1. Didnt Even Make It To The Bed


    Date: 1/11/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: KaliDougan, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    The ten-minute walk back to your place took half an hour, walking slowly, your voice sending shivers up my spine as you pushed me against trees, walls, and streetlight posts. The streets were quiet and your hands grasped my bare waist, nudging under my skirt, as you ran your fingers under the hem of my skirt, your mouth demanding on my lips and my neck, my back arching as you kissed a pattern down my skin. By the time we reached your door, the key hardly fit in the lock as we stumbled in, mouth to mouth, your body harsh against mine as you slammed me against the wall. Your hips thrusting hard into mine as I felt the hard bulge of your cock grind against me, my body shaking in your arms as I arched my back, my arms around your neck as I searched for your lips. You teased me, brushing kisses over my mouth as I sighed, tried to reach for you, unable to secure a kiss until your hand tangled in my hair again and your mouth came down hard on mine. Your tongue slipped in, skin on skin, as your lips teased out a moan, broken by your mouth. Your moved me, lifted me onto the table nestled in the hallway, and pushed my legs open. Your fingers tore through my tights, took place on my thighs and squeezed them, I moaned, my hips moving closer and my hands on your neck. My head spun as your finger began to slowly, carefully, gently trace a pattern up my inner thighs, taking your time, wickedly evoking a desperate, “Please.. oh god please!” from my mouth. “What?” you growled, “tell me what ...
    you want,” and I pleaded for your fingers, pleaded for your touch, for you. The words fell from my lips and your fingers slid inside me, my wet pussy squeezing you as I bucked, unable to believe how good it felt until I felt your mouth suck my clit between your lips, flicking it with your tongue. You found the most sensitive part within seconds, and toyed with it, fast and furious, driving me to the edge and I could feel it building. It was so close. I came, crying out, my hips working wildly. My body spasmed, my pussy squeezing your fingers as you wriggled them inside me, driving them deep, drawing out the last seconds of my orgasm. There was no time to recover, as you lifted me from the table and pushed me towards an open door that led to your bedroom. As we ascended the four steps from the hallway. A pause against the wall and two sets of wandering hands was all that was needed. Your hands were under my top, playing over my bare skin, slipping under the underwire of my bra. I whimpered as your thumbs skated over the underside of my breasts, arching my back towards you, asking wordlessly for more as you pushed up the bra with your knuckles at the same moment as taking my nipples in your strong fingers, twisting enough to make me gasp. You abruptly stepped back, and pulled off your t-shirt, looking at me with hooded eyes. 'Strip,' you told me. My fingers found the hem of my top and I pulled it off in a fluid motion, your eyes still on my face as I fumbled for the clasp of my ...
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