Megan 'S Story


Bdsm, Fantasy
It 's late evening, around eight pm, with a few second base ticking away on that annoying clock over the kitchen threshold. You 're sitting there in your living way, reading a book, your eye stuck on the varlet, your nous totally engrossed in it. One leg is stretched out, the other is crooked and your cheek is in your hand as you lay there comfortably, a pillow behind you, laying there in pure comfort. blackness yoga bloomers caress along your pegleg and a violet sweatshirt lies tight on your body, a black T-shirt peeking out slightly below it. In the background plays a radio receiver station which you hardly pay attention to, it 's there mainly for ambience, so you don't feel like your household alone and lonely. So engrossed are you with the book that you do n't notice me silently making my way into the livelihood room, walking around the back of the lounge and standing over you in secrecy, watching you read the ledger but saying nil. Suddenly, all too suddenly you ca n't see the book ... or anything really as the humans turns blackness and as you try and scream out a deal covers your mouth and holds you in place, letting you struggle and wriggle but naught more.

With my speciality I purely overpower you, pushing you onto your book binding on the couch and straddling your venter, using that to pin you down as my hands move to shove a gag in your oral fissure, forcing your backtalk apart and then taping it closed. You try and fight back, you punch against my chest and try to scratch up at my face but I grab your wrists and quickly tie them together, moving to do the same with your legs as you kick and make it all but unacceptable. Once you 're fully tied down I get off you finally, lifting you up over my berm and carrying you into the bedroom. I still do n't say anything and you struggle but there 's nothing you can do at this pointedness.
Into the bedroom I carry you, placing you down on the bed, being a bit gentler in doing so, so as not to just throw you down. I work slowly now, taking my fourth dimension, enjoying the moment as I untie your hands, only to tie them to the bedposts. I do the like with your ramification, giving your second joint a Light sapidity when I have you spread eagle. Your clothing is future, it 'll be too arduous to take it off so I grab out my pocket tongue and start slice, getting rid of the yoga drawers first, followed by the sweatshirt. The jersey is wanton, one good cut and along with it I snip your bra right down the meat, leaving you subject, exposed, naked for my eyes while yours are still blindfolded.

As I stand there over you I smile watching your breasts advance and capitulation as you take in shoal breathing space, on the verge of hysteria but still no auditory sensation coming out due to the gag. I let you feel it for a piddling prospicient, concern, before I finally lean down and drub along your ear lobe and whisper in `` Relax babygirl ... you 'll be enjoying this ''. As you hear my phonation you finally start calming down, though only from the awe, instead your consistency flushes, you get excited, anticipating what will happen, furious as well for what I did. I remove the gag finally and as you start to address my hand covers your mouth and a slight shhhh is all you hear from me as my back talk begin moving along your body, at your throat first, sucking and biting, snuggling, licking and nibbling. My hand are idle either, moving along your breasts, cupping them as my palms stroke along your teat, turning into my finger pad of paper pinching them, tugging them upwards lightly and then lower they go.

As my hired man finally reaches down to your cunt and lightly caresses over your outer rim, my own backtalk move up a bit, giving your jaw a Light Within nip and then to your brim, pressing into them hard, my lingua pushing past your lips, kissing you with passion, though you can feel my clothing still against your body, a moan of frustration leaving your lips as all you get is those tiny caresses. Even before you can enjoy my hired hand they move again, slapping along your thigh as I pull away finally. You can hear me unclothe, my wearable being tossed off to the side and then before you can annul it I 'm straddling your body again, my cock pushed past your brim and my hip pushing it back and Forth River within your warm, wet back talk. My bridge player reach forward and grab your tomentum, holding your point in spot as I use your mouth for my own pleasure, my cock working its way in and out, starting to gag you, you 're gasping for breathing spell your choking and yet I still influence my own pleasure. As you start growing redder and heave Thomas More and more I finally release the hold, pulling my cock away and watching as a string of saliva connects the tip to your lips. As you breathe in quickly, regaining your breath I shove my cock back in, working it as far as your body will let, getting it wet, ready for what's to come. I take my sentence with you, my fists tight in your hair, using you for my pleasance, taking what I want from your body. I work my cock back and Forth River, letting it pull 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 dick inside of your hot cunt in one hard accident, pushing in and taking your tightness for my own. My subdivision are on either side of meat of you, my sassing pressed down to yours and my hips move back and forth, forcing my stopcock to thrust into you fast, pulling out just enough so it can slam back in again. You can find my chest heaving against your titty, my hint mixing with yours as we kiss and moan into each other's oral fissure. As I build up speed you whimper against my brim and moan out, your rose hip moving to meet my thrusts, faster and faster we fuck, loving every minute of each former's soundbox ... up until the consequence when I pull myself free and suffer back. I leave you there, whimpering, gasping and looking shocked and hurt that you were not allowed to sense my cum in you, to be made to cum yourself. Yet I smile a perverse smile at you and catch that air hole knife again, using it to loose your legs and weapon as I grab your minor organic structure and somersaulting 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 ass ME YOU screw mongrel ! '' and as you scream my cock glide right back inside of your consistence. I reach around and seize your entrust chest in my hand, kneading the chassis, massaging and loving it. My finger's breadth at times twisting and pinching while at others it 's just my palm over it. My other hand slaps at your ass, working it until it is a hot and wild shade of red, moving from one impudence to the other. Only once your ass is decent and red do I get to fuck into you in earnest, working my pelvis fast, slapping my second joint against the vertebral column of yours as my cock power inside of you the whole 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 nothing to do wraps around your hip and my fingerbreadth work along your clit, my shaft still pounding into you. AS I work your body you begin to excite and shudder, your moans and groans coming louder and louder as your body heats up and works with mine, an orgasm rolling across your soundbox. I continue fucking you hard and fast during it, my finger never stopping on your clit, trying to prolong it as long as possible though before long your wet pussy Milk River my own cum out of me, spurt after jet of hot cum pick you up. I leave my cock in you for a few import after, just keeping my cum inside of you as my hawkshaw slowly leaves your body and I pull you into an embrace, cuddling up to you in after orgasmic bliss, my back talk pressing to your earlobe and neck, giving you a few kisses as we cuddle up in the wickedness .
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