by Iona Nixon
As Martin's tongue beat relentlessly against her throbbing clit, Lorna squeezed her breasts together, pinching her nipples as her hips began to buck. Feeling as if she was going to explode as she held on with every ounce of her will. Lorna's head tossed from side to side as the contractions in her pussy and womb increased in intensity. Her clit throbbed unbearably under the relentless beat of Martin's tongue; it seemed like every nerve in her body was on fire. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh, mmmmm," Lorna moaned as the pressure became too much to bear.
As Martin sucked hard on Lorna's clit, drawing it into his mouth, she let herself go. Her back arched; her body shook violently, "Oh yesssss!" she moaned as she surrendered myself to a convulsive climax.
Wave upon wave of pleasure washed over Lorna as her orgasm took hold. Every touch of Martin's tongue sent another bolt, like an electric shock, coursing through her body. "Oh fuck! Oh yesssss!" she cried as her climax rose to its peak. Unable to control her violently trembling body, Lorna somehow managed to give voice to her desire. "Fuck me, Martin!" she cried, "I want to feel you inside me. Oh fuck me, Martin. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now!"
With her eyes still clenched tightly shut Lorna felt Martin move up her body. He left a trail of kisses over her stomach, across her breasts, up her neck as he positioned himself above her. The tip of his cock pressed against Lorna's entrance. The anticipation was intense and she struggled to make herself relax. "Ooooh!" she cried as the head of Martin's cock began press slowly past her swollen lower lips and into the enticing wet warmth of her waiting pussy.
The walls of Lorna's pussy stretched to accommodate Martin's thick cock as slowly, inch by inch, he joined his body with hers. She spread her legs wider, pulling her knees up to let him in deeper. She murmured deliriously as she felt his cock filling her, stretching her wide as he slid deep inside.
Martin kissed her. "Oh Lorna that feels good," he sighed as he began to move his hips. His cock slid in and out with long, slow strokes. He wasn't a heavy man but he pinned her to the bed as he drove his cock into her with strong, powerful thrusts. Lorna's fingers dug into the skin of his bum, urging him to fuck her harder. Her pussy felt deliciously full as Martin's cock pounded in and out, faster and harder with every thrust.
"Ohhhh... Oh God, Martin! I'd forgotten how good your cock feels inside me," Lorna moaned, "You feel so hard. My cunt feels so full. Mmmmm." She began to move her hips so that she met him on the deepest part of his stroke. The walls of her pussy stretched and flexed around his shaft as their bodies moved together.
They rolled over their bodies still joined. Lorna sat back and began to ride his cock, moving her hips up and down, impaling herself on him over and over again. He reached up to play with her breasts, squeezing her nipples as her pussy slid along his shaft. She leaned forward until her breasts bobbed in front of his face. She moaned as he squeezed her breasts in his hands and flicked his tongue over her sensitive nipples.
Lorna began to lose herself to the sensations once more. The walls of her pussy tightened around Martin's thick shaft as she rode his cock with growing abandon. "Oh Martin! That feels so good!" she breathed as she surrendered herself to a third orgasm. "Fuck me!" she cried as her climax consumed her, "Oh Martin, fuck me hard!"
Martin reached up and pulled Lorna towards him, burying his face between her breasts as her body shook. Lorna squeezed her breasts together. "Suck my nipples!" she demanded, "Suck them hard!"
"Ohhhh! Ohhh fuck yessssss!" Lorna cried as somehow, Martin managed to take both nipples into his mouth at once. "Oh Christ! Oh FUCK!" she cried, grinding herself against him as her climax grew in intensity.
Suddenly, she slid off. "Take me from behind," she urged as she got on to all fours.
Martin positioned himself behind her. Gripping her hips, her quickly slid back inside her.
"Oh God! That really feels good," she moaned as Martin's thick cock began pounding her from behind.
Leaning forward, Martin grabbed Lorna's breasts and began squeezing and twisting her nipples. Lorna reached back between her legs to rub her clit as Martin's cock powered into her.
Almost at once, Lorna felt her orgasm reignite. The sensations were even more powerful. She thrust her hips back, impaling herself on Martin's cock as waves of pleasure coursed through her. "Martin! Oh fuck, Martin! I'm cumming so hard! It feels so, SO good!"
With every thrust of Martin's cock, the force of her orgasm grew stronger. With each contraction of her womb, the need to vocalise her release increased. The feelings were so intense that she had to bite the pillow to muffle her cries.
The intensity of her orgasm drained the strength from her body. Lorna slid off Martin's cock and slumped on to the bed. From somewhere she found the strength to roll on to her back. "Get on top of me again," she said, her voice a hoarse whisper.
Lorna's body still shook as Martin plunged into her again. "Harder! Oh harder!" she moaned.
Martin began to fuck her with increasing force. Every thrust of his cock made her cry out for more. "Yes! Oh Martin, yesssss!" she moaned as she gripped his bum, trying to push him in deeper still. She pulled her legs back, resting his feet against Martin's arse as he fucked her with increasing urgency. She reached up to play with her breasts once again, increasing her pleasure as Martin's cock continued its relentless pounding of her pussy
Lorna's body was on fire. Her passion peaked again as Martin thrust into her with merciless intensity. He was breathing hard and his balls slapped against her with every stroke. He was getting close. Lorna flexed the walls of her pussy against his cock as she prepared myself to receive his load.
Martin's body stiffened. "Lorna. Oh Lorna! Oh... Oh... Aaaaahhhhhh!" he moaned as, with one final thrust, he began emptying his load inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his hips still thrusting. With every thrust another jet of cum was fired deep into her pussy. When, with his load finally spent, he rolled away, Lorna was left with a huge empty feeling in her now tender pussy.
Martin's cum began to trickle from her pussy. Lorna pressed her fingers to her mound, letting his thick, warm cream flow over them. She then slowly raised her fingers to her lips and sucked them into her mouth, savouring the rich, salty flavour. Hungry for more, she moved down the bed until she was level with his cock, then began to lick him clean. The combination of cum and her own juices was intoxicating. As Lorna licked and sucked, her fingers strayed to her clit and began to rub. The effect was immediate. Lorna's body tensed and, with a low moan, she let one last small but intensely powerful orgasm wash over her.
"Fuck me, that was even better than I remember it ever being," Lorna whispered breathlessly as her climax slowly subsided. "You are still an amazingly good fuck."
Martin laughed. "I could say the same thing about you," he replied, kissing Lorna's cheek as she snuggled against him.
They lay, for a while, in each other's arms. Finally, with a yawn and a stretch Lorna kissed Martin lightly on the forehead then stood up and made her way to the shower. When she returned to the bedroom Martin greeted her with a smile.
"Do you have to leave?" she asked, giving him a seductive wink.
"No, not really," Martin replied.
"Good!" she said, "Well, go and get yourself cleaned up, then you can come back to bed and keep me warm all night."
The End.
M's Naughty Surprise
You turn your key in the lock, and open your front door. It's late already, 8pm, and you're exhausted from working since 5:30 that morning. You know your girl is going to be pissed off - it's Friday night, date night, and you've already missed the last three due to work. She's been understanding up until now, but you have a sinking feeling she won't be too pleased tonight.
You kick your shoes off, then guiltily place them neatly, side by side, on the shoe rack. She hates it when you leave a mess. Your jacket is next, and then your tie. You walk through to the study, but no one is there. Walking towards the living room, you call her name, but no answer. On the coffee table is a candle, and b
eside the candle a note.
Darling,
Go to the kitchen, I've poured you a glass of wine.
There's also something else waiting there for you.
Follow my instructions and don't get impatient!
Love,
M xxx
In the kitchen, there is indeed a glass of your favourite red, with a little plate of bite sized brownies you know she's made specially for you. Also on the table is a brown paper bag, with a note in felt tip saying
"Take me to the lounge and open."
So with parcel under arm and wine and brownies in hand, you go to the lounge and make yourself comfortable. You open the parcel, and find a book worn by multiple readings. Leaning back, you open the book to the bookmarked page, take a sip of wine and begin to read...
"... Emily wasn't sure what was happening, but she knew she liked it. She'd watched John from afar, his muscles rippling as he plowed the land. She'd always thought of him as rough, a farmer's boy. But the way he was gently caressing her breasts was sending shivers down her body. She let out a soft gasp as John slid his hand down her body and slipped a finger over the wetness between her legs. He began to slowly rub her bud, causing her breath to catch in her throat. His other hand was gently making its way all across her body, from her lips to her breasts, down around her thighs, until it finally landed on hers. He took her hand, and placed it at his crotch. She could feel his member straining to break free of its cotton prison, could see his desire seeping through the cloth..."
Your own member is stirring now, as you read her favourite romance novel. You finish the last of the brownies, and pick up the napkin she'd placed on the plate for you. Under it, another note.
"Press play."
You're not sure what it means, so you turn on the stereo. Nothing. You try the DVD. The screen flickers to life, and you see M, sitting on the couch where you were, reading the book you were reading, with a glass of wine in her hand. She's biting her lip, her cheeks are flushed. She puts the wine glass down on the table and slides her hand over the bunched material of her little skirt directly to where her pussy is, and begins to absentmindedly rub herself as she reads. after turning the page, she once again drops her hand to her pussy, but this time lifts her skirt and you can see a white lace g-string underneath. She's massaging herself more purposefully now, reading more intently. You see her middle finger pull her g-string to one side, revealing a clean shaved pussy, her lips already swollen with desire. You can see a bead of her juice pooling at the bottom of her slit. She flicks her finger over it, and deftly slides a finger inside herself. She moans softly, biting her lip harder and briefly closing her eyes. She throws her other arm back, dropping the book, and pulls her finger out of herself before sliding it back in. Her hips rise slightly to meet it, and you are afforded a beautiful vision of her sweet pink juicy pussy. Your hand has already gone to your own crotch, and as you watch her pleasure herself, you unzip your pants and wrap your hand around your stiff cock.
You hear a noise, maybe the door, and you turn to look, only to whip your head back around to the screen as you hear a loud moan. It's a sound you recognise - she's getting close. You watch as she frantically rubs her clit with one hand and ravages her pussy with a dildo...
A dildo? Where did that come from?
"Let me help you with that,"
You hear, and look back up at the screen. But it's not the screen, it's M, and she's kneeling down before you. Her tongue flicks out and laps up the drop of pre-cum that has formed on the head of your cock. Smiling up at you, she leans forward and licks you from the bottom of your balls all the way up your shaft. Now it's your turn to groan...
She spits into her hand, and the thought of what's coming turns you on even more. Her hand lubricated, she gently trails her hand down from the head of your cock to your balls, spreading her saliva as she does. Her touch is light, fluttering across your swollen member, teasing you until your whole body is on fire. Slowly, slowly, she strokes your cock up and down, increasing and decreasing pressure with the rhythm she's created. Every so often, she spits into her hand again, keeping your dick slick, lessening the friction on your skin. You're moaning a little, breathing more heavily, groaning
"Oh god baby that's so good, fuck yes baby oh god don't stop, that's perfect baby, damn you turn me on..."
She's looking up at you, a sexy smile playing on her face.
Her head lowers, and she licks your shaft. Her hand goes to your balls and cups them, squeezing, as her lips encompass your cock and she sucks it right into her mouth, swirling her tongue around your shaft as she explores your length, lathering it completely. She continues for a while like this, using one hand to massage your balls, another to stroke your cock up and down, and her mouth to tease your head, now and then sinking completely onto your cock, impaling herself on it with her mouth. Your fingers are tangled in her hair, pressing her onto you. You can feel yourself filling the back of her throat, and you grow even harder, amazed and in awe of this girl's talent.
Without warning, she stops, and stands. She motions for you to follow as she walks towards the bedroom, turning only once to smile at you, luring you to her. You stand, and let your cock lead the way. You step inside the bedroom door and see her, bent over with her hands flat on the floor and her gorgeous ass up in the air. You walk towards her, push her skirt up, put your hands on either side of her hips, and press into her. But that's not what she has in mind and she stands, your cock falling from between her firm ass cheeks. She climbs onto the bed and for the first time you notice the handcuffs, blindfold and rope on the bedside table. You look questioningly at her, but she's at the stereo. She turns it on, and some slow jazz fills the air. She asks you to lie on the bed, but you know you have no choice. You're powerless before her, your lust has full control of your actions and she is your mistress.
You lie on the bed, and she climbs on top of you, her pussy tantalisingly close and covered only by the same g-string as in the video. She reaches for your hands, and cuffs you to the bed, her breasts spilling from the red lacy bra as she leans over you. The music is picking up speed a little in the background, as she ties your ankles to each bottom bedpost. Last, she blindfolds you, and whispers in your ear
"Trust me baby... Te quiero..."
You let yourself go, and open your senses. You can feel her hovering above you, lightly trailing her fingers all over your body. She pinches your nipple hard, and you wince in pain. Yet your cock, still hard, gives you away as it twitches with longing. You take a deep breath in through your nose, and smell a musky sweetness in the air. Then, as you open your mouth to speak, she lowers herself onto you. Her lips meet yours and you kiss her between her thighs, venturing your tongue between her lips to lick at the juice already pooling there. She moans a little and lowers herself onto your mouth further. Taking this encouragement, you nibble at her outer lips before flicking her clit with the tip of your tongue. She moans again, and you feel the muscles in her legs tighten. Without warning, you plunge your tongue deep inside her, coating your face with her juices as you taste the sweet nectar within. She cries out in ecstasy, and you feel her spasming around you as she orgasms for the first time that night.
She crawls off you, running her hands down your body and engulfing your cock in her mouth once more. A few slow, luxurious sucks and she has you rock hard again. She climbs on top of you, you can feel her pussy lips brushing against the tip of your throbbing manhood. She begins to slide up and down your body, rubbing her hard nipples along your chest, then teasing you with her wetness as she glides lower. She's reaching behind, stroking your balls lightly with her fingernail, driving you insane. You have to have her, you need to feel your thick shaft spear her dripping mound. You thrust upwards, trying to penetrate her, but the rope she's tied around your ankles won't let you get the movement you need. You growl in frustration, but all you get in return is her cheeky giggle before she resumes her stroking. Her tongue starts to wander your chest, lathing you with her sa
liva. She bites gently on your nipples, your earlobes, licking your neck and whispering dirty little things in your ears. You're groaning, desperate to feel her pressed hard against you, but there's nothing you can do.
Her ministrations are having the desired effect. Your manhood is pointing skyward, pulsating with pure lust and longing for her velvety touch. And, at last, she slides down your body again and takes your cock in her hand, using it to get herself off as she rubs the head of your dick against her hard bud. Your cock is slick with her juices, and her breathing quickens as she comes a second time. Before her orgasm subsides fully, she lowers herself onto the full length of your shaft, her muscles contracting and squeezing you in. You feel as though you could come then and there, from penetration alone. She's so tight, so wet, so heavenly. Her pussy lifts just a little, and slowly glides back down. Again and again she slowly rises and falls, using her muscles to pump your cock in a way that soon has you begging for more. The level of pleasure is pure agony, too slow to get you off but enough to make your entire body tingle. She rides you like this for a while, before increasing her tempo. You feel her hand move to your balls, and then away, and her tightness increases again. You realise she's rubbing her clit as she bounces on you, and soon she's panting and crying out as a third orgasm engulfs her. Her quivering body collapses on you, your cock still deep inside her. You feel her hands reach under your head, and release the blindfold. You watch her as she unties you and unlocks the handcuffs. Her body is incredible, perky tits and smooth skin, sweat creating a uniform sheen all over her. Her hair is a little damp too, with curls stuck to her forehead. She's beautiful, and you pause for a moment just to look at her. She smiles at you, and says
"Whatever you want from me now, is yours. It's your turn, mi amor."