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The Chair
Date: 2/13/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: DoIDare
... desire. You swell even more as two fingers slip into the lace and slowly pull it down over my legs, catching slightly as it leaves its snug home and you moan loudly as they pull away. I turn away from you and bend, running hands up my thighs to my sex, pink and very wet with my desire Suddenly, unable to help yourself, you grab me, pulling me down onto your lap and thrusting into me in one stroke. All the way in you go, pulling me down hard and I don’t know who shuddered more at that penetration, my body shaking with the sensations. Fully seated, your hands have already left my hips to cup my breasts, gripping and pressing as you pull me back into you. Your mouth coming down on my shoulder, close to my neck to leave a love bite that you lave with your tongue. A hand comes up and grips my hair, pulling it to the side, rough almost now in your desire as you lose your control. You kiss me, my neck, my ear, your tongue causing shivers to course over me. I am pure passion now, wanting everything you are doing to me. I ...
... shift my legs, causing your hand to leave my breasts and come down my body to push me hard onto you My legs are on either side of yours, and you open your legs wider, causing me to sink even deeper onto you. I am helpless in this position, only capable of giving in to your demands as you begin to flex beneath me, causing me to cry out from the sensation. Your hands come to my hips, lifting and raising me slightly, giving you the ability to thrust harder, deeper into me. You are so very close and need me to meet you in desire; so before you lose complete control you stroke your thumb over my sensitive nub, causing me to cum apart in your arms, my inner muscles fluttering over you as the orgasm takes me, squeezing and releasing around your shaft. You orgasm too then, growling in my ear as you do, shuddering beneath my body as it rips through you. We rest, both sated and tired, small ripples of pleasure still going through my body. Your hands are idly caressing me now, stroking over my skin, and I kiss you, gently.