When I gagged I forced myself to look at him, even through the water in my eyes. His body started shaking a little bit, and I could tell his cock was about ready to explode. He kept his hand on the back of my head, and as the cum burst into my mouth he pushed his cock all the way to the back of my throat. I could feel the cum filling my throat up. His moan of pleasure was the best thing I had heard in such a long time.I had all but forgotten that I needed to pee. I couldn't believe what had just happened. John zipped his pants up, still standing directly in front of me. He bent over and kissed me on the forehead, and he left the room. I sat there trying to decide if what just happened was real, or if I made it up in my head with the help of the shots I had earlier. I walked back downstairs, and rejoined the party. I saw John talking to my Dad, and a few guys that grew up with my Dad and John. I rejoined my friends and siblings.At about 1am I decided that I should make my way home,
Sex with my 24 hour friend contd...of my face and told me it was time for me to clean her up like a good girl. I was about to slide off the couch and put my head in between her legs when she shook her head. She just pushed away from me so she could stretch her legs out in front of me. She propped herself up on her elbows and shook her head again. I had wished she’d’ve been more straight forward, I was dying to climax again.“Come sit on my face.” She laid back again. I was confused, I thought she’d wanted me to clean her up. I didn’t object though. I put my pussy over her face. She started to eat me, I shuddered with lust. She stopped, I felt like the world was going to end.“Please, don’t stop,” I moaned. “I’m begging.”“Then get down there and copy me like a good girl.”I smiled, my first 69. I leaned forward, laying on her stomach. I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and started lapping at her sweet pussy.She started again on mine, and I couldn’t help but moan.We didn’t stop
I met Stephanie at a club a couple years ago. We were both drooling over the same hot guy we knew we didn’t really have a chance at. After Mr. Hot Guy left we started talking, gossiping really, about the girl he left with. She got pretty drunk. I don’t know why, but for some reason I would have felt terrible if I’d just left her at the club, she might have driven herself home- last thing I wanted was to read about a drunk driver hitting a tree and killing herself in the morning edition of the newspaper.Instead I got her to come to my house. She trusted me, not that I wasn’t one to be trusted, and I let her stay on my couch over night to sleep it off. When I asked her about getting her car she said she had walked to the club with some friends (they’d left without her I assume) so cars weren’t an issue.In the morning, when she woke up, I had breakfast sitting on the table. She thanked me, especially for the coffee. We ended up talking for a long time. My niece was to be over for a hai
Chloe sprawled across the leather office seat, her legs parted shamelessly, skin glowing beneath the golden wash of the side lamp. Sweat gleamed down the curves of her body, each breath spilling out of her lips ragged, soft, almost trembling with the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.“Sheila…” Her voice came out husky, needy, half a whisper, and half a command. She lifted a manicured finger, curling it in the air, beckoning Sheila closer.Sheila obeyed without hesitation. Her tall frame carried a quiet power, each step purposeful as she moved closer to her employer. Chloe smirked, tugging her through the hem of her dress, pulling her between her thighs.“C’mon, girl,” Chloe teased, eyes glinting as her voice slid like velvet.Sheila knelt, steadying herself against the armrest. Her fingers slid up Chloe’s thighs, deliberate, teasing strokes before parting her folds. The touch was unhurried, circling her clit lazily, testing Chloe’s control. Chloe’s head tipped back, a moan sp
She nodded. He moved out of her field of vision and swung the paddle without warning. The sharp pain made her gasp, but it wasn't as bad as she expected. The second came down in the exact same spot, eliciting a squeak from her. Then the third on her other cheek, slowly turning her ass bright red. At 6 she tried to shy away, but Ben just pulled her ass back on display. 9 and 10 were particularly hard, and she cried out around the gag as they landed on her already bruised ass."Take it in your hand and stroke it," he directed, and she did as asked, before slowly licking up the length of the shaft, eliciting a groan from Ben."Okay Vay, so what I wanted to discuss with you is the next stage of your training. I need to know how much you can handle in terms of orgasms. And so do you. So, tomorrow, we will be spending three hours in the playroom testing your limits."She nodded, her leg shaking nervously under the table."We are going to spend the first hour and a half on orgasm denial. See
He slowly began to pump his finger back and forth. Gawd! she was tight, he thought, swapping to her other nipple and giving it the same abuse. He continued like this, thoroughly abusing her nipple and pumping his finger steadily, bringing her closer and closer to her first-ever orgasm. She clutched the sheets, brought them in her hands and writhed beneath him, simultaneously trying to squirm away from his touch and pull him closer. She succeeded in neither.Just as she was getting close, he added a second finger, stretching her wider. Then, just as she was falling over the edge, he pinched her clit, and whispered into her ear: "Cum for me, sweetheart."His words and his abuse pushed her over, forcing her into a powerful orgasm that wracked through her entire body. But even as she was coming down, he kept going with his abuse."Can you give me a second one?" he whispered, mauling her breast with one hand and torturing her pussy with the other, roughly hammering his fingers into her sn