1. Laws of Attraction: The Playgirl


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Incest, Romance, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    finger inside it. “Don’t you dare tamper with my butt queen,” I warn him, serious-faced. “My cunt is dripping wet with your cum already. It is swollen red what’s more. Don’t you think this is enough for me to put up with?” “You wouldn’t like it if I tried anal with you, lily? I have been dying to fuck your ass, baby, ever since the first time you got naked before my eyes. Please, just let me do it. It will be quick and painless, I promise. I have a butt plug. I can warm you up if you wish me to.” “No,” I kindly turn him down. “I am not ready for that kind of thing tonight. Just give me a bit of time to think about it.” He seems angry and disappointed with me. I am not willing to change my mind about it, sorry. I am the one possessing that ass he wants to rump so cruelly. He just has to wait, or fuck around some place. “Okay. I am not going to twist your arm into it. We shall give it a try once you are ready. I want you to know one thing always: I love you—you, you, and you alone.” I smile in response shyly. “That is what I also want you to know. My love for you is deeper than the bottomless floor of the Pacific, limitless like the starry heavens overhead.” He tweaks my breast sharply, kissing it teasingly. I giggle lightly, pulling back from him. He goes for my lips instead. “Now, split up your legs one last time, baby, will you please?” He begs me, his voice wounded seeming. This is surprising, taking into account that I have not done anything to stir his pain, or should ...
    I say agony? Anyway, I do what he is asking me to. My legs are entirely his tonight—and my whole body too. He eases into me. I hang wide open my mouth, gripping both sides of the bed. I just can’t control it. Tears gush their way out rapidly. “Did I hurt you?” He kindly asks. “You didn’t. Just fuck me one last time and get us ended with this ordeal.” “It is now an ordeal, baby?” Yes. I have astonished him by saying that. Whatever! “Don’t mind me, Miguel. Do it quickly. I am so tired. I must rest for hours undisturbed after this.” Late that night, I can barely sleep. I am by myself, seated on the lounge and silently thinking about what happened hours past. Just after I had sex with him, my stomach began experiencing weird-like sensations. I feel like I am being electrocuted deep inside or something. I have to call Julie, my bestie. She might be able to explain what the hell is exactly going on to me. "Phoebe, are you okay? You sound nervous to me. I am wondering: How did fucking go with that jerk? Was he rough with you, even this time around?" Whenever I am about to have sex, Julie is the first person I let know about my furtive plans. She counsels me on how to go about it and also how to respond to the heavenly-like sensations that surface in the process. She lets me know whenever she wishes to pull her legs apart for her man. We are not ashamed to discuss our sex lives. "I don't think I am okay, Julie. Is it common to have funny feelings in the stomach after having sexual ...
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