“Three… Ah...”
Emma made sure each spank was heavier than the previous. “Six!” Isabella couldn't help but scream. She could feel a rapturous sensation swirling in her lower stomach as Emma’s spank was driving her wild with need. “A…..seven.” “Eight..” As the count continued, Isabella found herself completely wet and horny. She was more aroused than she had ever been in her entire life. The spanks were a delicious pain, and Emma’s low growl and occasional moan turned it into a mouthwatering ache. Isa couldn't help but arch her back and pushed her ass up to meet Emma's hand like an obedient kitten. Her moans became softer and louder. Isabella intentionally lost track of the count because only 10 spanks were not her goal. Lucky for her, Emma punished her as she warned that she would Turning her head, Isabella looked back at Emma, her eyes fixed on the masculine woman behind her. Emma's concentration was on her ass, her expression one of someone taming a wild beast. Their eyes met, and Isabella's blue eyes locked with Emma's hazel ones, as the woman's hands continued to spank her. Each strike sent jolts of pleasure straight to Isa’s wet pussy. Was it 20 now? 25? Emma herself had lost count of how many times she had spanked her roommate’s ass. She could see her finger lines spread boldly on Isabella's ass, and she caressed it with her fingers. Emma took her time to explore her art on Isabella’s ass. If she had found her hot roommate desirable before. . . This was a whole new level. Emma slowly stripped away Isabella’s skirt, pushing it down her legs before rubbing her pussy through her see-through thong. Touching Isa after restraining herself from even thinking about it for months made her eyes darken. Emma slowly stroked her clit with her thumb fingers, and Isabella released a soft groan. Emma smiled a little. She loved how responsive she was. Isabella’s pussy looked so wet and “plum” if that was the right word. She couldn't help but stroke her thumb across it to feel it under her touch. “Hmm!” Isabella let out a moan and arched into her touch. “You are so wet for me...” Emma groaned, her voice sounding so deep as she finally slipped a finger inside Isabella. Isabella’s hand gripped the bed sheets and she let out a confession. “Yes, it’s because I want you.” “Hm, is that so?” Emma replied lazily and went back to rubbing Isa’s clit, now putting more pressure as she stroked her in circles. “Yes, I want you so badly. Don’t ever think I don’t.” Isabella moaned out. Her head was spinning due to intense pleasure. Emma nodded, desire burning in her eyes as she continued to fingerfuck Isabella. “I want you too, Isa.” She inhaled deeply. “And now that I know you want me, I'll never be able to stop wanting you,” she swore, and with practiced ease, her thumb found Isabella's clit again. Years of experience as a full lesbian had honed Emma’s skills, and she knew exactly how to make Isabella turn into a moaning mess. “Yes, just like that,” Isabella gasped, her voice filled with desire. “Shit, I'm so horny. Please don't stop.” Emma's thrust became faster. Her heart raced as she felt Isabella's delirious chants spurring her on. She increased the pressure on Isa’s clit, and her movements became more urgent. Emma’s free hand wrapped around Isabella’s throat, and she pressed her head to the bed as her fervor-dominant side completely took over. The pleasure burning in her was making her turn into a beast, and she was damned aware that she would hurt Isabella if she didn't slow down. “I’m going to cum…” Isabella managed to choke out before her eyes squeezed shut and ripples of desire tore her apart. Isa was panting and gasping for oxygen. But Emma didn't stop still, she continued finger fucking Isa through her orgasm. Emma’s intense eyes were fixed on Isa’s exposed body. She was watching her tremble and cry out her pleasure under the dim light. She leaned in closer, her lips grazing Isabella's ear as she whispered, “I'm going to make you feel so good, Isa. You're going to love it.” With that promise hanging in the air, she dipped her head between Isabella's thighs to feel the heat and wetness on her tongue. “Shit. That feels so good, Em.” Isa’s hips arched up instinctively and Emma smirked at the response. Her tongue teased Isabella's slick folds before she plunged it deep inside her. “Em!” Isabella screamed, her body quivering from overwhelming pleasure as Emma set a relentless pace. She was driving her to another peak with her tongue. As Emma claimed her roommate again and took her to heights of pleasure she had never known existed, Isabella surrendered completely. She wanted to be lost in the ecstasy of “Anything”. Tonight, she promised herself there would be no limits and no boundaries. It would just be the two of them, and she would give in as they explored each other’s bodies. As Isabella's moans filled the room, Emma knew that this was only the beginning of a rebound. But she didn't care. She had every intention of showing Isabella exactly what pleasure was, and also wanted to know what her deep, darkest fantasies were.continue reading the first story... I am now completely unbothered by our surroundings, or by the fact that more than 20 people are watching me as I cum. All I could think of was the unbearable pleasure he was giving me. Slowly, he slipped his fingers into my drenched pussy again. “Ahh!” I gasp, arching my back for more. “Do you want me to add another finger?” He whispers throatily. I nod eagerly. “Yes, please,” “Your soft plea arouses me, kitten,” his dark, throaty voice murmurs in my ear, sending a string of desire down my spine. His hand caresses my neck gently before sliding into my hair, gripping it firmly. I whimper softly, leaning into his touch. My body seems to crave his dominance after being lashed by him. My mind is consumed by the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure he provided. He shoves another finger inside my pussy, then he begins to fuck me with his fingers, while his thumb caresses my clit. “Oh, ahh, oh yes, please, more,” I am unable to stop the plea tha
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