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The Way to Paradise

bdsm flytoomuch 2018-06-24

An excellent game of cards, a nice civilized fuck of a pretty young French wife, a suitably chastened subordinate husband, fine alcohol to take away all unnecessary thoughts, a calm smoke and finally a debauched ass fuck of a tight-assed honey-skinned seventeen-year-old servant girl who worshiped the ground he walked on. To Jean’s youthful amazement some of the old men would pull their cocks out of the delightful young creature they were fucking-- surely the most beautiful women Jean had ever seen-- and move next to another man and whisper in his ear. Apolline herself had never fucked Jean, always preferring a young beautiful seventeen or eighteen year old girl to take Jean’s huge cock from behind while she spread her legs and made les jeunes filles lick her soft fragrant pussy with a gentle tongue as she cried out softly in delight.

The Castle Ch. 01

bdsm category2 2018-03-29

My heels tap on the stone floor as I move round and sense rather than hear the intake of His breath as I stand with my back facing Him, He tells me to move my hair in front of my shoulders and I feel His gaze moving from the leather collar at my neck down past my shoulder blades, following the line of lacing to my bare arse and the lace at the top of my stockings. I moan and gasp as I feel the first wave of orgasm coming, moving my cunt above His tongue, fucking His face and knowing He loves it, my nails digging into the wood in front of me, every muscle tightening as I feel His tongue and hands on me keeping the rhythm fast until He hears me gasp and hold my breath, my head stretched back, only my hips moving in time to His tongue as I cum.

A Puppy's Surprise

bdsm MasterKensbeany 2017-11-02

As she bends over to wash her legs, he pulls her cheeks apart, slipping a soapy thumb into her ass and fingers into her pussy, holding her as one would a bowling ball, listening to her moans. He pulls the rope up tightly between her pussy lips and ass cheeks, putting one piece on either side of the tail so that it stays in place but the hair falls down nicely and ties it at her waist. Master had her move about in them, turning this way and that, laying or bending, all the time the two men watching every move she makes. Master gave his permission, holding the sides of the rope apart and telling the man to pull it out so he could better examine it.

I Own You

bdsm crimson_skye 2017-09-23

"I own you-you are my slave and mine alone" again and again, as if it is a chant, you tell me as you fuck me with long smooth thrusts, kissing me fiercely, waiting until you know I'm about to orgasm. You describe the whip, telling me, it is very long, thin, and made of black leather. Hesitantly, I untie the ribbon and slip my hands beneath the lid feeling amongst the layers of tissue paper with trembling fingers. Knowing this, I lie on my bed, squeeze a little Astroglide onto my palm and caress the smooth shape of the butt-plug to a dull oily sheen that slides silkily against my palm. I feel your hand between my thighs and then the smooth thrust of your fingers entering me.

Running Late

bdsm minou 2017-06-23

She climbed onto the bed, spreading her plump labia and sliding close to my face, she looked over her shoulder to Him, "like this?" He reached forward and pressed down on her shoulders, forcing her soaking pussy onto my mouth, "no, like this." I instinctively began to lick her pussy, moaning as I could taste Him on her as well, knowing that she'd already felt his cock pumping into her. Suddenly I saw her lean forward, grasping the headboard as she ground her pussy even harder against my face, I realized she was going to cum and thought of nothing but getting to taste her juices as the flooded down around my mouth.