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"A little fable"
Date: 9/12/2017, Categories: Fetish, First Time Author: calloo
... keeping my cock firmly gripped between her feet. I moved my hand up, brushing over the light dusting of pubic hair and then, as gently as I could, touched the tip of my index finger against her wet, hard clit. "Oh," she said and it was as though I'd touched her with an electric charge. She gasped and shuddered, her body jerking and then sighed out a breath. "Okay?" She made an "mmm" sound, her eyes closed, her left hand moving down her pussy, her fingers sliding into it. I ran my fingertips down the length of her pussy lips. She was wet, I could feel her juice in her hair and on her skin. I trailed a finger across the lips and that made her gasp too. She moved her legs wider apart and I slid a finger into her. She bit her lip with her bottom teeth and raised her bum slightly off the sofa. I pulled the finger out slowly, rubbed her clit gently with my thumb and then pressed firmly against her lips, parting them until my middle finger slid inside her. She was getting more turned on, feeling more hot and sticky than twenty seconds ago. Her pussy squeezed on my finger as she let out a little whimper, which grew as I slid in and out, finger fucking her. She was so slick that I easily slipped in another finger and she grabbed the side of the sofa, rocking back against me. I raised my thumb, catching her clit with the pad of it on every upstroke. "Oh," she said, her breath catching in her throat, "oh, Jack..." She leaned back against the ...
... cushions, her head back, her eyes partly closed. Her fingers danced across her pussy lips, occasionally brushing against mine. With my free hand, I held her feet together around my cock and began to move them up and down the shaft. She quickly got into the rhythm and I kept finger fucking her, still playing with her clit. She moved her head, looked at me, her eyelids heavy. She bit her lip, which I've always thought looked really sexy and so I speeded up my pace. Her breath got more ragged. I angled my fingers in her pussy as best I could to try and catch her g-spot, still working her clit with my thumb. She put both hands over her head, gripping the back of the sofa. "Oh," she gasped, "oh my fucking hell, oh, keep going, keep going." I did as I was told, playing her pussy as hard as I could until she came, gasping. I kept working her, more slowly now. "Fucking hell, Jack," she said and leaned forward. Holding her feet with her hands, she began to rub them up and down my cock, ever faster. I kept playing my thumb over her slick clit. I watched her feet moving, a truly erotic sight and could feel my orgasm building. I wanted her to take it slower, I wanted this to last forever, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. "I'm cumming," I gasped and she scrunched the toes of her right foot and began to play them over my cock head. That felt incredible and it was way too much. "I'm cumming," I said again and she leaned back, pulling her dress up ...