build and build the tension inside her. she moans and groans and cries out as he finds the right spots again and again and again.
As she gets closer and closer to orgasm, her hand finds his on her belly - automatically he takes it in his, their now intermingled fingers putting more pressure on her sore nipples.
With her other hand she reaches down and curls her fingers into his hair, needing to feel connected to him as his mouth licks and sucks her clit, and his fingers fuck her pussy.
she whimpers quietly as she cums, her back arching and body shuddering.
she looks down and sees his face nestled between her legs. Their eyes meet, and she smiles. He smiles back. She moans and shuffles her body a little, craving his embrace.
But she does not get it.
Instead, maintaining eye contact, he yanks sharply on the chain and pulls the clamps right off her nipples. she crys out in surprise and pain, and her hands automatically reach for her breasts; holding and soothing them.
His hands grasp her hips again and flip her back onto her belly. she puts her hands underneath her and pushes up, turning her head to see what he is doing.
she sees him pull his hand back, then spank her. Hard. And then again. Hard, on the same spot. she cries out in protest, every bit of her body extra sensitive in the aftermath of her orgasm. On the third blow, her hands go from underneath her and she collapses on the bed. her hands curl into the bed sheets again, this time from pain rather than pleasure.
He continues to beat her, hitting the same spot on her bottom each time. she wriggles and writhes and moans and groans and cries out in pain. Nothing distracts him. He has decided to hurt her, to make her bottom pink and give her a bruise for the next day, and he isn't going to be budged from his task.
When he is satisfied that he has hurt her enough, he wraps his hand in her hair and pulls. she does not resist; she slithers off the bed, onto her knees on the floor.
Trapped between the bed and his body, he forces his cock between her lips, and she tastes herself on him. She sucks. she presses and licks against the underside of the tip of his cock. she sucks more.
And then he begins to fuck her mouth. Long, slow thrusts to start with, shallow at first and then getting deeper and deeper. Within a few minutes he is pushing into her throat, moving slowly, letting her focus on relaxing her throat and overcoming her gag reflex.
And then he picks up the pace. He begins to fuck her throat as quickly and decisively as he had fucked her pussy. she focuses on her breathing and her gag reflex, closes her eyes, and trusts that it will all be over soon.
As he fucks her mouth her back is pressed awkwardly and uncomfortably against the bed, her muscles straining in protest, his hands either side of her head holding her still. Tears leak from under her closed eye lids as he abuses her throat, claiming it for his own, fucking it without regard for how she feels.
He pulls out as his orgasm overcomes him, covering her face in his sticky liquid, some landing in her mouth, some dripping off her chin and onto her breasts.
He takes a step back to admire his handy work. she sniffle a little, and forces herself to steady her breathing and calm down. she blinks away her tears. As he looks he takes in her hard, sore nipples, her cum-covered face, the saliva that has dripped over her breasts. He smiles approvingly.
Also A Good Mate
The knock on the door heralded the Boss (also a good mate) and his Wife's arrival for dinner. I opened the door and was surprised to find Bob standing there alone. “ Sorry, but Anne has one of her headaches so I hope you don't mind won't be coming ,we would have let you know earlier but she was hoping it would have cleared up by now”' “that's ok “ I said “ come on in, grab a chair while I get you a drink”, just then my gorgeous 32 year old Wife Anne walked in wearing the low cut dress that I had asked her to wear, also no bra and her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material,(I always get a thrill when I see Anne dressed this way, and feel good when other men ogle at her).
Bob gave her a peck on the cheek and I noticed him having a good look down her cleavage as he gave her the bottle of wine and the bunch of flowers he was carrying. (He knows how to put on the charm) “Sorry about the missus not making it” he said “that's alright” she replied “all the more for us” with that she turned and walked to the kitchen saying she would get dinner ready, I got Bob and I a drink sat next to him on the settee and started a casual conversation with him which he didn't seem to take much notice of as he was too busy watching Anne set the table up for the three of us instead of four . He was no doubt looking on one of her bare boobs which I could also see as she bent over the table to put down the plates of food.
“Dinners ready if you two are, come and get it” she said, Bob seemed to have a problem getting to the table as he tried to cover up the obvious bulge in his pants which I'm sure Anne must have noticed as her nipples were now really poking out about 5cm, stretching the already tight dress she was wearing.
Dinner went well and the wine flowed the conversation was from Bob, aimed mainly at Anne, he did say I was very lucky to have not only a great cook but also a beautiful lady for a wife, which again had her nipples stiff I told him he didn't have to remind me as I found her equally attractive., Anne was now blushing bright red as Bob said he wished his wife would dress up to excite him as much as she was. ”Don't be silly” she said “Anne is a lovely lady' She doesn't have breasts as nice as yours” he muttered “what was that” she asked “nothing “ he replied, but I heard it, loud and clear.
We retired to the lounge as Anne cleared up, I got the Boss a nice stiff drink and he said that that was not the only stiff he had had tonight, I laughed, said “I noticed,” and felt proud and a little aroused, knowing that she had this effect on my Boss. who is very good looking and I know has had a lot of experience with quite a few sexy women in his time.
I must point out that Anne and I were both virgins when we married and had, what we thought was a good sex life. (How little did we know) The booze was starting to get to me as I mixed more drinks for Bob and Anne so I didn't have one this time round, Bob got up and went to the bathroom and I took the opportunity to mention the hard on that he had had when gazing at her bare tit she said she had noticed but didn't know why till I told her that one was clearly visible in all it's glory, “O God” she said “ what will he think of me”? “from the hard on he had, I have a very good idea” I replied.
Anne got up and said she was going to wash the dishes “ I'll help” Bob said as he walked back into the room, I think he may have heard what we were saying, but said nothing about it, I did say he was a guest and he wasn't doing any such thing, His reply was that he wanted too as he was really enjoying our company and wanted to thank Anne for the meal and for looking so lovely ,” you relax and have another drink Bob” I sat back for a moment then got up to put on some music when I heard some whispering then an audible “No Bob”, Anne came back into the lounge room with a red face and nipples bigger than I had ever seen them.
Bob was still in the kitchen so I asked if she was ok as she looked and sounded rather agitated.
She whispered that Bob had kissed her on the lips and thanked her for the dinner and had then cupped one of her breasts and said he wished his wife had boobs as big as her, as he placed his other hand on her buttocks,she didn't want to cause a scene and said nothing at first, but he took her hand and put it on his hard on, she said it felt huge and she actually squeezed it as she felt her pussy tingle, she was in a state of confusion as his hand slipped up her dress and stroked her pussy lips through her thin panties, she broke away with a “no”, and that is when she came into the lounge room,I felt my own cock