Your body is an extension of my craving, my desire, my lust.
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Category: MF
Male and Female erotica
It’s not the feeling of how your pussy clenches around every inch of my length… it’s not how erotic it is to have your gorgeous, sensitive body pressing against me… nor is it the wonderful sounds you make as you moan in pleasure. It is the look on your face that captivates me the most: that look of rapture. How we’ve spent so long slowly building this up, holding back until finally, you can’t stall it any more. That expression of pure ecstasy, telling me that every second was worth it, telling me that you don’t want it to stop. That’s why I won’t stop or slow down, no matter how intensely you come.
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When your innocence is laid bare, when your most natural longings are exposed… these are the moments I exist for.
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“Fuck me.”
The need to grip hold of him overwhelms you. To wrap your arms around the force that penetrates you. If not to pull him to you and make him pump into your faster, then at least to wrap around him and feel that masculine frame more intimately, yet still you are confined.
The faster he goes, the more you fight against your bondage, yearning to hold him as tightly as the pleasure holds you to in its grip.
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Feeling yourself restrained, leaving your mind free to lose itself in the constant cycle of lust.
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Those moments… when you feel as if the teasing never ends.
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Even when I have to rest, I just need to keep making you come.
Continue readingThe two lecturers assaulted the girl’s sex with their mouths, not even giving her a chance to plead for mercy. Gone were the days that they could let this girl get away with such cheek; now the time was right to show her how they have always truly wanted to punish her. Their tongues worked in unison over the defenceless girl’s pussy, constantly devouring her sensitive flower. No matter how much she tried to free her hands or sway her hips away, their tongues constantly found that swollen clitoris, feverishly lapping away at it as one: almost as if punishing her for daring to try and pull away.
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Nothing sends a surge through my cock more than when you tell me that you are going to come. No matter how much I need to come, no matter how tight my balls get and how much my cock throbs, I want to hear those words plenty more times before we are finished.
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Anticipate
The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch of your skin; the creamy, weightless softness lets you know that nothing you feel after this moment will be in your own hands. The eroticism of such a thought drifts directly between your thighs – you tremble in anticipation.
You are told not to speak, told simply to lose yourself in the experience. The blindfold further locks you inside yourself, keeping you fantasising about the sensations, amplifying every light touch on your skin. The delicate contact across your cleavage and across your nipples makes your skin tingle.