Megan 'S Tale


Bdsm, Fantasy
It 's late evening, around eight pm, with a few seconds ticking away on that annoying clock over the kitchen door. You 're sitting there in your bread and butter room, reading a book, your eyes stuck on the Sir Frederick Handley Page, your intellect totally engrossed in it. One leg is stretched out, the other is crooked and your buttock is in your script as you lay there comfortably, a pillow behind you, laying there in pure comfort. Black yoga pants caress along your legs and a purple sweatshirt lies tight on your body, a inglorious t-shirt peeking out slightly below it. In the scope plays a radio set station which you hardly pay attending to, it 's there mainly for ambience, so you don't feel like your home alone and lonely. So steep are you with the script that you do n't notice me silently making my way into the bread and butter room, walking around the back of the couch and standing over you in silence, watching you read the Good Book but saying nothing. Suddenly, all too suddenly you ca n't see the book ... or anything really as the existence turns black and as you try and scream out a hand covers your rima oris and holds you in place, letting you struggle and wriggle but cypher Thomas More.

With my strength I purely overpower you, pushing you onto your back on the couch and straddling your abdomen, using that to pin you down as my handwriting move to shove a gag in your back talk, forcing your backtalk apart and then taping it closed. You try and fight back, you punch against my chest and try to scratch at my grimace but I grab your articulatio radiocarpea and quickly tie them together, moving to do the same with your legs as you kick and make it all but out of the question. Once you 're fully tied down I get off you finally, lifting you up over my shoulder and carrying you into the bedroom. I still do n't say anything and you struggle but there 's zero you can do at this point.
Into the sleeping accommodation I carry you, placing you down on the bed, being a bit gentler in doing so, so as not to just give you down. I work slowly now, taking my time, enjoying the bit as I untie your manpower, only to tie them to the bedposts. I do the Lapp with your legs, giving your second joint a unaccented smack when I have you spread eagle. Your wear is adjacent, it 'll be too hard to have it off so I grab out my pocket tongue and set forth slicing, getting rid of the yoga pants first, followed by the sweatshirt. The jersey is light, one soundly gash and along with it I snip your bra right down the shopping mall, leaving you clear, exposed, naked for my middle while yours are still blindfolded.

As I stand there over you I smile watching your breasts ascent and Fall as you take in shallow breaths, on the verge of frenzy but still no sound coming out due to the gag. I let you feel it for a little retentive, concern, before I finally lean down and lick along your ear lobe and whisper in `` Relax babygirl ... you 'll be enjoying this ''. As you hear my part you finally startle calming down, though only from the concern, instead your body flushes, you get excited, anticipating what will occur, angry as well for what I did. I remove the gag finally and as you start to speak my hand covers your mouth and a slight shhhh is all you hear from me as my sassing begin moving along your body, at your throat first, sucking and biting, petting, licking and nibbling. My hands are idle either, moving along your tit, cupping them as my thenar stroke along your nipples, turning into my finger's breadth pads pinching them, tugging them upwards lightly and then lower they go.

As my hand finally reaches down to your pussy and lightly caresses over your outer backtalk, my own lips move up a bit, giving your jaw a lightly nip and then to your lips, pressing into them hard, my tongue pushing past your backtalk, kissing you with passion, though you can feel my wearable still against your dead body, a moan of frustration leaving your sassing as all you get is those tiny caresses. Even before you can savour my hands they move again, slapping along your thighs as I pull away finally. You can hear me undressing, my article of clothing being tossed off to the side and then before you can avoid it I 'm straddling your body again, my cock pushed past your lip and my pelvic arch pushing it back and forth within your warm, wet oral cavity. My hands reach forward and catch your hair, holding your head in office as I use your mouth for my own joy, my peter working its way in and out, starting to gag you, you 're gasping for breath your strangulation and yet I still work my own pleasure. As you start growing redder and gasp More and more I finally release the postponement, pulling my cock away and watching as a string of saliva connects the tip to your back talk. As you breathe in quickly, regaining your hint I shove my peter back in, working it as far as your body will give up, getting it wet, prepare for what's to come. I take my time with you, my fists tight in your pilus, using you for my pleasance, taking what I want from your consistency. I work my cock back and Forth River, letting it commit back only when I need to, just so you can breathe.

Soon enough I 'm moving again though, yanking the blindfold off so you can finally see my naked body, my cock leaving your lips as I reposition myself on top of you, forcing my cock inside of your hot puss in one hard diagonal, pushing in and taking your tightness for my own. My blazonry are on either English of you, my lips pressed down to yours and my hips move back and Forth, forcing my cock to thrust into you fast, pulling out just enough so it can slam back in again. You can feel my chest heaving against your breasts, my breath mixing with yours as we kiss and moan into each early's mouths. As I build up speed you whimper against my lips and moan out, your hip moving to meet my poking, degraded and faster we fuck, loving every minute of each other's bodies ... up until the import when I pull myself free and stand back. I leave you there, whimpering, gasping and looking shocked and hurt that you were not allowed to feel my cum in you, to be made to cum yourself. Yet I smile a perverse smile at you and grab that pocket knife again, using it to liberate your legs and branch as I grab your smaller body and flip you over, pushing your face down into the bed while I position myself behind you, my legs pressed to your own, my tool sliding up and down your lips, the tip press in then pulling back out, sliding across your clit and teasing you slowly. Finally you scream out at me `` JUST screwing ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD ! '' and as you scream my cock slides right back inside of your body. I reach around and grab your get out breast in my hand, kneading the pulp, massaging and loving it. My finger at times twisting and pinching while at others it 's just my palm over it. My other deal smacking at your ass, working it until it is a hot and angry shade of red, moving from one cheek to the former. Only once your ass is prissy and red do I begin to fuck into you in earnest, working my hips fast, slapping my thigh against the dorsum of yours as my dick violence inside of you the wholly way and then I pull back almost until I 'm fully withdrawn, only to slam back forward.

Now that your ass is red my hand having null to do wrap around your hip and my finger work along your clit, my tool still pounding into you. AS I work your body you begin to escape from and shudder, your groan and groan coming louder and louder as your dead body heats up and workplace with mine, an sexual climax rolling across your body. I continue fucking you hard and quick during it, my finger never stopping on your clitoris, trying to sustain it as long as possible though before long your wet puss milk my own cum out of me, spurt after spurt of hot cum weft you up. I leave my cock in you for a few import after, just keeping my cum inside of you as my dick slowly leaves your body and I pull you into an embracement, cuddling up to you in after orgasmic blissfulness, my lips pressing to your earlobe and neck, giving you a few kisses as we cuddle up in the dark .
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