1. A Woman Too Far


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

    his delight. He guzzled every drop, sexual energy flooding his system as sharp, staccato breaths signalled her pulsing climax. He truly adored such moments. Loved it when a woman was out of control, slave to her body's orgasmic beat. The winking contractions. The heat. The taste of her unbridled passion raining on his face. Oh sweet, dirty, lying slut Emily, added to the ever-growing collection of snapshots in his memory. Another chalk mark he wouldn't have missed for the world, despite the pain he had to go through to obtain it. As she slumped and ultimately rolled off his face, he took a deep breath, air thick with wax and sex, desire for release still surging through his veins. Jules clearly wasn't going to let him want. Ryan's focus took in her powerful figure kneeling at his feet, the flogger raised, barely giving him enough time to tense before she brought its tails crashing to his hard cock. "FUUUCK!" Pain zapped his neural cortex. She beat him with it several times, flecks of dried wax cracking off his shaft and sprinkling the bed until his organ, drooping only slightly, was clean. She then threw the flogger aside and sank her mouth over his length, drawing his abused member into the hot, wet confines. The contrast from being hurt to being soothed took some moments to register but he soon regained his full erection, feeling it bump against the back of her throat as she expertly blew him. Like Emily, she was clearly very well versed in the art of cock sucking, barely ...
    even gagging as she slurped his entirety, moaning around his thick shaft. Jules abruptly sat up, spit strings breaking as she shuffled back and climbed off to stand at the foot of the bed, red lips glistening, chest heaving beneath her lacy bra, a vision of wanton desire. She pointed at the edge. "Heel!" Ryan slithered forward until his feet touched the floor, perched on the edge, leaning back propped on his elbows as Emily had been when he entered the room. "Stay!" Emily strode into his field of vision from the side. The two women turned to face one another and their lips locked, hands roaming taut bodies as they pressed together in a deep embrace. Every moment he was in their clutches seemed to be better than the last, a continuous barrage of firsts, each worthy of the hottest thing I've ever seen . Their kiss smouldered with an intensity that no porn film could match, igniting as they crushed into one another, moaning and clutching and writhing. Jules grabbed handfuls of Emily's luscious rump then slapped her, the sound of both the report and her deep groan echoing round the large room. Ryan didn't know where to focus. Every square inch of the bedroom was filled with their presence, their lust for one another. His cock throbbed, standing straight out towards them and felt like it was constructed of Adamantium. He almost forgave Emily for lying about her husband and, oh, about fifty other things in the lead up to snaring him at his own game. The kiss reached a crescendo and ...
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