Seduction & Desire (Alone?) - Sex Stories

Seduction & Desire (Alone?)

... opens your cheeks, exposing your toy once more; he moans in arousal. His head leans forward kissing your spine, as you feel his hand gently starting to probe you with the toy, pushing it back and forth; you push your hips back, lifting off the bed ever so slightly, before taking your arse cheeks and pulling them apart to allow him unrestricted access. One hand delicately twists the toy inside your arse, the other pressing against the inside you as he pulls very slowly; you relax, allowing the muscle to give up the metal toy and with a deep sigh of pleasure you feel it escape and he places it on the bedside table for you to see, the sight of it making you crave his cock even more, proud of having worn it for so long. Although you can’t see it, you know that you arse is gaping slightly, open and inviting him, and you feel him press two fingers into you, gently massaging you as he thumbs your wetness into you. You moan, uncaring, as his mouth envelopes you, dribbling his warm saliva over your arsehole, it drips into you and he massages it, making the tight hold slippery, ready to take his hard cock. He holds you, pressing the tip directly into you, caringly, slowly he lowers himself as the tip stretches you, easing into you, taking his time and you pant with desire wanting him to be deep inside you to push harder. The muscle gives in to him and inch by inch he sinks, each stroke pulling out a little and then going a bit deeper until he develops a nice steady rhythm that makes ...

... your cunt sodden with complete ecstasy; now he really is fucking your arse and you can feel yourself tighten around him, wanting him more and more. His legs pressed together as you hold your cheeks apart, he fucks you, deep, slow, hard, the weight of him holding you down. You couldn’t escape if you wanted to and you definitely don’t want to; this is divine. He pulls back, removing his cock, “I love seeing that tight hole gape” he says as a whisper, and you turn to face him, pleasure so clearly evident at sharing such familiarity. He turns you on to your side, lifting one leg, positioning himself so he kneels each side of the other and slowly starts to wank his cock into your arse, your hands involuntary, they clutch at your breasts, as he pushes back inside you, fucking you once more, harder this time, his free hand delves between your legs, finding your clit as he works your body so well. You feel an orgasm start to rise and he senses this, pushing forward harder, making you moan. He twists you, lying you on your back, with one leg on his shoulder, lifting you up at an angle, pushing as deep as he can your body physically leaking with arousal and he leans forward. You look up at him, smiling; it feels so good having him inside your arse as he ties a simple knot directly over your throat with one of your soft discarded knee-socks. Your legs open wide, accepting him as he pushes deeper, harder, and you can feel his orgasm building too, his hands either side of your head, holding ...