Kitsune Foreplay Novels & Stories

she sniffled. She was sentimental and held some level of allegiance to them because they are our fathers. “I vowed if anyone harmed even a hair on your head, there would be blood. So they shall pay in blood. Kitsune will decide how much. Stay with Hachiro. He will take care of and protect you. If you are feeling frisky, you know where I keep my condoms and toys. Might distract both of you from your pains.” I winked, walking out.

The music soared higher, reaching a crescendo. Armina gently massaged Karen’s sex with soapy fingers, parting the fringed outer lips. Her finger was slickly wet over the furrow between, circling the vaginal opening, finding the mouth of her anus, dipping a finger in, then concentrating on the seat of power. The miniature foreskin was gently drawn back, the naked head of the clitoris bared in order to be thoroughly stimulated.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

The heat spread fast, making me moan louder, pushing back onto him. “Yes…spank Mommy’s ass…mark me…harder…” Kyle dropped to his knees in front of me. His fingers spread my pussy lips wide, exposing my swollen, throbbing clit. His tongue attacked it, fast, flicking lashes over the sensitive bud while Hunter pounded from behind. The contrast—thick cock stretching me wide, soft wet tongue lashing my clit—was devastating. I trembled violently, my body on fire, every nerve screaming.

I sank deep with slower, deliberate thrusts that made him whimper against my neck. His breath felt hot and erratic on my skin as I ground up into him, savoring the tight grip and the way he shuddered with every slow, torturous push. As I kept up those slow, torturous thrusts deep inside him, Kyle suddenly sat up straight. His hands planted firmly on my chest for leverage, and he began riding my cock with renewed vigor. He bounced up and down in a wild, hypnotic rhythm that had me seeing stars from the sheer grip of his ass clenching around me.

I can only assume it’s a list of items that I am to have prepared for later. JP: Nipple clamps Warburton Wheel Lube Blindfold Shibari rope Purple Pussy Eater The last on the list is the monstrous dildo that has ten different speeds and a suction cup for the clit. A delicious shiver runs through me at the thought of using all these items tonight. The Warburton wheel is a tool that has a wheel of spikes, almost like cowboy spurs, but these are sharp little things. Jace likes to torture my nipples with it, especially when I have the clamps on them.

“Come with both holes stuffed like the dirty whore you are. Make those toys squeeze. Milk them.” My whole body seized, orgasm ripping through me. My cunt clamped viciously on the thick silicone, my ass spamming around the glass. My pussy milk spilt around the base, soaking the sheets. He held both of them deep, letting me ride every wave, every aftershock until I was sobbing, oversensitive and had my hips jerking. “Please. This is too much. Fuck—” He eased them out slowly. He pulled the glass first, watching my ass gape for a second before clenching. Then the thick one, my cunt lips clinging, reluctant to let go. A thick string of my arousal connected the tip to my opening.

The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy filled the room. She came again, her pussy pulsing around his thick shaft. Waves of pleasure rolled through her, making her moan his name. Her juices coated his cock and ran down her legs. Professor Kane kept fucking her through it, not slowing down. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back slightly, making her back arch more. “Again,” he demanded. “Come on my cock again.”

They squeezed Riley’s throat just a little tighter and claimed their mouth in a fierce, deep kiss, wolf tongue sliding in possessively until Riley was gasping and whimpering. When Alex finally pulled back, Riley’s face was flushed, lips swollen, eyes glassy with need. At a sharp nod toward the strap-on and lube, Riley eagerly went to work, fitting the custom harness around Alex’s powerful hips and thick thighs, careful around the base of their tail. A warning growl made Riley freeze when their hands lingered too long near Alex’s sensitive areas. The rules during play were very clear.

Cain closed the door and turned to face me as I ran a hand through my hair, attempting to regain composure. "What did he say?" I asked. "Something that could have waited until morning." He watched me with a wary gaze, his eyebrows drawn together slightly. "Why did you pull away so quickly?" He asked slowly. "You said we couldn't have sex," I told him honestly. "That wasn't sex" "It was foreplay," I countered, "which, by definition, leads to other things." He let out a long sigh, a rather angry expression still plastered on his face. "I need another cold shower," he said, beginning to walk back towards the bathroom.