1. Fingerfuck


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    the pie. “Fuck.” He ground his fist harder along his stalk. She raked a finger up and down her pussy under the fabric. Her eyes closed briefly as she took in a breath. Then Bacon took his own shirt and pants off. Naked, he stepped closer to her chair and kept stroking his distended cock. “Are you a dirty girl, Li?” “In my heart,” she nodded. She took off her T-shirt and then her bra. Her breasts were like inverted teacups, nipples hard and standing thick. She lifted her ass off the chair just high enough to push her shorts down. Then she sat upright and spread her legs. Her mound was hairless as grape skin, tiny slit framed with wet, swollen lips. He whispered her name in the breathless strain of furious stroking. “Show me what a dirty girl you are.” Intent eyes on his fist and cock, she reached between her thighs with both hands. She peeled herself open with the left, then started massaging her coral slash with the right. Moans and whimpers passed her lips while her fingers ground hard. Wide sweeps and vicious little circles while he fisted his cock so hard his precum was slicking into lather along his shaft. “Fingerfuck,” he growled. No breath for another word. He watched her finger ...
    disappear into her hole while the fingers of her left rolled hard over the tiny bud of her clit. “Another.” And another finger pushed in with the first. She pumped and strummed while he pounded with a twisting fist. “Motherfucker motherfucker mother… fucker! ” Tremors shot through his body that nearly buckled his knees. Flying jets of spunk spattered her skin. Her eyes clenched shut and her head fell back, her body twitching in muscle-clenching spasms. “Dirty girl,” she whimpered. Then she lapsed into Mandarin, talking herself back from the brink of their shared madness. When she opened her eyes, she looked surprised to discover the place and condition she was in. He took her by the hand and guided her to her feet. Her face was slightly damp and flushed. His fingers lingered on her cheek, then he brought his hand down to smear those dollops of cum across her skin. “Take this as my mark on you, if you choose,” he said. “Come with me now and I’ll wash you. After, we’ll go lie down. We can talk or not. But I’m going to want to kiss you. Everywhere from your lips to your toes. If you’re a dirty girl, I’m going to taste all your dirty places. And the next time I mark you, it’s going to be from inside.”
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