The Enveloping Requirement: Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Enveloping Requirement: Part 2

... to cause Miss Lexington to rub the newspaper more firmer, causing the strong scent of the fresh, broadsheet to flow up Chris’ nostrils. While she continued to ride and use him, Chris firmly fixed his eyes on her body and breasts.

For the next ten minutes, she rode him hard, then firm and slow. The bed shook during the hard riding but remained firm while slow riding. The sounds of the newspaper sheets crinkling and rubbing were combined with gasps and moans of pleasure, coming from both Chris and Miss Lexington while she dominated him. During this encounter, the bottom of the broadsheet back page, at the centre, had gradually become damp from her vaginal fluids, causing it to crinkle into a lump that gently massaged her clitoris, resulting in her loudly moaning in pleasure

Miss Lexington was now rubbing the broadsheet much harder with her hands, and pressing into it with her fingertips. As she proceeded to be firmer with her hands, Chris could see the newsprint on the back page beginning to smudge.

After a few minutes more riding, her vaginal muscles then contracted around Chris’s cock, and he was soon shooting his load hard up inside her. At the same time, she began groaning loudly with intense pleasure and gushed a cream pie of mixed sexual fluids that erupted out from her vagina, around Chris’ penis, and all over the bottom of the now-soaked broadsheet as she rode harder to get as much of Chris’ throbbing cock deep up inside her.

Chris was in near spasms from ...

... the orgasmic explosion she had given him and the muscle contractions trapped his cock deep within her vagina, as he assisted her with deeper penetration by uncontrollably arching his back as he came, lifting her up slightly. She continued to ride until the orgasms fizzled out.

As she slowed to a halt, Chris just lay there with an electrical buzz flowing through his body, while Miss Lexington sat up with her eyes closed and hands on his body, letting out small moans of satisfaction.

She then lay her body onto his, with her stomach and breasts once again lying on the broadsheets. Both in euphoria, they lay there with closed eyes and panting.

She lifted her head up and whispered to him.

“Much better Christopher, you fully understood when it was time to come! Now, there is still some work to do,” she said in a lighter tone.

He opened his eyes and drowsily looked at her.

“I will get straight on it, back in the office Miss,” he said with a tired tone.

”Oh, you can do that tomorrow. It’s time to get some nice food in us,“ she said in a friendly manner, as she sat up.

Reaching up to the headboard, she took a Telegraph sheet and held it around the base of his cock, as she withdrew herself off, she used the sheet to plug her vagina. She left the bed and headed to the en-suite. Chris lay there, still bound, looking at the flower decor, and pictures on the wall. There was a trio of artworks that caught his eye, with a woman in each one wearing a summer dress walking ...