In a New York Minute - Part Twenty-Eight - Chapters 107-110 - Sex Stories

In a New York Minute - Part Twenty-Eight - Chapters 107-110

... here?”

“Perhaps not every detail, but enough,” Mac said, picking up the blindfold. “Are you ready to begin?”

“But he can’t see us, right?”

“No, darling. The only one who gets the pleasure of seeing your sexy, naked body is me,” he said as he slipped the eye mask into place. Then he added, “I don’t like to share my toys with anyone.”

Grace felt shivers run down her spine. “I’m lucky, then, to belong to you and only you.”

“Only me,” he acknowledged. “Anything else you wish to say before I put the ring gag in place?”

“Use me, sir.”

“Oh, I intend to, my sweet slut.”

Once the ring gag was securely fastened, Mac ran a teasing finger along the curve of her face. “You look so fuckin’ sexy. Now it’s time to see what’s under this dress.”

Mac removed her dress slowly and carefully placed it on the side bench seat. She looked fantastic wearing only the bra and panties he’d bought for her, the thigh-highs she added, and the come-fuck-me pumps that completed the seductive ensemble.

“Your body is so luscious and ripe,” he murmured as he let his fingers glide down her belly until he found her soaking wet treasure. “Mmm, and ready for use.”

Using those fingers to bring her to a quick orgasm, he brought the nectar-drenched digits to her mouth, letting her taste them through the gag’s ring.

“Delicious, don’t you think?” he asked as he positioned her so that her arms and legs were spread wide. Taking the rope, he secured her wrists and ankles, so she was ...

... splayed out before him like a prize.

Pushing her panties aside again, he lapped the delectable honey that had pooled at the bottom of the swollen slit. He teased her labia mercilessly, caressing every tender, pink fold. Her hips rocked as she silently willed his tongue to find her hard little nub. When he finally did so, her back arched, and her juices sprayed as her orgasm shook her entire body.

“Again,” Mac said in a low growl. He repeated his tongue maneuver several times until she whimpered and shook her head.

“Had enough of my oral assault, slut? Need a big, hard cock in that greedy pussy?”

She nodded and whimpered something that sounded like please.

He unzipped the fly of his trousers, knelt before her, and rubbed the head of his dick between her slick, swollen labia. He grinned as he watched her writhing, trying desperately to get his shaft to penetrate her.

“Such a needy little cunt!” he declared as he thrust into her, impaling her with his rod.

“Uhhhnnn,” was all she could say with her mouth held open. He had initially thought he’d be able to fuck her mouth through the ring of the gag, but it was clearly made with a smaller man in mind. Still, Grace looked so fuckin’ hot with it on, especially combined with the blindfold and the ropes that held her helplessly captive for him.

He moved in and out of her slowly, driving her crazy with need. The feel of her soft, wet walls squeezing his prick was the epitome of pleasure. He reached between them and ...