1. Silhouette


    Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: lalatina, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    started tugging at my shirt, so I took that off. "You look so pretty," he said before taking his shirt off and kissing my cleavage. My fingers were in his hair; my head was thrown back, eyes closed. His arms found their way around me, and he unhooked my bra and it slowly fell off my body as he slid it down my shoulders. He went back to kissing my cleavage, his hands groping me. He kissed my collarbone, left hickies on my neck, then dragged his lips down to my tits. He was licking my nipples, moving my tits around in his hands. Oh my god, I needed him. I pulled him up to kiss him. I slipped my tongue into his mouth. I was so gone that I kept having to remind myself what was happening, and I could tell he was the same way. It was perfect, though. My hands were unbuckling his belt. Just the sounds of the metal clicking got me going. He stood up and I kissed his lower stomach before opening up his pants and sliding them down with his boxers. I ran my hands up his thighs. His body was beautiful. I licked his balls, all the way up his dick and I let him push himself in my mouth. He moaned, as if he had been waiting for this moment. As if it was a stress reliever. It WAS a stress a reliever. He pushed in and out of my mouth, fucking my face slowly. His breathing was slow. His head was thrown back and his right hand was pushing me down onto him. I imagined what the silhouette of our bodies would look like in front of a movie screen. He gradually began picking up his movements, ...
    quickening his pace. His breathing sped up with him. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth hard, and the only thing I could do was relax and let it happen. He kept going, even through my tears and gagging. He was moaning and whispering to me. I heard his words but couldn't register what he was saying. I was paying more attention to his voice, the way it elevated with pleasure. He pulled out and rubbed his thumb on my bottom lip. "You look so pretty like that," he whispered, "but I want to fuck you now." He pulled me up and laid me down on the floor. I wanted him so much. We were looking into each other's eyes when he slowly entered me. I moaned and closed my eyes, and I felt his fingers near my mouth. I kept forgetting where we were and how we got here, but I didn't care. He felt so good on me. I opened my eyes and saw him on top of me, moaning and panting as he drove his cock into me. He looked good like that, with his hair hanging down around his face as he fucked me. I heard myself moaning, "Yes, baby. Yes, yes, yes." His hand moved down from my face and he began rubbing my clit. I heard him say something about how wet I was. My eyes were closed and I was moaning uncontrollably. He pulled out and I felt like I was going to lose it without him inside me, but I felt him burying his face between my legs, licking me, making me scream. My body started twitching, it was so good. My fingers were running through his hair again. He was licking my clit while fingering me, and I was ...
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