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Here She Cums She smiled brightly when she pulled into the drive and saw him waiting the door. She parked and got as quickly as she could and by the time she got of her car, he was waiting there with his arms open. “Hi, Angel” he purred into her ear as he folded her against his chest. “What's shakin’, bacon?” she replied, wrinkling her button nose as she placed a soft kiss against his lip. Well, she intended it to be a soft kiss. Chaste. They were standing outside of the Rodeway Inn, where his neighbors could see, after all. But at the first brush of his mouth on hers, her body took over and she crushed her lips against his. His arms tightened around her waist, molding her delicateframe against his hard body and she melted into him. It was he who finally broke the kiss, regaining his senses and finding the strength for both of them. “Be welcome. Now get inside!” he grinned and heaved her bag from the back seat. Ringo, her octopus stuffy brushed a fuzzy tentacle against his hand as he lifted. “I’ve missed you, ” she cooed and slinked up to him when he closed the door behind them, hiding them from would be prying eyes. “Show .” His eyes twinkled as he ran his index finger over her bottom lip. Her heartbeat kicked into gear as she flicked her tongue to sweep over his finger. Accepting her opened mouth invitation, he slid his finger into it, dragging it in and out slowly, seductively as she suckled on it suggestively. He used that saliva coated finger to paint her lips as he growled, “Such a pretty little mouth my naughty has.” Blood rushed and pooled between her legs, swelling her sex and making it throb insistently. She had to have him. She had to taste him. Right now. It had been far too long. Nearly four days! She dropped to her knees and tugged the closure of his pants open until she freed his already hardening cock. “Did miss his ?” she asked coyly looking up him through herglasses. Closing her fingers around his shaft, it pulsed in her hand as if to welcome her back. She didn’t wait for an answer though. In one motion she took his erection into her mouth and moaned the taste of him. She pushed his pants down his legs while she moved her mouth back and forth along his length. With his hands in her hair, he walked backwards while she crawled to his bed. Once he was sitting, she went to work. Slurping and sucking her ’s dick. His hand in her hair applied pressure, pushing her down until her nose pressed against his pelvis. He held her but a few seconds and released, before driving her downward again.Her tongue fought wildly, thrashing and shoving,instinctively trying to eject the invasion. Her throat closed and convulsed around his cock head yet he held her in place until drool collected around the base of his dick. He removed his hand and her head automatically flew off his dick. Sucking in a deep breath through her wide open mouth, spit stringing from her bottom lip to his glistening prick. Just as quickly, she dove back down his length, once again triggering her body’s automatic response. She could feel her photo perfect clit stiffening into an erection of her own, as her outer lips swelled with a mass of blood. She squirmed and shuddered involuntarily as she fought the urge to back away from his throbbing obstruction. Obscene noises escaped her throat in protest. Jerking her mouth off again, she looked up at while her chest heaved with exertion. His eyes traveled down to small, pert nipples, desire clouding his eyes while his cock bobbed for attention. Snatching her shirt off, removing her glasses and carefully setting them on the nightstand, he leaned back into his favorite pillow. Her nipples became daggers. He tweaked both of themand jolts of pleasure shot through her core. She released his cock and played with them herself, spinning tiny circles around each in first counter then clockwise teases, delighting in the way ate her up with his stare, until she couldn’t take it anymore and dove back down his cock. Her breasts tickled his knees as she bobbed up and down his length. His big hand covered the back of her head and held her planted his base. Her lips and nose buried in his public hair while he thrust his hips and forced his cock even further down her throat. Through clenched teeth he growled with pride while his cock pulsed against the back of her tongue. “’s machine. Aren’t you?” She garbled an affirmative response but his head made her response unintelligible. Still, it was enough to let him know she was- if he needed any further confirmation. Her eyes bulged and she heard the sound of her blood rushing through her ears as her body begged for air now. He was wedged so deeply in her throat that her airways were clogged with his meat. With thick tears rolling down her cheeks, she looked up at him, silently pleading while veins popped over her forehead. Oh, how he loved those veins! As a massage therapist, he worked his magical hands all over her petite lithe body. She thought of the strength he possessed in those meaty paws of his, and how he so wonderfully and adeptly crushed her body parts with them, just to the point of madness. His control over her body was totally and utterly complete. Often, after such sessions as these, he would let her rest, and after giving her Gatorade and her paci, he would put her on his massage table and work his magic across her tense little body, releasing all the tension her multiple orgasms would cause her, including massaging that wondrous vein on her forehead. She blinked herself back to the present. She was fantasizing of his touch even as she was slowly choking to death on his cock. Her eyes rolled back and darkness began to close in around the periphery of her vision. Her heart slammed against her chest. She slapped at his thighs. He knew she had a heart murmur, and she trusted him implicitly to save her at just the right moment, when juices would flow like streams in her panties. Finally he let her head up and it shot off him. She gasped and coughed, a bit bewildered as the oxygen flooded her and brain. Her nose and the apples of her cheeks tingled. Her pussy quivered with delight. She hoped he wouldn’t know she had accidentally had her first orgasm of the night without permission. She was such a very bad little ! sat up, and with his index finger, he collected a gob of spit from her chin, and proceeded to smear it over her mouth, chin, and cheeks. Shoving his first and middle finger back into her mouth while his other hand fisted in her hair. “Such an awesome little cock sucker.” He hissed against her ear. She nodded, “Yes, . I am your dirty little cock sucker”, she managed, her voice raspy with spit.” I love nothing more all the world than to your cock on command, .“Good ,” he cooed and tugged her hair sharply, exposing her neck to him. His mouth sank into her tender flesh and her clit throbbed, threatening to again right then and there. Her breath hitched and he knew what he’d done. Of course he did. He always knows. “Don’t do it. Don’t you fucking again. Not until I tell you.” He hissed as he grabbed her hips and pulled her to her feet. He yanked off her jeans and he roughly pulled her to his lap. “You caught again, didn’t you ? I’m such a baaaad little , but I couldn’t help it.” She offered meekly; with ever so slight a hint of Sassy Pants in her voice.She scrambled to comply willingly, desperately, and she bent over his knees, aching for what was next.“Are you wet for me, ?” She nodded innocently, still breathing heavily. He positioned her just where he wanted her as he looked lustily into her eyes. He licked the tips of his fingers and hauled back. She was dizzy with anticipation when he said “Close your eyes. You know you like it better when you wait for it.” He brought his hand forward as if to deliver and stopped short. Her whole body shook with anticipation. He let her sit there a few more seconds. He gave her just enough time to wonder when it would come, and then he delivered the single, stinging blow to her left cheek. Her eyes rolled back and up into their sockets as sweet ecstatic pain coursed from her ass, up her spine and into the base of her skull. She squealed once, but not in pain. It was the sound of Heaven crashing down to Earth in Joyous triumph. And then he forced her up and onto her back into the next position, as he straddled her. Two of his thick fingers dug into her tight pussy without preamble. She cried out in wonderful pain, because her pussy was as little as she was. “Mmmmh, you are wet. Such a good little . Sucking dick makes you a wet mess.” Wiggling his digits deep inside her, knuckles digging into clit, making her rise up until her knees were barely touching the bed anymore he held her there with ease. As quickly as his fingers found her pussy, they were shoved into her mouth. “See how wet you are?” he asked as he maneuvered her over her. She greedily sucked his fingers cleaned. Lapping the spaces between his fingers to collect the juices gathered there. The head of his cock bumped against her juicy clit and made her moan as sensations coursed through her body and her cunt longed to grab at what was just inches away. With his other hand on her hip, fingers digging into her flesh, together they aligned themselves until he slid along her bare, slick slit and with one thrust he drove in. She cried around his fingers still in her mouth and threw her head back as she screamed out. Her pussy convulsed and constricted, adjusting to his girth as he held her impaled on his shaft. With their foreheads pressed together, inhaling the very breath the other exhaled, they relished in the feeling of joining. Slowly, she began to roll her hips and he began to lift up. They moved in unison. Each thrust met with a counter thrust. She emitted a sweet, slow drip as each deep penetration had her mewing and moaning, her body teetering deliciously on the edge. Each down stroke pressed her impossibly engorged clit against his pelvis.Biting her bottom lip, “I need…” Squeezing her eyes shut tightly in concentration, hoping against hope that hadn’t heard her demand. “Open your eyes” he commanded and she obeyed, her eyes staring into his. For several intense minutes they stared each other while they continued to move and she fought to retain control. Her moans raised an octave. “Please,” she shuddered.“Please what?” he toyed.“Please may I ?” She begged.“Please may I , whom?” He prompted. She growled and bit the inside of her cheek. She was slipping.“Please may I , ?”He pumped in and of her again and again, without answering.“Please!” she squeaked.He slammed into her and commanded, “ for !”“ NOW!” The last word hadn’t left his mouth before her cunt tightened spasmodically around his thrusted shaft. He never let up as she exploded again and again. She let out a scream that sounded like the yelp of a or of a wounded animal. She came so hard she barked as tears streaked down her ecstatic . As the last ripple coursed through her, she felt him pulse. The first , thick rope shot just outside her, as he pulled out and let his go tight, splashing and coating herbelly, her ribs, her neck and her chin. Again and again he released his seedsonto her tight, throbbing navel, until they both collapsed against each other in a shuddering mess.His big arms wrapped around herand she burrowed into his chest. He kissed her forehead and stoked her unruly sweat soaked wheat hair. They each breathed with heavy panting sighs, their sweat mingling together with the wetness of their union. He lay there with her for a few lingering moments, and then he gently tried to pry himself free. She clung all the tighter and he whispered. “Time to hydrate, my darling.” She moaned incoherently but relaxed her grip. He rolled once on the bed and was at the tiny fridge in his hotel room. He brought her back a juice box, straw already in place and held it to her lips. She sipped deeply of it and accepted the box from him. With her mind slightly distracted from the fruit box, he reached the mattress and brought one of the leg straps and fastened her ankle to the bed. She nearly dropped the juice box her surprise, but she reclaimed it and cooed as innocently as she could, “what cha doooin, Dahh-dee?” He smiled wide at her and simply reached for the other leg restraint. She pulled her other ankle away playfully, but he had anticipated her and was waiting right where she moved it. She was now nearly immobile on her bottom half. She set her juice box down and went doe eyed on him. She could physically see him melt. “Was I a bad , ? Why are you trying to hold down?” She pursed her lips ever so slightly, and he was beginning to rise again. She willfully turned her body over, crossing the loose fitting straps in the process. He responded by releasing the spring on one anklet and attached it next to the other on her opposite leg. Quick as a flash, he had them reversed and he cinched them tight, splaying her legs wide. She was surprised by his deftness and she was completely stuck on her belly. He stood, and walked to the front of the King sized bed. He grabbed one of the wrist straps and held it open and waited. She mocked her best crushed and put her arm for him to take. The fleece lined Velcro strap was snug on her wrist. She would not be squirming of it. Not this time. After he fastened her other arm, he cinched those up as well. All she could do now was raise her head and wiggle her digits. She was his captive completely. And she reveled in it. He stepped over to their toy box, an old, converted picnic basket from their first encounter. As he looked it, the memory of their first real date flashed in his mind. The memory only took him an instant to relive, and he brought the toybox to the foot of the bed, just of sight. He shook it a few times and the rattling inside made her go taught in anticipation. “Well, well, well. What do we have in here that will serve us well tonight?” He chose the silky eye mask, and slid his naked hard body slowly up her own, pausing to kiss the back of her knees, lingering to run his thick long tongue from her moist pussy up and over the crack of her ass as she wriggled and jiggled and tugged at her restraints, alternately moaning and grunting as she struggled as best she could. He let his tongue graze every vertebra along her spine and her skin goosed. As he left the curve in the small of her back, she shuddered and simply came as her vulva engorged once more. His thick shaft nestled between her ass cheeks as he reached over her head and slipped the mask over her eyes. She protested weakly by trying to shake her head free of the strap. But they both knew she wanted this. She craved this, like the air that she breathed. He straddled her firm ass between his knees, and began to trace the small of her back with the rubber flogger he’d chosen first. The little strings danced and bounced across her spine, and her flesh was goosed again. He allowed his wrist to flick outward and upward, and the tails came down with a satisfying ! Her ass heaved in anticipation and lifted him slightly. E was impressed with the strength this 5 pound little possessed. He began a second assault, but landed it harmlessly on the bed next to her. Her ass reacted just the same, and he realized he was telegraphing his movements. He above her, and let the flogger connect squarely on her left ass cheek. She squealed. He smiled. He stepped off the bed and walked to both sides, observing how her head cocked slightly to follow his soft footfalls on the carpet. He leaned in and over her ear and whispered “are we anticipating , Hmmm?” She cooed “Yes . I’m sorry .” He reached silently into the toy box and produced a leather crop, recently purchased from a sex shop not far away. It was not a ‘riding’ crop, but a simple plastic handled teaser type. But he was sure the effect would be good as he replaced it for the harmless flogger. CRACK! It came down hard and firm on her right cheek. Her body convulsed from the unexpected sting. She moaned and then bit her lip firmly. “Was that anticipated, Babyangel?” He said clearly pleased with her reaction. “Mmmmh… no . You are very good surprising . I love your surprises. And the presents you give my ass.” He let the crop fall on her bicep, then her hamstring, then the small of her back, each time she fluttered and grunted a bit. He could see the moisture seeping of her and he was again bull hard. HE climbed over her and slid his member in between her cheeks and rubbed her asshole with his root. She tensed, bracing herself for the pleasure he was about to give her, abandoning all care. “Please, ! Give it to where you think I deserve it!” He considered only a second, but decided to enter her from behind in the conventional way. Allowing his shaft to just peek, and retreat. Just peak and retreat. After the third peek, he slid himself deep inside her, his body pinning her forcefully to the bed. He could feel the sweat from her back mingling with his own on his chest as he grabbed a wad of hair and lifted her head off the bed. “’s going to have his way, and I want Babyangel to make all the noise she dares! Let’s give the neighbors something to talk about. loves to hear you enjoy yourself, and you must never be ashamed or afraid of being vocal again. Is that understood?” “Y-y-yes, ” she moaned in response. “Good . is so very proud of his little machine!”He punished hr twat with his cock for a minute or two, and removed it, only to replace it immediately with his middle two fingers. He thrust them viciously in and of her, and she went wet. She made a sound that again sounded like the bark of a dog, or someone choking on orgasm as she began to squirt. Her ejaculate was so powerful that she pushed his fingers of her, wetness spraying behind her and onto the bed. She groaned in ecstasy, and he returned his cock to its home. He fully smothered her and whispered in her ear, “My GOD! is sooo proud of you! You are officially a squirter now. ’S little squirter.” She bobbed her head affirmatively. He leaned up and began to pound her pussy without mercy. 2 minutes. 3. Then 4. And he could feel her convulse and each time she did. He was sure he counted least good deep spasms before he realized he was his limit as well. He had hoped not to come again, preferring to please his little Princess, but there was no turning back, so he pulled free and let fly, all over her back. The strings of jiz made their way into her hair this time as his back arched in delight. He collapsed on the bed beside her and released her arms and instructed her to release her own legs. She did as told, and without a sound, she gathered her stuffies from the chair by the bed, and sweaty and messy and all, pulled the covers over them both, and nestled into ’s waiting arms. He kissed her forehead tenderly and cuddled her deeply. “Goodnight Babyangel. Sleep beautifully.” He whispered. “Good night, . I love you to the moon and back again times a hundred thousand.” She purred. “How many is that, doll?” He replied. “More than ?” She replied as she kissed his cheek. “Indeed it is. Indeed it is” He closed his smiling eyes. They never bothered with the light. They were safe and together and asleep in minute. When morning came, Monti woke first and discovered her sleeping body had nestled and completely wrapped itself around him, effectively pinning him to the king sized bed’s edge. Any movement from him would surely wake her. He sat very still for a moment and reveled in her proximity to him. She was sticky with sweat and smelled of sex. His sex. She had the lingering<b> scent </font></b>of Karma and a musky<b> scent </font></b>that was purely her own. Her hair was a wonderful mess and she hugged Ringo, her stuffed Octopus tightly to her chest, and was snoring away peacefully. She was absolutely perfect to him. He gently rolled towards her and she shifted only slightly and redoubled her wrap around him in her dream state. Without waking, she nuzzled in deeper and sighed “Oh .” He melted. |
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