For To A Sub ( 1 & 2 )


Black, Erotica, Fantasy, Oral-Sex
Part 1.

You 've been asleep for some metre now. Which makes sense after the vivid academic session we had, you asked that I hold you for a little bit. We kiss, cuddle ... You feel my au naturel consistence pressed against yours. My heat radiating and warming your body as you lay across my chest.

You have n't slept this fountainhead in a long time as the sound of my heartbeat lulls you into a deep sleep. During your eternal rest you roll over momentarily as I head to the lavatory. Upon my return, I find your au naturel consistence partially covered by the mantle. Your pap hardening in the sang-froid air. One leg hang, another straight. I can see your sex, still slightly puffy and glistening.

An inviting setting that I ca n't fend. I crawl back into bed with you but between your legs, parting them sufficiency to make headway access to your juicy cunt but not enough to awaken you.

I plant kiss on the inside of your thighs working my way up to your love box. The odour of our merge juice is strong and intoxicating. Just hours ago I was burying myself thick inside you as you clenched onto me. Now, my expression brushes against your juicy lips, my tongue microscope slide across and between those flower 's flower petal. As my tongue reaches your button, you stir, slightly.

The side by side sentence you move is once you feel my lip latch onto your pussy, my tongue parting into your sex. Instinctively, your stage voice in your sleep and I can hear your breathing alteration. I reach up your eubstance and gently fondle your breast as I continue feasting on your pussy. Your hips move with a indolent urgency as a digit slides into you. Despite our sooner school term, you squeeze onto the intrusion tightly. A groan escapes your backtalk.

My erection has been growing with need, fully and voiceless. As your desire intensifies, I bring you closer to the edge of both consciousness and ecstacy. I kiss my way up your soundbox leaving little licks at patch I know are spiritualist.

The school principal of my dick brushes against your womanhood. A kiss on your lips. You stir again reaching for me in the duskiness. Your arms wrapped around my torso, legs spread ... I push as you pull and I slowly slide into you. You moan in suffering as you feel me begin to push your wall open again. Your pelvic arch roll, I angle and thrust, your legs give way.

Another kiss ... The foreland of my cock against your uterine cervix. Again you feel my body heat against you so strong and soothing. A raciness on your neck awakens you. `` oh nookie '' as you realize I 'm again buried deep inside you, your legs wrapped around me. A mollify thrust as I slowly turn my thick dick into your womb. Almost instantly your orgasm form. With a new pauperization, I push deep into you making the bed moan beneath us. Your fingernails dig into my rear, your lips lookup for mine in the iniquity. You feel my tempo step-up, my urgency is there. You feel my swelling, satiate member Begin to pulse. `` Yes baby, oh motherfucker '' you cry. I reach down around your hip, pulling your snatch outdoors as I push in deep.

We cum hard together. My big, hard, thick cock erupting and shooting it 's load cryptic into your spasming, clenching and quivering pussy. I 've claimed you yet again as my seminal fluid warms your depths, my testis contracting in hard spirt of cum into your womb. Your body tingle as you hold onto me soused, never wanting to let go. I lay there on top, inside you, as you drift back off into your dreamscape.

Part 2.

Waking you with my cheek between your juicy boldness, sampling your sugariness from behind. Your damp and dripping sex still cutter from our close brush. Nonetheless, you unconsciously advertize back against my eager mouth. You feel my knife probing into you, between your lips, along your clit and into your vagina. You coo and begin a easy hum as I spread you heart-to-heart with my hands, raising a leg up in the process. Splayed open and across the bed, sticking your ass up for me ... So enticing, hot and vulnerable. I can feel the tenseness in your legs begin to build, your thrusting becoming more urgent, searching hard for More of my pleasure-giving glossa between your plication.

A smack across your ass saccade you awake but also intensifies your imminent orgasm. Your hands clench the sheets beside you. Your back arches even more. `` oh screw '' and `` yes '' and `` do n't stop '' watercourse from your lip as you gasp for air. I can feel it.

My lips latch onto your clit and I begin to imbibe. You break and cry out as wave after wave of pleasance crash through you. Your articulatio coxae buck as you thrash through your ecstacy. Two finger's breadth slide into your sopping, messy puss as you ride out your pleasure. They latch onto your pleasance pith inside your pussy as my tongue glides up to your crumple asshole. The new sensation sending lightning up your spine. You 're timid, but the new Assault on your G-spot mixed with the foreign but intense look of being rimmed sends you into euphoria. As my fingers work their way in and out of your sex rubbing and stimulating, you feel something coming .... Hard and fast. You want me to block up because you ca n't control it, it feels too intense. You squirm through my handiwork. `` wait .... Uhh .... maintain on .... ''

'' No ''

You knew better. I push you further and further into this freightage train of uncontrolled adept. My tongue enters your SOB just as I curl my fingers into you. It hits. A sudden urge to pee and realizing you ca n't hold back. I begin to furiously finger your gushing sex as it sprays your seminal fluid across the mainsheet. You convulse on my finger's breadth as I encourage more and more fluid from you. The intense insistence has completely exhausted you. Just simple irregular ago, you were screaming into your pillow. Now, you 're face down in traces of your own saliva, gasping for air. Your heartbeat ringing in your spike. You feel heavy and weak, unaware that your legs are trembling.

Another slap on the ass. That reassurance that you 're fine and I 've taken good care of you. As the beads of swither form on your binding, my tongue slowly works it 's way up your spine before planting a buss on the back of your neck, sending goose skin all over.

Another start to a wonderful day in quarantine .
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