Kink of the Week – Anal Sex – (Practice makes Perfect)

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There’d been a storm brewing for hours, a bad one from the weather forecast that was supposed to produced tropical storm kind of winds. With that in mind Tim and Nicole where hiding inside away from the foul weather. They were simply enjoying each others company talking and teasing and sharing kisses.

As the kisses deepened, hands began to roam and clothes began to fall off. Tim ground his pelvis against Nicole and she reached around and grabbed his ass, squeezing and kneading at his firm flesh. She jerked him closer to her and trailed kisses down his neck before leaning up to whisper something filthy in his ear, something that made his eyes go wide as he moaned with lust. “Please…” Nicole gave him a smile and squirmed out from beneath him, walking away. She threw an almost careless glance over her shoulder, silently asking if he was going to join her.

Tim was on his feet in a flash, his cock bobbing in front of him obscenely as he reached her. Her stepped into her and pressing his body against hers, she leaned into him, feeling that hardness resting against her ass cheeks as he kissed her neck gently and whispered this time, “Please. Can we?” She nodded slowly. “We can and we will and it will be amazing, I promise.” Tonight a fantasy was going to come true.

The pair ended up in the bedroom together and went back to touching and petting and exploring one another as though they’d been apart for weeks instead of just during the work day. Kisses were tasted and skin was licked and bitten. He smacked her ass and she returned the favor. His mouth found her nipples as his hand found her cunt and he fingered her until she came for him thrusting into his fingers. Sliding away from her he looked at her indolently as he licked his finger clean. She leaned in for a kiss to taste herself on his lips and then grabbed a bottle of lube.

Tim looked at her. “Really?” “Uh huh. Are you still game for this?” “Yes. Absolutely yes.” Nicole nodded and Tim readjusted until he was in a good position as she liberally lubed up her fingers. After what seemed like an eternity to Tim he felt Nicole touch him. One hand rested on his ass lightly, the other, lubed up, traced his asshole gently, rubbing lube onto his skin. Tim’s hips arched for her and she pushed a little harder, but not hard enough. She grabbed the lube again, this time applying it directly to him and he shivered at its coolness. A kiss grazed his lower back. “Relax love. We both know you want this. I can see your desire.”

And slowly, almost gingerly, she began to work a finger into his ass. Just one, in and out, watching him closely, waiting for the right moment. Gradually a second finger joined the first and she was pumping them in and out of his ass when he began to moan. Nicole slid as deep inside him as she could and curled her fingers, stroking gently, but firmly and Tim moaned again and she felt his ass clench around her fingers. She squeezed a cheek and then planted a kiss there. “Are you going to come now? Do you want to touch yourself? Or do you want to wait and see if you can take my entire hand yet?” Tim had been reached for his cock when her words stopped him. They’d been playing with this particular goal in mind for several months and he wondered if he was ready, but he wanted to find out. “Go slow,” he murmured. “Of course. But don’t touch your cock until I tell you to.” He nodded in understanding and gasped as a third finger joined the other two. They gotten up to four fingers before, but never quite gotten her entire hand in his ass. Nicole felt like tonight might be the night. She loved the amount of trust he was placing in her and it turned her on.
She would sometimes reach around and caress him or squeeze his balls teasingly, but she moved slowly with her fingers in his ass, sometimes curling them against his prostate for an added sensation. Every time she did this he moaned softly and twitched around her fingers as his hips bucked in voluntarily. She dribbled more lubricant across her hand and his asshole and her pinky finger slipped into his relaxed hole and she twisted her hand back and forth a bit letting him feel how full he was. “Do you like that? Being so full?” He nodded wordlessly, unable to find his voice. And she stopped for a long moment allowing him to get used to the sensations as she played with his balls making him swear softly to himself and try to force his ass backwards onto her hand. When he moved like that she folded her thumb and just let him move. “That’s it baby. Do that again. Fuck yourself on my hand.”

Nicole held still while Tim rocked back and forth of her fingers, watching as more of her hand gradually disappeared into his ass. He was moaning incessantly now between his words. “Ohhh, I feel so full. Feels so good…” She rested a hand on the small of his back and whispered. “Almost darling. Stop for just a moment. You’re gonna feel a big stretch in a minute and I don’t want to hurt you.” She liberally applied more lube across the widest part of her hand and pushed forward very minutely to let him know he could keep going. And he did. His movements were slow and careful and he wanted nothing more than to feel his ass so full while his cock was stroked. With a soft popping feeling Nicole’s hand was buried in Tim’s ass and they both moaned, him at the feeling and her at the sight. Slowly she fisted him letting her hand slide against his p-spot over and over.

When his hips began to rock in earnest she stopped moving and just let him fuck himself on her hand and reached for his cock, dripping with pre-come and began to stroke him slowly, in time to his thrusting and she felt his erection grow harder, if that was possible. “Mmm, there’s a good boy. You like having my hand in your ass don’t you? You like it while a play with your cock while you fuck yourself with my hand. And you’re gonna come and come hard aren’t you?” His only answer was to squeeze her hand and keep moving, slowly picking up his pace that she matched her own strokes with. Stopping she dipped her fingers into her own pussy, dripping and wet and then resumed stroking him, mixing their juices together. They could smell their sex in the room and it only turned them on more. Tim suddenly froze and began to rhythmically squeeze Nicole’s hand hard and fast, pressing it against his prostate and she helpfully curled her fingers and fucked his ass as he squeezed and she stroked. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck…”, Tim’s voice trailed off and Nicole found her fingers sliding faster in and out of his ass as she grabbed and rubbing and stroked at his cock.

“Come for me,” she hissed, as she buried her hand back into his ass. He let out a helpless groan and bucked his hips against both of her hands and shot hot jets of his come, unable to do anything but obey. He covered her hand and his belly with the last few spurts and felt Nicole withdraw her hand slowly as the avoid hurting him. He signed with pleasure and collapsed against the bed, not minding the wet spot or anything else for that matter. Tim felt like a puddle and didn’t even notice as Nicole went to clean herself up before coming back to stroke his back and shoulders. “You did it, love. And you liked it didn’t you.” And she laughed softly before kissing his cheek as he drifted off for a well deserved nap.

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He stopped at her desk and stroked her hair. “Come lay down with me. It’s cooler in the bedroom.” She nodded and followed him, flopping down ungracefully on the bed. He eased into the bed more gently and was kissing her immediately, his need evident. She wound her arms around him, returning his kisses with equal fervor. He didn’t bother undressing her, merely reached under the t-shirt she wore and let his fingers find her clit, teasing her, pushing her further into a state of arousal. She squirmed against his hand and suddenly she was coming, her body pressing into his. He never stopped his onslaught of her clit, want to see her come again and again. And he got exactly what he wanted.

Finally his fingers slid down a bit and into her dripping pussy. A quick series of flutters and she was crying out, the open window almost forgotten, as another orgasm spurred her desire. His fingers never stopped moving, pushing her through orgasm after orgasm just because he wanted to feel her come against his fingers, feel her clenching tightly around him. She was so sensitive and all his. “Do you want more, little one? Come for me again and I’ll fist fuck your pretty pussy til you can’t even think.”
She moaned in response and lifted her hips from the bed grinding against his fingers. The next orgasm that he wanted burst from her like water through a dam and she threw her head back, eyes closed.

She didn’t see him reach for the lube and coat his hand liberally, but a moment later she felt his fingers again, teasing her this time. “Are you going to come before I get my hand all the way in?” “I don’t know.” “Don’t”, he ordered and slowly started sliding his fingers in and out working his way up to his entire hand. As his hand finally slid deeply inside her he whispered, “You may.” The instant she heard the word escape his lips, she was riding his hand as she came yet again. She’d lost count of the number of orgasms she’d had, but thanked her lucky stars for being multi-orgasmic in the first place.

He began to fuck her in earnest, his hand slipping in and out of her, his fingers stopping to flutter at spots she could never reach and drove her through one orgasm and into the next. His fingers curled into a fist and began to fuck her. Hard. Relentlessly. And she looked up at him as she writhed against his hand. He simply nodded and she came once more in an explosive orgasm that left her sated and spent. She felt him slide his fist out of her, gently, and whimpered a bit at the feeling of emptiness. He stroked her hair with his non-lube covered hand. “Are you OK?” She nodded, not quite able to speak just yet and waited for him to clean up a bit before snuggling against his warmth. “I love you,” she murmured as she clung to him like the only port in a storm. “I love you too, little one. Now get some rest.”

Wicked Wednesday 287 – Muse – (Ropes)

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His pet was a beauty to him. Ephemeral and lovely in her cuffs and collar and nothing else. He loved the way her ass reddened from the sting of his toys, the way she wiggled and jumped at each stroke. Her obedience to him was as flawless as she could make it and he loved her so, as she loved him. She was the Jane to his Edward.

They were the inspiration for one another to live as they did and to love as they did and so it was that they fell deeper and deeper into the roles of artist and muse. He drew patterns on her body in wax, elicited music from her passionate cries, and came alive when she was with him. She craved these moments when she was his canvas and cherished them as no other.

One night, at a party, they were giving a demonstration. She was a living work of art, bound in rope, by the desire simmering in the room, and she was all his to show off with intricate ties and carefully placed knots. Before he was done the room began to buzz with energy. One submissive knelt and the wet sucking sounds of a blowjob could be heard. It only added to tension in the room. Another was bent over the back of a chair, trying not to moan as they were fucked ever so gently while watching the scene before them unfold. As the ties were completed and she was held like a bird suspended and swinging he reached for her, kissing her before sending her spinning slowly around, to display his art. And he he began to whisper to her, all the things he was going to do to her once he untied her. How she was going to suck him and if she was a good girl he’d let her come for him. How he wanted to flog her beautiful ass. They became entirely unaware of the room around them and gradually his fingers found her wet, hungry pussy.

That they were being watched was of no import. He traced a pattern against her skin, a secret “I love you”, and slipped a single finger inside of her, feeling how wet she was, how ready. He finger fucked her slowly, watching her try to squirm in the ropes. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to him and kissed her neck, while adding another finger to her pussy. Gods, she was amazing and so was he. Gradually the room stilled from its debauchery once more to watch another scene unfold before them. Soon her cries echoed in the silence and she bucked her hips against the ropes and his fingers as best she could, her body begging for more. Another finger. He whispered her name. She looked at him, her desire evident to all present and held his gaze, knowing what he wanted. And she nodded, just once.

Slowly, a fourth finger joined the rest and gradually as she rocked and cried out, her body opened to him. And he slid his hand inside of her her. She froze, her only movement coming from the gentle swing of the ropes as an orgasm washed through her body. Her cries became a low moan and the room watched her come for him. He moved slowly, fisting her gently, carefully, but never stopping those movements. She would come for him again.

And as she hung there, his art, his love, he drove her higher and again she gave that deep, satisfied moan as her entire body trembled in the ropes and her head dropped to hide her face. Carefully he slipped free of her body and began to untie her, unwinding her bonds and freeing her to fall into him. She did so and he carried her to a quiet corner where the was a blanket waiting with some water and a snack someone had left there. Wrapping her and holding her close he murmured soft words and caressed her warm skin. She was his muse and she had served him well.

Wicked Wednesday 275 – Eye Contact – (Look at Me)

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Sunny threw her head back, eyes closed, riding out the amazing orgasm that she was having. Even when alone she kept her eyes closed as she came. It had bothered some previous partners that she couldn’t or wouldn’t look at them during sex, but she was just so self conscious and kind of subscribed to the silly notion that “if I can’t see you, you can’t see me.” That was how her sex life had always been and she didn’t see it changing anytime soon.

Melanie wandered into the bedroom just in time to see Sunny’s eyes close again as she fingered herself to orgasm and shook her head a little. She wanted to see the look in Sunny’s eyes as she orgasmed so much. She’d asked Sunny to try, but she really hadn’t made any progress. Melanie pondered how best to approach the subject again, but only for a moment for the scent of her girlfriend’s sweet pussy called out to her drifting through the room and Melanie began to kiss her way up Sunny’s thighs, startling the other woman into opening her green eyes for the moment. Sunny stared down at Melanie and watched her face as she inched closer and closer to what they both wanted.

Suddenly, watching her girlfriend get closer and closer, Sunny understood Melanie’s need for eye contact but she still wasn’t sure if she could do it. She’d always been so overly aware of her body and the way she looked and those things had always driven her to screw her eyes shut every time she’d ever had sex. There was something inside of her that wanted to let go, but the fear of it had a stranglehold on her.

Melanie dipped her head, still staring at Sunny and slowly licked her pussy, running her tongue from the bottom to the top and then did it again, a tiny bit faster. Sunny moaned and tried to keep watching her girlfriend, but after a short moment of eye contact while Melanie licked and sucked at her, it began to be too much, although it was the most Sunny had managed so far. Melanie was proud of her for trying so hard and to reward her, she stopped teasing and earnestly began to play with Sunny. Wrapping her lips around Sunny’s already swollen clit she sucked hard and fast while slipping two fingers into her already dripping cunt. Sunny moaned and let her head fall back on the bed, alternately opening and closing her eyes, trying to relax and just let Melanie have her way. Sunny wanted to look down her body at her girlfriend and she could feel Melanie’s eyes on her, watching, but just couldn’t seem to move as another orgasm burst through her body.

Sunny shivered as she came down from the rush of her orgasm and felt Melanie’s fingers keep moving inside of her. She felt a third finger slip inside and moaned softly, wanting Melanie to move faster and harder. Instead, Melanie just looked up at her. “I’m going to tease you until you look at me and then you can orgasm.” And she gave Sunny a devilish grin, curling her fingers only slightly, but not quite enough. Sunny groaned, partially in frustration and partially out of the fear that she wouldn’t be able to do as Melanie asked.

As Melanie fingered her girlfriend, almost casually, she planted kisses against Sunny’s dark skin, wherever she could reach and watched Sunny intently. Sunny, for her part, was enjoying the attention and trying to psych herself up about keeping her eyes open for a change. But her heart was going a mile a minute at the same time. She took a few deep breaths and then let out a tiny squeak when she felt Melanie’s thumb rubbing circles around her clit. Sunny could feel another orgasm building, very slowly, but it was there. She managed to peek down at Melanie, who was watching like a hawk and with that one little peek, Melanie’s fingers sped up ever so slightly. “That’s good babe. I know you can do this; you’re going to do this. I want to see the look in those beautiful eyes when you come for me.” And Melanie pressed her thumb against Sunny’s clit firmly, then gently, repeating this pattern as her fingers fluttered ever so gently inside of Sunny who was beginning to squirm a bit at all of the attention. Slowly, Melanie eased a fourth finger into her girlfriend’s pussy and Sunny’s hips bucked of their own according taking Melanie a little deeper. “Ooohhh, that feels good,” Sunny opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long moment, willing herself to lift her head and look down at Melanie. She wanted to ask to be fisted and she knew if she wasn’t looking when she asked Melanie would just tease her with the idea of it. Melanie must have had the same thought, “Sunny, look at me. Tell me what you want. We both know you want my whole hand in your pussy. I can already feel you clenching around me.”

Sunny gasped and slowly began to lift her head before letting it fall back. She took a deep breath and then another before she was able to move again and her green eyes met Melanie’s brown ones. “Please…,” her voice was just a whispered breath. Melanie smiled at Sunny and folded her thumb inward before slowly moving forward, letting her fingers just naturally slip into Sunny’s wetness. Both of them groaned softly and Melanie watched Sunny. “Keep your eyes on me love. I want to see you.”

Sunny struggled to keep from closing her out of pure habit, but forced herself to focus intently on Melanie’s face as though she were memorizing every detail, while Melanie’s hand moved ever so slowly and gently inside of her. Sunny played with her nipples idly, pulling and tugging at them as she stared down at her girlfriend. Melanie smiled as she felt Sunny relax a little and moved her hand a bit faster; she reached up with her other hand and rubbed Sunny’s clit hard and fast. As Sunny’s orgasm threatened to overtake her, she fought the reflex to close her eyes and just come. Suddenly there was no thinking about it, no fighting it, she just came all over Melanie’s hand, hard, and moaned out loud as she watched Melanie. Melanie smiled and watched the emotions crossing Sunny’s face, that particular spark in her eyes, and fell more in love with her girlfriend in that moment. As her orgasm slowed and then came to a gentle end Sunny let her head fall back onto the bed, eyes still open and smiled. Melanie slowly slipped her hand from inside of Sunny and slip up the bed to cuddle. “That was amazing, Babe.”

Wicked Wednesday 265 – Shopping (Do It Yourself)

They walked into Home Depot and he led the way directly to aisle 15, grinning to himself as she tagged along rather listlessly. He started pulling at rope lengths and looked at her, “What do you think? Several thirty foot lengths, plus some extra just in case.” There was a mischievous gleam in his eye that she couldn’t miss and she nodded slowly. “I think so.” As they moved through the store with their rope they picked up various other things; a wooden dowel or two, a yardstick, some double ended bolt snaps, and several other miscellaneous objects that he thought could prove interesting. She understood the rope, but what was the purpose for everything else he’d bought? She queried him on this and he merely smiled, “You’ll see dear.”

Arriving home he sent her inside to relax and got to work out in the garage. It didn’t take long for him to assemble everything. The spreader bars in two different lengths took no time at all and the wood he’d picked up for the paddle was coming along nicely when she called out. “Hon, do you want lunch?” “I’ll be a bit, go ahead and eat!” He spoke over the noise of the saw and smiled to himself because he knew she was curious about his plans. After finishing up the paddle he made short work of a simple rope flogger he’d seen on one of the many BDSM do-it-yourself websites he’d visited and couldn’t wait to surprise her with some the new toys.

Later that night he blindfolded her as he brought everything inside and then led her to their bedroom where he carefully stripped her clothing from her body, leaving gentle touches and kisses in his wake. He cuffed her wrists and ankles and then went to work. The longer spreader bar was clipped to her ankles and the short one to her wrists. She wouldn’t be touching him or herself tonight. He pulled his raven haired beauty across his lap and smacked her ass with a bare hand. She whimpered softly, “Please hit me again.” and he did, over and over until her pretty heart shaped ass was a delightful shade of red. “Are you ready for more?”

She nodded and he picked up the paddle, he was raining blows upon her ass one after the other, too fast to be counted and her ass started to turn bright red, almost purple in spots and she cried out with each hit. He could feel how wet she was just from being spanked. He put the paddle down, smoothing his hands across her ass and let her relax against him. His fingers traveled further where he could just see the pinkness of her flesh between her legs and he touched her gently, finding her wetness and sucked a finger clean of the taste. She moaned and struggled to part her legs further, wanting more. “Not yet.” He repositioned her on the bed and began to tease her with the rope flogger, dragging it along her skin, using light gentle hits across her upper back and down along her thighs. He let her relax into the feeling and smiled as she began to squirm for him. Her hands and ankles still trapped and her body spread for him, she was helpless and he liked her that way. He flipped her face up on the bed effortlessly, as though she were a doll and leaned down to her for a kiss. “Are you ready for me, little one?” “Oh yes, please…”

He grinned and his finger traced a long her slit, opening her to him, and moving back up to touch her clit, rubbing at it gently and around it slowly, torturing his lovely submissive wife with the promise of orgasms yet to be had. Two fingers delved into her pussy while he taunted her by rubbing just a little to softly for that orgasm to come and he fucked her slowly gently, letting the feelings build higher and higher. After what seemed like forever of him teasing her looked looked at her and fluttered his fingers. Come for me. Now!” And she did, writhing on the bed struggling in her bonds as best she could and lifting her hips up from the bed, her body weight seemingly supported only by the bars he had linked her to. She fell back to the bed with a sigh and grinned at him. “May I have another?” He swatted gently at her dripping pussy causing her to jump and shudder again and looked at her, “Really?” and he swatted her again, landing the strikes firmly across her clit and pussy and she moaned. She felt like she was on fire. His hand moved in a slow pattern never ceasing the slaps and swats except to occasionally lean down and lick and suck at her clit for a moment to increase the sensitivity of her body. Eventually with one final, hard slap she tumbled over the edge and found herself shuddering on the bed, another orgasm wracking her restrained body. He smiled down at her. “Now it’s my turn, little one.”

He released her blindfold and wrists and ankles from the cuffs and rubbed gently at them to make sure she was OK. Then he walked over and pulled her up into his arms for a kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck and she held tightly to him for a long moment before he released her and push he back down on the bed. “I want you to suck me off gorgeous. And I want to watch you swallow my come. You can do that for me, little one.” She grinned eagerly and reached for the snap of his pants and made short work of them so she could get at his cock. Getting up on her hands and knees on the bed, she hungrily sucked him into her mouth humming as she did so. He bucked his hips, having been more than ready for her and knew he wouldn’t last long in her warm, wet mouth. She pulled away with an audible pop and liked his shaft like a lollipop, swirling her tongue around the head. One hand cupped his balls and she gently played with them as she took him fully back into her mouth, relaxing her throat as she did so. She swallowed twice and he could feel the movement gripping at him before she back off just a bit, hollowing her cheeks to suck him hard. His hips were twitching constantly by now and he knew he was going to come soon. She loved sucking him off as much as he loved her doing it and she was damn good at it. As she squeezed his balls gently and again took him into her mouth with a moan he threw his head back, arching his hips into her mouth and shot his come down her throat. She swallowed every last drop happily and pulled away to grin up at him. He smiled at her, “And that wasn’t even everything we bought today.”

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Wicked Wednesday 263 – (Suggestions from the Back Seat)

Caroline grinned mischievously from the back seat of the car and leaned forward to look at Avery and Jeannie, her two best friends. “Hey guys, I have a crazy idea; feel free to say no if you want to. But I’m not sure you will. I know we’re all close and we have a history…well Jeannie and I do,” she paused to kiss Jeannie’s cheek gently before continuing, “and anyway I thought that maybe…maybe we could have a threesome?” She phrased that last bit as a question as her uncertainty began to show and she watch Avery and Jeannie look at one another across the front seat and began to stammer. “I…I…I mean it could be fun and stuff, but like…like I said feel free to tell me no and to shut up or whatever.”

Jeannie and Avery shared another look before Avery turned into a parking lot and put the car in park. “So, does this mean we should skip dinner?,” he queried. Jeannie shrugged and turned to Caroline. “Are you sure about this? You seem nervous.” “I’m sure that I want to do it, but bringing it up is a little scary. I don’t want to do anything to damage our friendship.” Avery smiled, “Asking questions isn’t a bad thing. Hell, I think it’s a good idea, but that’s because the idea of two beautiful women in bed with me is a huge turn on. And I know you two have been together in the past. Caro, should I be scared you’ll steal Jeannie away from me?,” he spoke teasingly. This time Caroline laughed. “I wouldn’t have a chance in hell. I’m not blind and I see how you two look at one another.” The last was said in a slightly wistful tone of voice.

Jeannie spoke again, “I think…I think this requires a more than just a chat in the car. Let’s go out to dinner first and we can discuss it while we eat.” Both Avery and Caroline agreed so they continued to dinner where they sat and hashed out ideas and boundaries and how everything would work out. Once they were all satisfied, the check was paid and they made for the car. “Hey Jeannie, ride in back with me?” Caroline grinned at her and wrapped an arm around her once girlfriend’s waist. “Maybe we can get a head start,” she said with a wink and Avery chided them, “Not fair, I wanted to watch.” “Oh you’ll get your chance, Darlin’.” Jeannie lead over to kiss him, still holding on to Caroline and the spark was quite lit by now. “Let’s get out of here, ladies.”

Caroline and Jeannie shared kisses on the drive home while Avery watched in the rear view mirror whenever he could sneak a peek. As they got closer to home to women became bolder and he could see flashes of skin as t-shirts were pulled up, so they could touch each other. Avery turned into the drive and opened the garage door where he parked the car and looked back at Jeannie and Caro. “Alright ladies, since you insisted on such a display, now it is my turn. I want you both to strip right here, right now. You can leave your clothes in the car and I’ll get them later.” The pair looked at one another and shrugged as they began to strip. Caroline was tall with honey blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes while Jeannie was her opposite, petite, dark eyed, and dark haired. They looked gorgeous standing side by side nude and both ready for more.

Avery kissed them both and the three of them immediately retired to the bedroom. While Avery undressed the ladies were all over one another again, touching and kissing and shooting lusty glances at each other and Avery. Things progressed quickly and soon all three of them were on the bed, exploring bodies, touching, kissing, caressing, and learning one another’s most intimate secrets.

Soon Avery and Jeannie had teamed up and were both teasing Caroline at the same time. Sucking and biting at her nipples, fingers tracing along her skin, until finally Jeannie couldn’t wait and she slid down the bed to lap at her friends dripping cunt. The taste was sweet and a little salty and Jeannie couldn’t get enough, burying her face between Caroline’s thighs. Avery continued kissing and touching Caro in other places and it wasn’t long before she was shuddering in an orgasm from the pair of them. Before she could totally relax the couple switched places and Jeannie kissed Caroline, letting her taste herself. She moaned into Jeannie’s mouth and bucked her hips again Avery’s face, wanting to come again already. Avery pulled away, and shifted position with a condom in hand. A moment later his cock was buried inside Caroline and she was moaning louder at the exquisite feelings she was having. Jeannie moved up and squirmed around until she was sitting on Caroline’s face and Caroline began to lick and suck at Jeannie’s wet pussy, moaning now and then and sending the vibrations up Jeannie’s spine. Jeannie rocked her hips with pleasure as Avery fucked his girlfriend’s best friend. The three of them were a sexy sight indeed as both Jeannie and Caroline orgasmed together. Avery pulled back and Jeannie fairly dove for his cock wanting it in her mouth while Caroline fingered her from behind.

The threesome fucked and sucked and switched places over and over. The ladies gave Avery a shared blowjob, where he took turns fucking their faces before jacking off on two pairs of gorgeous tits, which Caroline and Jeannie then licked clean before assuming a sixty-nine while Avery recovered from his first, but not last, orgasm of the evening. Watching the two women was erotic and it wasn’t long before he was ready to go again. He fucked Jeannie this time while Caroline rode her face to another explosive orgasm.

Late into the night they were all exhausted and sweaty and just plain done. Snuggling up in the bed, Caroline fell asleep between Avery and Jeannie, sincerely hoping this was te start of something wonderful.

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Wicked Wednesday 257 – A Different Sort of Arrest

Sir arrested her progress and pinned his favorite girl against the wall and held her there, kissing her lips, her neck, leaving tiny bite marks here and there and she just melted for him. Completely relaxed, she was unprepared for the sudden onslaught of his fingers against her clit. She was his toy and he played her as expertly as one might play an instrument. Suddenly she was right there, on the brink of an orgasm.

“Sir, please may I come for you?”, she gasped out between choked breaths of air. He smiled down at her, kissed her forehead, and whispered, “No.” She moaned with frustration and began to wiggle and squirm helplessly in his grasp. After another moment he picked her up, hauled into the bedroom and grabbed the magic wand that was all ready to go. The moment the low buzzing hit her clit she almost screamed so intense was the feeling. “Now, you may come for me.”

Her back arched off the bed and she cried out, nearly sobbing when he turned the vibrations to the higher setting as her body shuddered and jerked, the involuntary movements exhausting, but not stopping. Amid the chaos of her orgasm he slid two fingers inside of her; she was so wet and he pressed hard against her g-spot urging her to just keep coming for him. “Such a good girl for Sir,” he praised and his words set off what was her third (or was it fourth?) orgasm. She was thrashing about on the bed and began begging him to fuck her, the words almost incoherent as she couldn’t catch her breathe to speak properly. Sir laughed, lubed up his entire hand and slid it inside of her sopping pussy. That wasn’t the fucking she had in mind, but a girl can’t be too picky.

She bucked her hips riding his hand as he sifted her and came again, never remembering that she should’ve been asking permission for her orgasms like a good little fucktoy. That was a something he wouldn’t let slide, but punishment could come later. Sir was having too much fun watching her orgasm and wanted her to be pushed further and further to see how far she could go. He knew he’d get a good answer and worked his hand around her movements, feeling her muscles squeeze and contract as she rocked back and forth.

Finally, she began to keen and he flipped off the vibrator, slipped his hand out and spoke. “What’s wrong Little One?” She shook her head and reached for him and he realized she must’ve just worn herself out and needed to be held. He happily obliged as he began to n her punishment for forgetting to ask permission. She would be his and she would be obedient. But right now she was a good girl and he wrapped her in his arms.

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