Ali and carmen - Sex Stories

Ali and carmen

... Slowly her finger danced around her puckered opening. Even slower still she began to sink it into that opening. Even as she did so she continued him to carry on with his deviant lamentation. She lost herself to the sound of his voice filled with lust and need. She delighted in his tortured reply when she asked him how badly he wished he could be touching himself at that moment. She was so proud of him and he did not even realize it. Slowly she began to approach him. She sauntered back towards him and could feel his muscles tense as she came within reach. She looked back at him then. Slowly she withdrew her finger and as she did so she lowered her head and turned back to look at him. A loving and yet dangerous smile moved across her visage as her lips parted. &#034Puureow?&#034 A phrase perhaps silly to some and yet perfect for her to use in this moment. It took him but a breath to be upon her then. His fingers digging into her ample curves. So tender he was that his member did not instantly f***e itself inside. Instead he seemed to delight in the skin to skin contact he found against her wetness. it was only after a breathless and extended moment that they then were lost to their passions. He knelt there. Face in the corner. He always knew it would come to this. Still though knowing and experiencing were two different b**sts all together. Surprisingly he was not as uncomfortable as he had thought he would be. His pride grabbed a-hold of him then and he glances around ...

... without removing his forehead from the wall. He found it rather odd how she had stuffed a****ls built up on the corner of her bed here in this corner. He smirked slightly. That was just one of those things he loved about her. She had that true predatory streak in her you knew you had not dare awaken let alone cross. And yet instead of pulling a carcass of some defeated b**st into the trees with her, eww, she made her own form of little nest. He heard an office chair move in the other room and snapped back to attention. He knew his pride couldn't save him now. Though some part of him had considered off and on again what his chances were if he tried to take control. He did want to submit, the thought of it send tingles all over his body. But then he realized that even without an elaborate set up she was going to test his boundaries. Over the months they had been separated she had already sacrificed so much to strengthen his mind and spirit. Now that she had access to his body he wondered if he would be able to handle it all. It grew quiet. He thought briefly about what had brought him to the position he was now in. He thought it said a lot about her knowledge of his mind that he knelt here now unrestrained. He could rise up and saunter into the room she was in. And she would take one look at him, give him that look, and say to him as she walked away from him that this was not all a game. He didn't want the silence that he knew would follow that event. He had known she was in a mood. ...