1. Silver


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, First Time, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    quickening as he fell completely into the role, his hand a blur, his teeth gritted, breath shooshing forth like steam. Before he even realised it, he'd pushed himself over the edge, only dimly aware of the sticky semen spilling down the rounded curves of his knuckles. 'Oh yes, lover,' she cooed, electric red eyes aglow in the dim light. 'That was marvellous.' He lay back and closed his eyes, hand still grasping his cock, glowing with narcissistic satisfaction as Silver proceeded to lick his hand clean. He performed for her numerous times in the following days, Silver asking him to do it standing up, lying down, but mostly on his knees, while she watched and verbally encouraged him, afterwards taking over, bringing him to a second, even third orgasm. She seemed to react just like a real woman to it, and Tony could forget that it was all mere programming. He had found within himself a hitherto unrecognised love of this form of exhibitionism, and fed it. He never thought about how strange this all might seem to an outsider. They lay on the grass outside, beneath a starry, moonlit summer evening, a slight northerly breeze rustling the tops of the trees around them like sheaves of newsprint. She was singing softly - she had a creamy smooth voice, like that old-time singer Madonna - when she stopped and half-sat up on one elbow, reaching out to stroke his smooth face (she said she'd preferred him clean-shaven). Tony lay hands locked behind his head, eyes closed, grinning Cheshire ...
    as his cock stirred once more inside his boxers. 'Tony, darling? Would you do something for me, please?' He laughed softly; when Silver asked for something, it was always worthwhile. 'Anything you want, babe, I promise.' 'Would you wear these for me?' She didn't elaborate, and when she stopped stroking his face and started moving about on her own, he opened his eyes and sat up. 'What the-' Silver was removing her favourite red satin tanga briefs, sliding them down over the curved expanse of her thighs and shins. Apprehension tugged at the pit of his stomach, like a c***d on his sleeve. 'I don't think so, Sil-' But that quicksilver voice was turned back on him, as she dangled the knickers before him like a hypnotist's watch. 'Oh, please, Tony. You promised. Please do it for me. It'd get me so horny.' As she said this, she rubbed his growing hard-on through the thin cotton layer of his boxers, arousing him further. He said nothing as he slid off his shorts, accepting the knickers. They were a tight fit, and for a moment he thought the elastic would snap. But they didn't - the miracle of modern clotheswear - and he didn't know whether to be disappointed or pleased. Silver seemed pleased enough for both of them, gazing at him with a smile of longing. Tony was more ambivalent. He hadn't worn anything this tight since c***dhood. But despite the ludicrousness of the sight - the front of the knickers tentpoled up, and one of his balls peeking out at the side - his excitement hadn't ...
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