The Letter - Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Letter - Part 2

... into a look of pained longing. “Oh Jess…” Aroused, desperate, I pounced on him, sucking his swollen manhood hard through the stretch nylon tights. I licked him fiercely, working my saliva into the silky fabric along with his own secretions. To wet him even more I rubbed my burning, saturated pussy along his penis, coating his pulsating meat with my slippery juices. Rob groaned and writhed, his climax close. “Oh Jess…Jess,” he panted as his limbs fought their restraints. Smiling impishly, I returned to licking and slurping, lapping-up my own secretions as well as his. My tongue to stroked his bulging erection whilst my hands fondled his weighty balls through the increasingly hot and sticky material. He couldn’t last much longer, there was no way… Suddenly Rob began to buck, his whole body shuddering as his balls contracted. I watched, fascinated, as his cock exploded inside the constricting nylon tights. Sticky white cum oozed out through the fine mesh creating patterns all around his crotch. Rob let out a primeval cry of pleasure and twisted his arms in their nylon manacles. Fuck, that got me going! Feeling my own loins quivering I snatched the panties from Rob’s face and thrust my cunt down onto his waiting lips. I gasped as his tongue probed inside me, licking me hungrily. “Eat me Rob, eat me,” I gasped the spasms of pleasure already shaking my body. Trussed up, bound ...

... and at my beckoning Rob worked my cunt, licking it, sucking my swollen clit and fucking me with his long tongue until the familiar sensation of an approaching orgasm set me alight. “Oh fuck, Rob. I’m gonna come!” I was no longer in control. One more touch of Rob’s wet tongue was all it took for my super sensitive clitoris to trigger a reaction which set my body on fire. I began to convulse and, collapsing onto the bed next to Rob, I writhed uncontrollably. My orgasm shook me wave after wave. My fingers clamped down over my aching cunt and my breathing came in rasping gasps as my orgasm continued to rock me. It was exquisite and seemed to take forever to subside. When it did I lay still, unable to move. Rob was smiling; the biggest, whitest, cheekiest of smiles. “Am I to understand that you quite like my little fetish then?” “It looks that way!” I conceded. Hauling myself on top of Rob I kissed him tenderly. “I love you. “Even in tights?” “You look good in tights!” “Do I?” I giggled and nodded. “So, what would you say to letting me wear that little black silk camisole top of yours next time, huh? You know the one you won’t wear because it’s too big on you. It would fit me.” “Hmm,” I responded thoughtfully, “only if I can buy a strap-on and fuck your ass whilst you’re wearing it!” Rob’s jaw dropped. “Seriously?” Eyes glinting, I threw him my wickedest smile. “Just you wait!”