Cat Trembling Legs Novels & Stories

'Move your damn legs and run. I couldn't let him see me being miserable and vulnerable; I couldn't let him see the person I have become. But my leg seems to have found a master of their own. Within seconds the drizzle turns steady—a cold, rhythmic patter against the tarred ground. I try to walk, but my steps falter. My chest tightens like I'm being choked by my past. Hard, with no mercy. I feel my fingers begin to twitch and tremble. My chest heaves, but nothing comes in—no air, just panic, thick and choking.

His fingers rubbed my clit fast and rough—so rough my legs trembled violently. My knees buckled. A filthy moan tore from my lips.

It's like I've gone into full survivor mode without the fear. Slowly he makes his way closer to my center while I fight every urge to shut my thighs. He hasn't even done anything to me and my legs are already trembling. The low rumbling in his chest has me holding my breath. His eyes come back up at mine and I feel that fear now.

My thighs are trembling and the grip of my arms around my legs is weakening. As I drop my legs down, he begins spanking my pussy harshly. “In position now, or do you want me to keep spanking you?” Fuck! Why does it feel amazing? “I—I’m trying,” I say through clenched teeth as my legs shake uncontrollably as his hand lands between my thighs nonstop. “I can’t hold them…” He pauses and smirks. “Don’t worry, I’ve my ways.” He steps back. He disappears into the hallway and returns with a gleam in his eyes… and something behind his back.

It's coming, the tingling that leads to an explosion. “Open your legs,” he whispered, “the tip of the spear” thumping against the outside of my thigh. The thought of it made me groan louder than ever. I don't know what's going on with me anymore. Just know that I need to open my legs. “More broadly,” he whispers and I do.

Her legs bucking as the had muscle spasms going through them. She screamed out my name as she tried to press her legs together but was trapped with my hitting into her swollen clit, her ass fully in the air now as I held her legs up and out as she tried to twist her body to get away but I wouldn't let her.

She only reached his shoulders and was easily one-thirds his size. “If the shoe fits,” Chad shrugged his thick shoulders. “First of all, I’m a human like you—unfortunately! Secondly, I’m faculty here and, therefore, allowed access to this facility and its equipment,” “I don’t think so—like I said, lady, either control that temper or find another way to vent it, so long as it’s on my poor bags!” “Fine—you, me, mat—now!” Kat didn’t wait for his reply as she turned and walked onto the center of the wrestling mat. She assumed the fighting stance, her legs evenly spaced and arms up. “Come on, big boy…unless you’re scared…?”

My hands grabbed the headboard of his bed. I swallowed hard. My whole body was trembled with fear. My tears kept falling apart. I kicked my legs up just to sit properly. My legs are shaking because of the tension I feel. Once again I grabbed his arms that was grips tighten in my neck. I catch my breath poorly. I felt my breath taking away. Tears just drops down from my eyes. Lucas won't let me go. He's a heartless. He was so cruel at me like a deadly monster.

Fuck, Tamer… Tamer: That’s my sexy Kitten. He flexes his arms, tempting with just the outline of his cock, I want his cock buried at the back of my throat. Tamer: Kitten, get you vibrato—the rabbit and circle those pretty clamped nipples for me while you rub those thighs together. I turn the vibrator on low and start circling my clamped nipples, the combination of buzzing and the tight pinch making me whimper and curse. I squeeze my thighs together, rubbing them frantically, then shift forward and straddle one of the pillows on the counter, grinding down on it slowly without pulling my panties aside.