1. West Coast Games - Part Two: The Free Fall


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    throat and her juices bathed my balls. And then I would seize her. I couldn’t help myself. I’d roll her over and pin her to the bed, one hand vise-like around her neck, the other shoved under the arch of her back, fighting with the sheets until my fingers were knuckle-deep in the tight little resisting knot of her ass. I’d drive myself into her cunt like a demon eating her soul from the inside. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” “Fuck, yes,” she’d cry, squirming deliciously beneath my weight. Eventually I would use a leather belt to fasten into makeshift cuffs, wrapping them around her tiny wrists and binding her to the open slat in the headboard of the bed. “Have you ever fucked other girls like this, Leo?” she would tease, running her long tongue along my chest as I leaned over her, pulling the leather straps firm. She would leave soft little bite mark indentations on my pecs when I got too close. “Not quite. Then again, I’ve never had a little hellcat like you before either,” I'd growl hotly into her ear. “Have you ever fucked a guy like this?” There was a soft giggle before she'd whisper her answer back. “Always.” Then I would feel her body shiver beneath me, anticipating the turn of energy. My teeth would graze her neck a little more intensely as I sucked the soft flesh while she defiantly bucked up under me, always pushing for more. I would move lower, engulfing her nipples in my mouth, diving from one to the other. My fingers would dig into the flesh of her thighs as ...
    I slowly made my way down her gorgeous body. I would tease her pussy, keeping her on the edge even as she whimpered and was lifting her hips off the bed, trying to tempt my tongue. There were countless times I would keep her there, tethered and tied. I enjoyed having her under my control. I was excited by the heat in her eyes and the way she’d beg me to fuck her. I would slap her pussy until it was puffy and pink, inhaling her sweet musk before running my tongue along her slit. The more she struggled, the more I wanted to subdue her. Part of me enjoyed debasing her too. There were times I would position her on the bed with a pillow under her neck, forcing it to arch at an angle. Then I would push my cock past her lips, hearing the wicked wetness of her tongue as she sucked me. “Think you can take more?” I rarely gave her a chance to answer. It would just be an obscene gurgle as I bore down on her mouth, feeling my shaft sinking into her throat. God, how I loved to fuck her mouth. I would thrust into her until I had nearly bottomed out and my balls were against her chin. I would call her filthy names and nearly go into a kind of euphoric trance of my own. Like faded photographs in my mind, I can still bring up those snapshot images of the way I saw her through my own heady lust. I can still see the flutter of her eyelids, her lips glistening with saliva and pre-cum just before it would trickle from both corners of her mouth. And then, just when I felt like I was pressing her ...
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