1. Liquor Raid


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: pantywriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    – fear, delight, arousal? She knew not which, only that the secrecy in how she was going to feel her lover resulted in a most delicious thrill. She then felt his true hardness pressing against her underwear. It was good that her bottom lip was in her mouth, because had that been anywhere else a moan of pleasure would have escaped her lips. As it was, she could only wiggle her hips faster from side to side. His fingers pried at her tight underthings, sliding them to the side, and in the process his finger brushed against her slit. She could not stop the sharp inhalation, although she was still quiet. Still, with the racket going on inside of the cops arresting people and screaming at them, she knew there was a little safety in at least exhaling carefully. Inexorably, his fingers pulled her underthings to the side. She then felt the heated skin of his manhood on her soft, downy skin. She shivered, wishing that she could give a voice to her need, but knowing that she could not, must not. Instead, she angled her body as much as she could to give him access to her honeypot. She felt his pole sliding along her soft skin, and marveled at its heat and hardness and tried to envision what it must look like in their tight crawlspace. But then his manhood pressed against her heated, slick lips of her organ, and she had to close her eyes from the waves of pleasure. Positioned just at the outer entrance, his body's push slowly parted those lips. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her ...
    eyes wide in the darkness, as her body opened to invite the penetrating invader. With each tiny push, she felt her body open and then tighten to envelop him. She arched her back more, and he slipped deeper inside. She allowed a couple of soft, short breaths that she could hear, catching in her throat. He then had both of his hands on her hips, keeping her dress up and her underthings aside, and his manhood deeply buried inside of her. She wanted to thrash around wildly as he slowly withdrew his tool from her body. The pleasure was complete, erasing any other thoughts from her mind, and then he pushed it back inside of her again. As before she caught her moan in her throat just before it came out and gave them away. Another slow, careful withdrawal brought her tremendous pleasure. The need for silence made their coupling that much more powerful. Knowing how much she wanted to give voice to her pleasure accentuated the requirement that she must not. The near-total blackness was extremely enticing as well, making it impossible for her to see what was coming next. All she could do was experience, and the feeling of him pushing slowly into her again was mind-blowing. She dropped her head and softly pressed it against that wooden column. She reached back and lifted her skirts for him, and began to rock her hips as quickly as she could. The increase in speed brought new waves of pleasure, and he must have tilted position a little before she felt like even more of his manhood was now ...
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