Meeting The_Wolf_ - Sex Stories

Meeting The_Wolf_

... gasps. You eased the grip on my neck, and once again kissed me as if there was no tomorrow, invading my mouth and conquering every little corner of it. As you kissed me, your other hand kept busy, unclasping my corset and slipping my blouse down to my waist to expose my torso to your hands. You abandoned my neck, and both your hands took grip of my breasts, squeezing them hard, twisting them, kneading them roughly, as your lips left my mouth and drew down a trail of kisses and bites. My breath was harsher by the second, and my chest heaved up and down, beneath your hands. One of your hands slipped under my skirt and discovered the crotch less panties I was wearing, what gave you full access to my dripping pussy. “You are all ready for me, aren’t you?” you asked me obviously pleased with your findings. Unable to speak, I just nodded. Your fingers entered me roughly, as deep as possible, making me whimper, as a huge wave of sensations took over me. You pushed once, twice, three times hard and deep into me and I was so aroused that I almost came right there, right then. A hard slap across my face, snapped me out of the rapture I was in. “Not without my consent, my little red slut!” you snarled, twisting both my nipples harder than ever. The shot of pain went through my breasts, down to my very core, and I had to make a huge effort not to come. My panting was faster than ever, and I felt I was swinging on the edge. You took off my skirt and the cape, and dragged me to the bed, on ...

... the middle of the room. You threw me over it, face down, and hopping over me, you took my wrists and cuff them to the headboard, using the leather cuffs that hanged on it. You laid over me, covering my trembling naked body with yours, your face buried in the nape of my neck. “You like it rough, don’t you, my little red?” you whispered in my ear. I could only nod. You slowly got up, remaining straddling my thighs, as your hands traveled around my back, my buttocks, my slit. You stopped for a moment and the next thing I heard was the sound of you unbuckling you belt, and drawing it out of your jeans. “Oh, god!” I moaned. Millions of butterflies swirled wildly on my stomach, my whole body tensed up in anticipation and when that first blow came down on my back, I was almost over the edge again. A second blow fell on my buttocks, the third on my thighs, and the sting and the burning on my skin of each blow, took me one step closer to the edge. My moans and soft cries were all you could hear in the room, as the blows rained down on me. Then you stopped, the belt landed on bed, next to my face, and muffled sounds told me you were putting on a condom. A few seconds later, you spread my legs and with one single thrust you forced yourself in me, starting immediately to pound me fast and deep. It was then when your growls joined my moans. Your hands were grabbing hard my ass cheeks, kneading them, spurring the delicious pain from the previous blows. Your growls were faster now, as well ...