A Whorable Game - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

A Whorable Game - Chapter 3

... supple. Her tongue played with mine as her hips moved, massaging my cock. I moved my hands around to her breasts and felt her orbs in the thin bra that was stretched over them. She sat back and released the clasp, letting the bra fall into our lap before tossing it to the side on the floor. She leaned back and pressed her arms together, making her large tits push out for me. They were fake but wonderfully done. The nipples were sharply accented light brown against her skin and perfectly round. The nipples were eraser shaped and stood out proudly from her breasts. I took her nipple in my mouth, my hands cupping them both, the fingers teasing the nipple on the other side. She cooed her pleasure as I licked and sucked, playing with the hardening flesh with my teeth and lips. I moved to the other breast and she bent her head down and licked my ear, kissing deeply and sucking the lobe into her wet mouth. Her breath was hot and loud in my ear and spurred me on. I sucked harder and flicked the nipple with my tongue. My cock felt wet against my skin as my precum was milked out by Heather. I continued to lick her tits, alternating as my hands moved to her ass and gently played with her tight asshole. She seemed to really respond to any pressure against it, getting even more excited. She pushed my head back against the pillows and kissed me hard. Her kissed moved to my neck and down my body as she inched down my legs. My nipples hardened as she licked and sucked on them. Her hands ...

... tickled my sides as she moved them under my back and pulled my underwear down slowly. Her lips trailed from my navel down to where my cock was just being exposed. With extraordinary skill she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and pulled my underwear down my legs, hooking her toes into the band. As she lowered her body onto my legs my cock disappeared into her mouth and her legs extended, pulling my underwear off my legs and onto the floor with her toes. She gently raked her fingernails down my chest as I felt my cock extend down her throat and her face buried in my trimmed hair. I could feel her tongue lapping at my balls as she held me in her throat. It was heaven and I involuntarily moved my hands to her head. She released my cock and sat up, taking my hands in hers and smiled. “I don’t like my head being touched, sorry.” She said with a smile and kissed my hands and placed them on her shoulders. I nodded as she lowered again to my cock. I gripped her shoulders as she sucked me into her mouth again, deep and slow. Her hands held my balls and juggled them softly as her extended tongue licked them again. I could feel her spit dripping down my balls making her hand slippery. She started to bob nicely on my cock, her wet hands stroking and twirling in expert fashion. I pulled her deep with my hands on her shoulders, wanting so bad to touch her head and hair but obeying the rules. She sat back and groaned looking into my eyes, while she masturbated me. Spittle dripped from ...