1. A Woman Too Far


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

    inner contour of his left pectoral. "Oh Ryan. Normally so sure of himself, so dominating, so the ladies' man, now lost for words?" She crooked her leg out of the way slightly and ran the pad of her finger over his nipple, then scratched her nail over it, finally gripping it between thumb and forefinger and pinching until he cried out. She fixed him a cold stare. "It was an instruction, not a request." Ryan pumped his hips and watched her pretty eyes fluttering as she continued to tease his nipple. "Yesss, see? You can do it. And you're so very good at it." She groaned. Behind him, Ryan felt the knees of the brunette press against the back of his, and the thick, cold plastic of the phallus she sported wipe up and down his arse, settling at the dark knot of muscle that he knew was about to never be the same again. He tensed as she pressed forward, but the lube eased her entry somewhat and he felt himself widen. "Relax," she cooed, holding onto his hips a fraction below where his bound wrists crossed. "Juuuust relax." Ryan tried to do what she asked, the dull pain of the dildo making it difficult to focus on Emily's demands. But he endeavoured to service her, compartmentalising the pain as Jules inched the fat member into his behind. It burned as his sphincter stretched to accommodate the girth. In front of him, Emily continued to whisper, "Fuck me, fuck me," as the tip of the fake cock penetrated his outer ring of muscle. With no warm-up and little preparation the pain was ...
    alien, especially when the flared head popped into Ryan's bottom without warning. "Oh fuck!" To her credit, Jules allowed him to adjust. She used the dead time to nibble and suck Emily's toes alongside Ryan's ears, eliciting sexy moans from her lover before continuing to impale him. Each millimetre of ingress felt thirty times that. She squirted more lube around the shaft and massaged it in, creeping forward until Ryan thought he would burst. Every time he considered himself full, she proved him wrong. He could do nothing but focus on the intrusion and slowed his actions. From in front of him, Emily spat, "Hey! Hey! Look at me." Ryan did as instructed then regarded his cock, limp and slithering from her beautiful pussy. He felt shame. "I'm sorry, I just…" "It's no fucking good to me like that is it?" He shook his head. "IS IT?" she thundered, slapping his flaccid member away from her like a mosquito had landed on it. "No, Emily." "Jules, hold him while I wake him up." Obligingly, her partner tightened the grip around his waist as Emily swung her legs down and slid forward onto her knees, cupping Ryan's balls with her palm. She massaged them, tickled them with her fingertips, brought her tongue to them and swirled around the sac, taking each smooth, wrinkled globe into her mouth with a sucking pop and releasing them time and again. Then she trailed her tongue up along his soft meat, nibbling, caressing, sighing feathery breaths along its length. Jules continued her invasion until ...
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