Teens 3 - Sex Stories

Teens 3

Story 3 Lately I was feeling sick and bored of my relation with Chris, my little slave guy. I was exhausted and in a big lack of new ideas with him anyway. Also, I knew he was feeling quite the same, so I really didn’t mind when, one day I walked in our room and found him fucking Marry like an a****l. Actually it was a very funny scene for me: no chains, no cuffs or whips, no nothing, than him and Marry and her crazy lame hippie love. Sure I couldn’t help a smile and a big laugh on the inside, as I could see him practically freeze and look at me with the guiltiest and frightened look. I walked to the bed and on the bed, very slowly, and leaned towards him gently putting the collar with the leash around his neck, just to remind him who he is. Seeing him smile at my reaction, really got me angry, and thought I was just playing in the first place, now I really had to make it bad. I walked Chris right in front of the opened door and pulled the chain railing we had there as a door. He was now outside the room, with me holding the leash from inside the room. “On your fours!” I ordered, and so he did. He was so obedient lately that was becoming really annoying sometimes. In my other hand I had two nails and a hammer. With an evil smile, I pinned the leash to the floor, making sure there is no way to reach it or to get free, and closed the railing so he can only see through the bars. “Now watch!” I said turning my back and heading to Marry that was already waiting me in the bed with ...

... a very naughty look in her eyes. With the movements of a tigress, she pulled herself back leaning on the head board, looking straight in my eyes through her blond hair that was almost covering her face. I could see how horny she already was…You could almost smell that, you could feel it, you could taste it. I stood on my feet, on the bed making sure she gets a very nice upskirt view. I was determined to make the girl scratch the walls for me, and so I did. “Let’s make a show out of it babe!” I said raising my eyebrows. “Should I Stay or Should I Go” just started to play when I was about to strip. That made me smile. And this is how I was getting very slow but certainly close to her keeping the rhythm while I was unbuttoning my blouse and losing it on the way. I also took the panties out, but kept my skirt, as I sat down on her knees, so she can feel my pussy. I started to kiss her nipples and lick them first very gentle then sucked them a bit harder running my fingers on her belly and slipping my fingers between her tights, finding them soaking wet. I started to rub her clit at a steady peace. Doing so, like in a release she relaxed her whole body and started to run her fingers through my hair. I could feel her warm breath and the lust in her eyes was driving me crazy as I was kissing her lips. I was looking towards Chris constantly making sure he sees everything, and making sure this is a total mind torture for him. His hands were cuffed by those bars, so there was no way he ...