The Photo Shop Ch. 63 - Sex Stories

The Photo Shop Ch. 63

... were off, which resulted in some serious moans from her side, I began to unwind the ropes around her cute AA cups. Again when I removed the last part of the rope she gave me a serious moan as the blood flowed back.

I continued untying her completely. When she was devoid of her restraints I ordered her on all fours, to grab the headboard with her hands, and spread her knees wide while sticking her ass out so that I had unrestricted access to her bottom and pussy for the rest of her punishment. I continued with the flogger I had used before swirling it over her upper back, again hitting it on every pass of the leather thongs. I alternated with light touches and every 4 or 5 a harder hit.

When her back had turned a nice shade of red, I put the flogger away and picked up a paddle to concentrate on her gorgeous Brazilian ass. Every time I hit her she moved a bit forward on the bed. Her pussy was again showing signs of her mounting arousal. I could already see the occasional drop of her juice slide down the inside of her thighs. The whole operation was accompanied by a steady stream of moans and sighs, alternated with the occasional high-pitched squeak when I hit harder. When I was satisfied that the color of her ass matched the color of her back I stopped with the paddle and picked up a cane.

With the cane between her upper thighs, I began to hit them. Going from left to right I hit each thigh 5 times and stopped a few seconds before giving her pussy a whack. That ...

... resulted in a loud cry, but afterward, I could see more juice flowing down the inside of her thighs. I resumed, hitting the inside of her upper thighs a number of times again followed by a direct hit on her clit. I repeated the process 4 times. Her cunt was now flowing profusely, high time for me to drink again from her fountain.

I grabbed a pillow and lay on my back on the bed between her legs, with the pillow behind my head so I could easily attack her pleasure garden with my mouth and tongue. God, she tasted so good, must be the Brazilian food we had, or does it take longer before one can taste it? On the other hand, I presumed she ate this Brazilian stuff regularly, though it seemed now more pronounced than when I ate her earlier.

I was determined to make her cum again, however long it took. I presumed she was now ready to resist me longer than before. But I had another trick up my sleeve. I slid a finger into her pussy, which I guess she was expecting, and tickled her G-spot, trying to pick up as much of her juice as possible. Then I slid the wet, slippery finger over her perineum, resulting in a satisfying moan from between her upper lips, before I moved up, placed the tip of that finger against her sphincter, and started pushing.

Thanks to her honey that had covered it, it slipped in effortlessly to the first knuckle. Wiggling it about resulted again in some serious moaning from her side. I thought that I had everything under control but wasn't counting on her ...