1. Fencing


    Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: GenuineRedd, Rating: 33.3, Source: sexstories.com

    completely taken by surprise. You step out of your jeans and kick them to the side.“Take that choke chain off and get back over here,” you command. I stumble up and loosen and slide the chain over my head and hand it to you through the fence. My neck feels suddenly naked without its heavy collar. My throat feels empty without the chain’s constriction and your cock inside it. The air feels oddly unfamiliar as I begin breathing normally. “Turn around. Raise your skirt and put this around your waist.” I hike my skirt up over my ass and take one end of the chain and slip it around my middle, then push it back to your waiting hand. You pull the ends of the chain, forcing me against the fence, whose thin metal is cold and sharp pushing into my ass. When I bend forward, the chain falls to the tops of my thighs, and you pull the it tighter, making my swollen pussy lips jutt through the fence in a strategic position. You squat down a bit and shove your enormous dick head into the tight, fat lips, causing me to gasp. Like my saliva, my pussy juice is displaced by your dick, and it runs out and down the fence, dripping on the now puddled ground. You pull your head out and I feel some relief, but then you shove it in again, this time deeper. A whole new gush of fluid is released and splashes back onto you and you grunt, pleased. My initial discomfort is replaced with amazing fuck pleasure. I link my fingers into the fence and prepare for some pounding, which you quickly supply. You’re ...
    pulling me so hard against the fence and slamming into me so hard, I feel my skin rubbing raw on the metal. The thought of when I last had a tetanus shot glimmers in my mind for a second, but the pleasure-pain quickly takes its place. Your cock is so thick and my pussy lips so swollen poking through that fence, there’s barely room for both, which makes it an incredibly tight and pleasurable squeeze. I feel my body tensing for an orgasm, so I grasp the fence tighter. My legs draw up uncontrollably and I find myself impaled and dangling from your rod. I ride the fence, which now sways wildly with my feet off the ground and your continued pounding. Your grunts turn to laughs and I start laughing, too, halfway through my orgasm. We must be quite a sight--and sound. Clash! Clash! Clash! Hahahahahahaha!!! You grow quiet and stop moving, letting me come back down from cloud O. Once my feet are back on the ground, I hear you, and I know what’s coming. You’re breathing hard with determination, almost snorting. I imagine an enormous angry bull as you begin ramming me with abandon. The fence clash-clash-clashes in perverse rhythm with our movement. It seems like you’re fucking that fence, fucking me, fucking anyone who might be watching, fucking the night, the air, the world. Now I feel your rush of searing heat and the stretching of my cunt. You pull that choke chain tight into my thighs and slam into me one final time deep and hard. I feel you release into me. So much cum. So much. Your ...
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