1. The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 02


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    sure how long it was, I lay naked next to Clara as she slept. She was still wearing her tight skirt and cashmere sweater, which was now soaked with sweat. I kissed her on the cheek. As I lay there with her, two days before Christmas, I realized that Clara had been preparing me for this moment since last summer, even though she didn't know how it would turn out, or that Jay would enter our lives. JULY: CLARA AND RICHARD I thought back to that night in July. I was on top of Clara, and my cock was nestled tight inside her. She had been dominating me that evening, as she had been for weeks, and was highly aroused. As usual, I had promised her that I would not come without her permission. She had come four or five times. I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. &#034May I please come, Clara?&#034 She paused as if she were thinking it over. This was always part of the game. I held on tight, waiting for her to give me permission to release. This was always the hardest part. &#034No.&#034 &#034Please?&#034 I pleaded, playing along. &#034No,&#034 she said emphatically. &#034Get your cock out of me. I'm done with it.&#034 I hesitated, uncomprehending. &#034Get your fucking cock out of me right now, and do not come. Do you understand?&#034 I groaned and slowly slid my throbbing cock from inside her. It was agony. I was so close that I had no idea how I avoided coming inside her. &#034What is it?&#034 I asked, still trying to understand what had just happened. &#034We've been playing ...
    this stupid game for months. Have I ever forbidden you to come?&#034 &#034No.&#034 &#034Well, tonight I am.&#034 &#034Why?&#034 &#034What's the point of asking me if you can come, if I always give you my permission?&#034 What was she looking for? &#034May I masturbate for you?&#034 &#034God no. I want you to go to sl**p with a hard cock. And I want you to be grateful the next time I let you come inside me. If there is a next time.&#034 I bit my lip. Was she serious? She didn't seem be joking. I leaned over to kiss her, but she turned her face away from mine. &#034No kisses. I want you to go down on me. Turning you down is getting me very hot and I want to fuck your face.&#034 I put my face between her legs and slowly licked the soft, slippery skin on the inside of her thighs, sliding my mouth closer to her engorged cunt. Then I felt her hand on the back of my head and she shoved my face deeper inside her. I was excited, but I could tell she was not thinking of me at all. She was using me to fuck herself and she was driving herself crazy. I gasped when I was finally able to come up for air. Clara chuckled, put her hand on my forehead, and pushed my face away from her. &#034Go to sl**p,&#034 she said. Then, she rolled over. I lay there, holding my cock. I didn't sl**p well at all. When I woke up, it was early. I could see the morning light on the curtains and hear the birds. I was still hard. Clara had left me unbearably horny. I licked my hand until it was slick with spit. I ...
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