1. A Woman Too Far


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: WannabeWordsmith, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    thumb and sliding his hand to her centre, Ryan grazed the digit over the metal, flicking it and the engorged nub beneath. Jules gasped so he rubbed it again. He returned to slathering Emily's pussy, listening to the moans of encouragement into her girlfriend's mouth as his tongue explored. The familiar tide of orgasm began to well in him. He wanted nothing more than to unleash in Jules's sopping box, but knew he should seek permission. "I've gotta come. Please may I come inside you, Jules?" She pulled away like she'd been electrocuted and squeezed the head of his shaft again. To be denied at such a stage was torture, but Ryan knew there was no point defying them. So he waited it out until she was satisfied he was past the danger zone and they could continue to play. Emily resumed grinding his face. She smothered him with her sexy arse and when she was dripping with lust, forced him to eat her star. "Yesss. Lick my dirty arsehole. Make it wet. Make it wide. Make me horny enough to let you fuck it. I wanna feel your cock buried in my tight arse." Ryan wanted that too, more than anything on the planet. He licked for all he was worth. A pain in his chest startled him, body spasming. A stabbing flash that quickly abated. "Owww, Jesus!" Further down, the searing heat tore through his abdomen and he writhed like a freshly caught fish. "Aaaaarrrhhhh. What the fuck?" he yelled into her folds. "That hurts." Emily snorted. "Pussy! You should watch Jules attach clamps to my nipples, ...
    pull them and flog my bum until I can barely stand, then fuck the pain away. This is nothing in comparison." The burning flash crept lower, dangerously close to his groin and Ryan jolted. These bitches are crazy. Emily lifted her pussy and he stared down at his chest peppered with flecks of red. Took him a moment to realise it was drying wax. She spilled some more from the candle onto his belly and he jerked as it sent mixed signals to his brain. Heat above all, but layered with pain signals and something else as each momentary lick of discomfort ebbed. Desire maybe. With deliberate slowness, Emily lowered her honey trap back to his face, grinding her clit first against his nose, then positioning it over his mouth and crushing it into him. His cock burned when she tipped the candle's molten run-off onto the sensitive head. He yelled into her, convulsing and biting as she held him tight. From above, Emily hissed. "Yesssssss. Bite my clit." She drizzled more wax along his shaft and he clamped his teeth over her engorged nub, grazing it and drawing it into his mouth. "Fuck yes. More!" Ryan sucked and nibbled her clit with more intensity each time she dashed his cock with boiling wax until he feared he'd bite her jewel off. But she rode with it, pussy squishing, crying out above him through gritted teeth, the dirty bitch clearly in her element. Her voice climbed higher and louder until she wailed and froze, two short jets rocketing from her pussy and splashing Ryan's face, much to ...
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