Audrey + tape + table = explosive time - Sex Stories

Audrey + tape + table = explosive time

... pussy cum soaked into her leotard. “What you doing?” demand Audrey, “get back here and play with me, don’t leave me hanging” And that’s when I though what a good idea. So I started from the feet upwards, taking time until I reached her pussy before I worked on that until I had the feeling she was enjoying that too much and then I worked on her back, which incidently turned her on more than I expected because when I returned to her pussy her wetness now had filled her entire pussy area, including her front. Audrey was now almost explosive. The thickness of the fabric deadened a lot of the touch so it meant a more powerful deeper pressure could be used, one that if you did it without the protection of Lycra would cause pain or perhaps instant orgasm. I couldn’t part her inner labia because of the Lycra, but when I massaged her outer lips they parted of their own accord and a small flood of cum dripped out. What else popped out, and unbeknown to me because I couldn’t see it, was her clit. It was encased in wet Lycra fabric, and when I pulled Audrey back, as she was trying to push the table and her self along on her tippy toes, yes when I pulled her back this wet fabric rubbed her swollen clit. Normally that would have sent Audrey over the edge. Perhaps it was because the Lycra adhered so close to it, or perhaps it was because she was so wet, but either way she didn’t come in one big explosion. No she was taken right to the edge. I mean right there teetering on the edge of a ...

... massive precipice. Audrey’s screams of stop and don’t stop merged into one. I’d grip her sides and pull tight the fabric and pull from side to side. Audrey would jerk like she was being electrocuted . I let go and work along her outer lips and she would buck and even every now and then the table would jump up. I’d push hard on her pubic mound and she’d scream for me to make her cum, but most often she’d be shouting for me to not stop. When I went down her legs, to deny her, she stamped as best she could and demeaned that I get back there and fucking me make her cum. But burying my face in that now soaping wet Lycra was something that I had to do. It did more for me that it did for Audrey, covering my face in cum that had been strained through Lycra, but it just about managed to keep Audrey on the boil. Probably notched her back a few notches, so it was a case of starting all over again. Now because she was so wet I could actually part her lips slightly and get a finger tip in. “Oh, god, oh god”, now seemed to be the preferred choice of words and I could see that Audrey’s hand restraints were going to give at any point soon. She had twisted and twisted them. It was probably time to send her over the edge so I went back to work on touching her clit via the soaking Lycra fabric. This I did by pushing hard on it, which was a mistake, because even though it was protected it was still hyper sensitive. But it gave me the idea of rolling two fingers over the top of it. “Fuck” and “DO IT” ...