1. Dolore Dolce


    Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    her dripping slit. Her fingers rubbed her clit with a frantic urgency. She glared at me through wide, tear filled, hungry, bulging eyes. Spit flew out of her mouth and ran down her chin, with each raspy, constricted breath. “Use your safe word, Rebecca,” I snarled at her. She shook her head and rolled her eyes to the back of her head, “N-no,” she gurgled at me. She closed her eyes and rubbed her clit faster and harder. She was close to cumming. "Open your eyes and look at me if you are going to cum, slut!” I snarled and yanked on her hair. She opened her eyes and looked at me, "For you," she gurgled. A long, powerful orgasm shook her at her core. I waited till she exhaled hard and took a deep, gurgling breath. “Kiss my cock, Rebecca,” I grinned. She placed her lips on my cock and kissed it lovingly. She licked at the head and brushed her cheek along its entire length. I released my grip on her throat and let go of her hair. She coughed and spit as she desperately sucked air in to her lungs. I offered her my hand. She took my hand, steadied herself against the car door and stood up on rubbery legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her close to me. “Thank you, Rebecca. Are you able to stand on your own?” I whispered in her ear. She lifted her head off my chest, looked at me and panted, “Yes, I think so.” I kissed her lips and stepped away from her. Her makeup had become a smeared mess on her pretty face. She cleared her throat as she pulled her dress down and ...
    brushed strands of hair away from her face. Her eyes filled with tears as she thought about what I had done to her. “Bastard!” she sobbed. I took a step towards her and she stepped away from me, “Don’t you dare touch me!” She hissed. She took a quick step towards me and beat her fist on my chest, “I hate you!” I grinned at her, wanting whatever that was raging inside her to come to the surface. She slapped my face hard when she saw me grin and yelled, “I am not a slut, how dare you?” I turned my head to look away from her, she slapped my face again and screamed, “Have the decency to look at me!” The angle of my head caused her hand to strike my bottom lip. A stinging, hot pain shot through my lip and a metallic taste filled my mouth. The blow had cut my lip. I wiped the warm blood off my lip with a finger, looked at Rebecca as I licked the blood off and grinned at her. “Are you finished, Rebecca?” I calmly asked her. “Don’t talk to me,” she hissed and slapped me again. I ran my tongue over the cut on my lip and sucked it in to my mouth, “Are you finished now?” “Don’t!” she hissed and raised her hand to strike me. Instead, she placed her hand on my cheek and ran her thumb over the gash on my lip. “I’m sorry,” she sobbed and lunged at me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, got up on her toes and kissed me hard. She opened her mouth wide and sent her tongue probing, desperately and deep in to my mouth. The metallic taste of my blood fueled her lust. My cock was fully erect and ...
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