1. Detours (Part 3 of 3)


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    had warned her about, yet he was also a detour down a mysterious road, fraught with challenges and elements of danger, with a pay-off too enticing to ignore. The desire to follow that dark, unknown road was impossible to deny. She groaned softly into Donovan’s mouth, darting her tongue in and out. She fell back against his arms as she felt him raise her up, her toes just above the carpet, and pivot her over and down onto the bed. As he stood back tall and looming, Bonnie, lying on her back on the bed looking up at him, floated on a cloud of déjà vu. At once, the time between when he left her lying on the trunk of the car to now collapsed into one moment. They would resume their session of passion and lust unabated, and take it to its conclusion. With heady anticipation, she watched as he removed the towel from around his waist and tossed it aside. Her eyes tumbled down from his intense face, along his strapping body, to his crotch where his dark, desirable length of muscle hung and swayed. It pulled at her like a magnet and she sat up at the edge of the bed, closing in on it. Her hands reached out and gathered him up. She rolled it in her palms and fingers, petting and caressing it tenderly like a dear friend. Once again, Donovan took this moment to stroke her face with the back of his hand, and she tilted her head side to side to press against his touch. Bonnie’s mouth ebbed closer and closer to his tip. She felt his shaft tense and stiffen against her palm and fingers. She ...
    lifted her eyes to his face, watching him watch her as she leaned forward and took him into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the bulbous tip, pressing her tongue against it before drawing it back out of her mouth like a lollipop. She repeated the motion again and again, intensifying the pressure of her sucks each time until she tasted a drop of bitter jism on her tongue. She lifted her mouth away and pumped the hardening length of muscle with her hand, making it slippery with her saliva and his initial spunk. Donovan stood firm on his spot, his thick legs holding their ground. As she resumed her efforts along his shaft, his breathing intensified and he stroked her hair in silent appreciation. Bonnie licked down the side of his cock, pressing the soft skin along the hard muscle against her tongue and cheek. She hummed and gasped with delight as she followed the rippling network of veins up and down from his tip to his base, swabbing him with her glistening saliva. Seconds later, she engulfed him with her mouth again, this time plunging her lips down his length until he was nudging against her throat. Hands on her head and shoulders, Donovan swayed as she bobbed her head back and forth seated before him. Hungry gasps and slurps, and naughty, wet squelches filled the room. He watched as the fingers of her free hand crawled up his body like a spider, clawing their way up past his belly and to his chest, pulling at his nipple. Bonnie’s trim brows pinched as she intensified ...
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