Seduction & Desire (Alone?) - Sex Stories

Seduction & Desire (Alone?)

... vibrating over him as he moans, and you suck him, feeling him harden in your mouth, pushing your tongue out and savouring the moment as he gets deeper into your mouth, his cock reaching your throat. Then the feeling becomes powerful as his hand wraps around you, pressing down onto you firmly as he stretches your lips with his hand, you can no longer suck as he starts fucking your mouth, each thrust pushing a little deeper and your face reddens as you realise you are fighting for breath, the thickness of him obstructing your airway completely, his hand restricting you more; and then release. His cock removed, hand stroking you as you gasp loudly, his fingers still between your lips and he feels them respond to your feelings of submission. “Hold your breath this time.” he says softly and you have just enough time to take one full breath as you feel that hard thick cock push into your mouth again, deeper, his hand controlling you once more and you let out a little gag, and he presses much harder in response, much deeper, salivating over his cock and it leaks over your face; ‘Just liked he promised.’ you think, make up definitely ruined now. The mouth fucking seems relentless and you savour each stroke as the urge to breathe begins, but for now there is no penitence and he continues, looking at you; there is no point in trying to smile, but inside you are – this is how you wanted to be used for so long, clearly removed from your pedestal of admiration and moved to the floor of ...

... need. Panic begins to rise; is he going to stop? You gag, harder this time and he releases you, allowing a short breath to flow along the sides of his cock, and he slowly withdraws himself, the entire length covered in your saliva and he slowly presses it against your lips, smearing the emissions of your mouth, rubbing his cock over your face almost as if branding you. He kneels, taking your face in his hands, kisses you upside down; perfect, after such a moment of degradation he clearly still respects the moments you are sharing with him. He tastes himself on your face, drying you with his tongue as he removes his hand from within you, silently offering it to you and you quickly savour the taste on his soaked hands suddenly realising how much you enjoyed that fleeting second of panic. He rolls you over, moving around the bed, grasping your ankles and opening your legs wide,pulling you down the bed; and you know that you are his for the taking, freely giving yourself to him. You feel him caressing your legs, both naked together, and neither of you would rather be anywhere else; anticipating his next move and hopefully knowing what is about to happen. His mouth interchanges equally over the backs of your thighs, hands massaging your hamstrings, as he moves closer to your arse, feeling his breath as he passes over you, kneeling directly between your legs. Moving to your arse he strokes you softly, caresses your skin delicately, then pressing harder, seeing the skin blanch as he ...