1. Tartan Blanket


    Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: marlowe, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    balls about to explode at any minute he just followed her orders. With the graceful skip of a dancer she was lying on the floor with her legs wide open, the outline of her dark hairy bush easily visible against her milky-white body. He dropped to the floor and climbed between her legs, ignoring the threadbare carpet beneath his knees and her whispered voice of caution, gripping the swollen limb firmly in his hand, flexing his buttocks and thrusting his hips, pushing through a forest of pubic hair, parting the slippery flaps and folds, easing inside her body in a chorus of moans and groans. Wrapping her long slender legs around his waist, digging her feet into his lower back, moving her hips to meet the force, pulling him into her body, embracing the length, adjusting to the girth, gripping his arm, accidently piercing his skin with a finger nail, short shallow breaths snorted in wheezing gasps, words of endearment suddenly turning into an urgent blast of crude profanities. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Give me more.” A heart banging inside his chest, carpet burns torturing his knees, responding to her urgent commands, fucking fast, fucking hard, giving her more, pushing in and pulling out, deeper and deeper, thrusting and grinding, pounding and hammering, penetrating her depths, letting her feel the fullness of his potent flesh stretching her entrance, filling her body with a force she couldn’t have imagined. “Ah, fuck. Ah, fuck. Oh. Oh, fuck, fuck,” she uttered in breathless ...
    gasps, a shiver and a shudder, a shake and a tremble, the rapture of euphoria reverberating inside her bruised and battered body, a climax of earth-moving proportions exploding inside her vulva, tingling her feet, curling her toes and shaking her legs, sweeping through her chest and face, rattling her teeth and the back of her throat, a whiplash of orgasm thundering through her body with a momentous force, a mind-numbing release stealing the last breath of air from her lungs. A breathless gasp and a contented smile, a woman lost in the overwhelming heat of passion, waiting for calm, waiting for the climax to melt away, unable to hide the post-orgasmic flush colouring her face. “You need to finish,” she offered, sucking in air through her nose, kneeling on all fours, opening her body to accept his perilous length. Ignoring the carpet burns, peeling back the slippery folds of flesh, easing the threatening muscle inside her waiting heat, slowly at first until he thought she was comfortable enough, increasing the pace letting her feel the power of his finely tuned piston, the unforgiving force of a perpetual fucking machine. A creaking door and a whisper of movement in the shadows, apprehension inviting panic, his softening penis slipping from her body, their moment of copulation abruptly halted. Heads turned in unison, questioning eyes staring at the door, trying to focus in the darkness, watching and waiting, the fading echoes of hurried footsteps disappearing up the creaking stairs ...
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