1. Swinging Lifestyle


    Date: 7/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 54.5, Source: sexstories.com

    me — no matter how hard she fought against her urges, she'd come back for more sessions. I opened the door to Elizabeth's room, I eyed Elizabeth from there— her dress is mesmerizing, her blonde hair flowing down in a lush of curls that framed her smile, so inviting, that one would never guess the carnal side that lay hidden deep within her. For one moment before the door opened she turned and her eyes met mine, and in that second a scowl crossed her face, just as the door closed she resumed her act of gentility. My hand grabbed her shoulder and she turned with a gasp, I covered her mouth with my other hand. Her eyes are wide with fear, yet at the sight of me they narrowed in anger. She pulled down my hand and whispered harshly. " How dare you come in here! Who do you think you are?!" I said nothing. I lowered myself until her eyes are level with mine; my hand first found her lip - she pushed it away. " Do not ignore me, John." Still, I'm silent. My hand found her chin raising it up, I kissed her roughly. The moment overtook Elizabeth, she swallowed, watched with fear, with intrigue that comes with a man willing to do anything, willing to take her at my will, touching her without her permission. Suddenly my other hand is in her hair. My pull is not hard, yet it is firm, a grasp that sent shock waves through her, climbing down her spine, under her dress, to her pussy that is suddenly awash in the flame of heat, she cannot explain. " John . . ." My hold held her captive. Her ...
    eyes are once again big, this time in protest. " I cannot do this again so soon!" My hand is rooted in her hair and I give it the slightest tug, so that when she followed the pull her ear found my mouth, my moist lips, meeting it with the sensual force that is now familiar to her as my scent — the very thing she longs for. " There will be no questioning me," I said. I let go of her hair and stood once again smiling. Elizabeth had no chance to scream, before I pushed her hard into the door and said between clenched teeth, " You're mine now Elizabeth?" She moved away from me, but I went after her and just when she thought she would get away, I caught hold of the back of her dress and with brute strength tore it from her back. I spun her around and slammed her against the wall. Stunned and scared, she stood there motionless as I pinned her arms above her head. " John, stop," She cried, tears streaming down her face. " Shut up!" Terrified and not understanding why I was talking to her like that, but more fearful of antagonizing me further, she stood there as I lifted her dress up, and with my foot pushing against her, forcing her to spread her legs apart. I undid my trousers freeing myself, and roughly stroking my cock until covered in a thin, sticky film. When I'm fully erect, I pulled her white lace panties aside and shoved my hard hot cock into her small, tight opening. The sound filling the room is thwapping like a belt on flesh, she is feeling the pain as my pelvis smacks ...
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