Kneeling Bj Gif Novels & Stories

“Second position. Kneel and spread your knees wide. Keep your back straight.” I moved my knees apart. I felt very exposed. “Wider,” he said. I spread them until I could not go any further. “Third position,” he said. “Kneel, spread your knees, and lean forward. Put your forearms on the floor. Lift your ass in the air. This is called presenting. You will do this when I enter a room. You will do this when I tell you to. You will hold this position until I release you. Do it.”

No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue. I sighed with contentment when he pulled away. His kisses were magical. He grinned at me. “You ready?” I nodded. “Yup.” “First, we'll go to our knees,” he explained. “Find the sweet spot, where the balance is best.” “That's what she said,” I quipped. Bastian burst out laughing, stopping in his demonstration and nearly falling into the water. “Just get up on your knees,” he told me, splashing water at me with his hands.

It felt like I was drowning. I looked back up at one particular painting. They were kneeling , him behind her. The male had one hand on her stomach, the other at her neck. One of her hands was squeezing his thigh and the other was holding the wrist of the hand at his throat. Dominance. I smiled at it. " Do you like that one ? " Adrian asked me. I nodded my head. " One of my kinks is power play , it reminds me of that, " I confessed. His arms snaked around my body. His lips on my neck. " Now that is an interesting fact I like about you , but first we get some sleep, " he says, kissing my neck more.

I wondered what she was thinking. "The two positions are the nadu pose and the humble pose. Both of these poses have you kneeling before me. They show me that you are submissive and ready to play. Let me stand up." I tapped her back and she lifted her head to move back a little. I went to stand in the middle of the room. "Come before me, on your knees." I watched her struggle across the carpet. Her pretty tits were bouncing as she made her way to me.

He’d grin, unzip, and ram in, filling me completely, thrusting until I came without touching myself. His reply came fast this time. Dominanttothecore: “That’s a start. I like a boy who knows his place. Describe how you’d kneel for me right now.” Heat flooded my face and groin. Kneel? Here, alone? But the command pulled me under. I slid off the bed, my knees hitting the carpet. It was rough, biting into my skin just right. My cock was bobbing hard as I typed one-handed, the other steadying me.

A couple of messages from Gabe and a video from an unknown number. I press the button and I can’t believe what my eyes are seeing. Tears roll down my face when I see A girl kneeling in front of Gabe while he drinks and starts giving him head. He is not moving properly. His hands are just hanging out of the chair. He’s not conscious. Someone is taking advantage of him. I see him drinking and his head flopping back again and the bottle filling from his hand. He knows that is happening. Why isn’t he stopping it?

I smirked. "It was.....amazing, you did a great job." Kaine chuckled. "Yeah," I replied. I stood up and she sat on his dick. "What are you doing?" Kaine frowned. "This is round two," I smirked and Kaine laughed. I held his dick up with my hand, and slowly lowered myself down his dick. Kaine's hands went to my hips, and he held them firmly. I began bouncing myself up and down his dick in slow motion, my head was thrown back, my mouth slightly opened and my eyes closed shut as I moaned in pleasure.

Leading me off the bed, and making me stand between them. “Kneel,” he said. I tried to control my breathing while I slowly moved down until I was resting on my knees between them. They slowly took off their jeans and boxers, freeing their cocks. I bit my bottom lip while my eyes were taking their bodies in. There was this warmth that was spreading through my body while I sat there on my knees between them. I slowly moved my hands up, desperately wanting to touch them. But when Carson growled, I quickly stopped.

I nod. "Fuck..." He cursed under his breath. "Teach me how to" He seems taken by my plead. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I nod. "Damn...." He muttered as he put off the showers. God my core is reacting to this thought. "Alright baby. You will have to go on your knees." I nod. I go down on my knees. My heart is pounding. His thing is in front of my face. I look up at him.

“Butterfly stretch first. Knees open, soles together, let gravity do the work.” I dropped to the mat, sat with my legs bent, feet pressed together, knees falling wide. The shorts pulled tight immediately, the seam digging right into my clit. I could feel how swollen I already was—lips puffy, slick coating the inside of the fabric. Jax knelt between my legs, close enough that his knees bracketed my hips. His hands settled on the insides of my thighs, thumbs pressing gently but firmly, pushing my knees down farther. “Breathe,” he murmured. “Open those hips. Good girl.”