1. The Morning After...


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: wyliecoyote, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    leaves my body and then I hear a gentle sucking and for the first time a quiet murmur of satisfaction escapes her lips. I want to beg for more, so enjoying the exquisite torture, torn between the desire for ejaculation and the absolute pleasure to last for as long as possible. I feel a finger pressed to my mouth, opening it quickly, my tongue racing out to lick it. Expecting to taste my own seeped juice I find my lover’s taste instead. Sucking greedily, pulling her finger into my mouth cleaning all her pussy juice from her finger. Again she withdraws leaving me within the world of my limited senses. A nail appears at my ankle and slowly traces a line rising up the inside of my leg, a second joins it just below my knee and a third as she scratches roughly up the inside of my thigh. When they reach my crotch the fourth joins to roll over my balls and up along my shaft to disappear once again into the ether. My cock spasms and twitches in their wake. A moment later I feel her teeth lightly biting my left nipple, stretching it as I release a guttural groan. Again she leaves me in my isolated world. I look about, unseeing, when for the first time I feel the bed move beneath me. I look up realising she is on the bed, probably standing down near my feet. A smile plays across my lips. She grasps my cock firmly, pumping once, twice, three times before releasing it. I am on the point of begging her to give me release but unsure whether the spell should be broken. She knows that she ...
    has the power over me and I am happy for her to decide our course. I remain completely still waiting for what is to come. I feel the bed move slightly as she adjusts her position. The first clue I get is when a drop of warm liquid lands on my flesh just below my navel. It is quickly followed by another landing in my navel. I can hear a wet slippery sound from above me as slowly more drops splatter onto my stomach. I realise she is standing astride me, either fingering her wet quim or using one of her toys on herself. The picture inside my head makes my cock pound as her pussy drips all across my torso. The bed rocks slightly as the drops gradually move higher up, landing around my nipples, I can smell the sweet musk of her wet pussy almost sure that she is holding her lips apart with one hand as she slides a finger into herself and rubs her clit with her thumb. More drops land on my upper chest and neck. I lick my lips, hoping that she will let some of her juice fall into my mouth. I feel her feet touching either side of my shoulders, her heels lift, turning inwards; her pussy aroma fills my nostrils as I sense her lowering herself down towards my face. Her smell is now so strong I can almost taste it. Stretching my neck, opening my mouth, my tongue extended preying for a taste. I know she is so close and that she has stopped moving towards me. Straining, I hear her fingers sliding between her lips as first one then another drop of her pussy cream lands on my tongue. I can hear ...
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