restrained position, bucking against his mouth, feeling a strong orgasm approaching. He dug his fingers into my ass cheeks, holding me firmly against his face and sucking my clit, rolling and flicking it until I let loose a long uncontrollable sob. I came hard, alternately moaning and gasping at the pleasure that was moving through me in waves. I tried to gather my senses, looking to come down from my orgasmic high, but without warning, I felt the sudden, intense thrust of his cock, hammering home inside me, as deep as he could go. I was incredibly sensitive in my post-orgasmic throes, still swollen and juicy, and the unexpected thrill of penetration had my whole body shuddering. I lurched forward on my knees, feeling like I might slide down on the bed, but in anticipation, Marc grabbed the restraint tying my ...
    wrists together, and pulled it towards him, pulling the front half of me up off the bed with it. I could imagine him behind me, with one outstretched arm, keeping me suspended while he fucked me from behind. In order to steady my balance, I was forced to arch my back and stick my ass out further while I relied on the hold he had on my wrist restraint to keep me from toppling forward. Our position, combined with the sensory deprivation of my sight seemed to intensify every sensation. He thrust into me, almost rhythmically against the dark deep base notes that were flooding the speakers. I could barely hear his groans, combined with mine as he continued pounding me with a renewed sense of energy. “Oh god, don’t stop fucking me,” I sobbed, feeling my breasts bouncing and my head lolling back and forth like a rag doll. He intensified his thrusts until I was almost screaming louder than the music. I couldn’t breath, couldn’t think, I felt like I was being split open from the inside, delicious and hedonistic, instinctively eager to do anything he wanted to do with me. I turned my head to the side, still bouncing in rhythm to his thrusts, and smiled back at him, in my own blind darkness. “I want you to fuck my ass.” He paused, and pulled me back roughly, still impaled on his cock. I felt my hands against the lean muscle of his lower stomach, and the back of my shoulders pressed against his chest. I felt his breath hot in my ear. “What?” “You heard me,” I said in a husky voice. “I want ...
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