Mme Moreau
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I walked downstairs, and there you are, sitting on the couch, so I walked straight over to you, grabbed your hand and tried to pull you up. But I cant.
‘So, what’s up?’ you ask
I climb onto your lap, straddling you, kissing you, your neck, scratching at your chest, rubbing myself against your crotch.
‘I want you. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind… Please…. I want you sooo bad’ and I climb off of you and try to get you standing again. This time you get up without hesitation
We walk over to the bed, I lift my shirt and you push me onto the bed. You climb on top and kiss me. God I love the feeling of your body pressed against mine.
You slowly make your way down to my neck, I can feel myself getting hornier if that’s possible, but by this point, I’m wetter, that’s for sure.
You move further down my body with your lips, reaching up to pull my bra away so you can bite my nipple. The pain mixed with so much pleasure makes me gasp a little, my body wanting more, but you’ve moved on, letting your tongue slowly roll down my chest, kissing my navel. Your lips feel soo good. My hands find your shoulders, scratching at you, wanting you, finally they work their way to your hair, but finding nothing to grasp…. damn, I knew I would miss the long hair.
Your hands slide down a little further, and slowly unbutton my jeans. I raise my hips and you slide them off, tossing them across the room. I can’t help but laugh.
‘Oh, so you’re laughing at me?’ you said with a smile, one hand playing with the ‘crotch’ of my thong
‘Oh… No. I-‘ and I feel you slide your finger inside me, all I can do is moan. Pumping your finger in and out, you’ve taken full advantage of my current state of ecstasy, and slide another one in. Hard. Deep.
I cry out and my hips rock hard against your hand, wanting more.
You stop.
And slowly remove my thong.
‘Oh, Justin, please… Please… Lick my pussy…. Oh please baby…’ I can’t help it, I want you so bad. I feel a finger massaging my clit. ‘Please…….’
Finally, I feel a soft brush of your tongue. Licking at my clit. You’ve got me so honry I want to cum already.
You start going a little harder, sucking on me, thrusting your tongue as deep into me as you can. You grab my hips as you start to feel the first wave of my orgasm, holding me down as my hips try to raise. I start to moan, but as soon as the sound starts coming out, I feel you shove a finger deep into my ass.
I cry out. ‘Oh god, more… Don’t stop,’ not that you are. Another finger slides in, and another one into my pussy. The stimulation of my clit, ass and pussy is just too much to handle, and another orgasm ripples through my body.
You get up and pull off your shirts and pants, as I sit up I notice your underwear pulled tight against your swollen cock.
‘Oh that doesn’t look comfortable’ and I pull them down.
I grab hold of your cock and take it into my mouth as much as I can. You taste so good. I run my tongue along the head, then up and down the shaft, slowly pumping with my hand.
I stop to start to tell you to lay down, but you pull me instead and pull me tight against you, your massively swollen cock pressing hard into my belly as you kiss me, nails running down my back, finding my tattoo. My back arches slightly, pulling my lips from yours and you move to lick my neck.
‘Please fuck me,” I whisper against your shoulders, and you pull me towards the couch. My heart starts beating faster with the anticipation of being bent over and fucked hard.
I bend over the back of the couch and *smack*
I gasp, not expecting it. My ass stinging from the impact of your hand, but I don’t care, it feels good and I want you more than ever.
Again, I feel your hand start to rub my pussy, fingers toying with me, slowly penetrating, then retreating. Then I feel your cock, the tip rubbing against my pussy, getting it wet. I try to shove myself against it, trying to push it in, but I cant.
‘Oh? What was that? Do you want something?’ You ask as you slam your cock deep into me, as hard as you can and you hold me there, grabbing my hips so I cant move away.
‘Oh… God… Yes…. You!! I want you!!! Do that again. Harder…’ and I feel you slide out of me.
Expecting an even harder re-entry, I brace myself against the couch only to almost cum the minute your cock dives deep into my ass. I cry out, but you do it again. You’re so huge and I want every inch of you as you repeatedly slam into my ass. Hard and fast.
I can’t help myself, I’m starting to cum hard and still I want you more. ‘Harder’ I moan, but you keep on the same pace. Right at the edge of a massive orgasm, I try my hardest to slam back against you, but you’ve got my hips so tight in your hands, holding them in place as you fuck my ass, over and over. ‘Oh god, please!! I’m gonna cum!! Fuck me!!! Fuck me hard!!! Oh god!!! Harder!!!!!!!! Please!!!’
This time you do. I’ve never been fucked this hard ever, my ass pounding hard into your crotch, your cock as far as it can go up my ass. Harder and harder. With every thrust I can feel your balls smack against my pussy, sometimes my clit, sending more and more electric sensations thru me. I scream into the couch as you fuck me, I’m cumming so hard I can feel my own wetness starting to run along my inner thigh. With a few more pumps of your hips, I feel you cum deep in my ass and finally my orgasm subsides as you pull out.
You step back and I turn around, falling against you as you catch me to hold me up. My legs are weak but I want more. I start kissing your chest and arms but instead you tilt my chin up towards you and kiss my lips.
‘I love you,” you tell me with that little smile of your, and you give me a giant hug. I bury my head into your chest and just breathe you in. ‘I love you too… ‘ I look up at you again and try to kiss you, but you let go of me and take a step back. My legs are still wobbly as you take hold of my wrist and thrust my towards the bed. I fall onto all fours on the bed, and after moving into the center, I start to roll over, to make room for you, but I feel you climb behind me holding my hips, again keeping me from moving.
I tense up a little, knowing this position hasn’t happened yet, and afraid it wont again. I’ve been wanting you to fuck me like this since we first started dating, but I know it hurts your knees and that’s a big part of why we’ve never done it.
I wait quietly, hoping. Wanting you more and more. Finally I feel the tip of your cock slide into my pussy, testing it almost. You move in closer to me, and at the same time, start to push in deeper. I can’t help it. I’ve been waiting for this for so long, and I push back, making your cock go completely in me. I sigh, it feels so good. Just what I expected.
‘So… What’s up?’ You ask as you pull out slowly and just as slowly re-enter me.
‘I’ve wanted to try this for so long. It feels so good. Thank you baby…. Ooohhhh…..” I start to moan as you slowly find a rhythm. ‘Just don’t stop, please… Don’t stop.’
I think you’re starting to get a little more turned on, cause you slowly start going faster… Still gentle… And faster… A little harder…
I can’t take it anymore, the months of hoping for this has built up so much that I start to cum already. I bury my face into the pillow as I start to cry out. But it seems like with ever noise I make, you fuck me harder. And deeper. With every thrust your balls smack hard against my clit, making me cum ever more. I’m screaming into the pillow, gasping for air, ‘oh god, oh god, fuck me!! Yes! Oh god Justin, please, don’t stop don’t stop!!’ You’re pounding me as hard as I think you possibly can, I’m almost in pain, but it feels so good, I don’t want it to stop. Just as I’m about to reach my climax, you go even deeper and I
scream out, cumming harder than any other time tonight. My whole body is shaking as I feel you hold deep inside me as you cum, my pussy contracting and releasing around your cock, almost as if it’s trying to suck every drop out of you.
Finally you pull out, and I collapse onto the bed. You move your way beside me and hold me tight against you, kissing my forehead. We both feel like we’re completely covered in sweat.
I feel your hand slide down my chest, my stomach, along my inner thigh, and a finger slides into my pussy. I gasp. The sudden touch starts to arouse me again.
‘If you do that, I’m going to get horny again’ I tell you. With out a response, another finger slides in. You slowly pump them in and out and then yet another slides in. ‘More’ I moan. And you slide another in. Its so tight but I want more. It feels so good. I want you again.
‘So, you seem a little horny tonight. Is there anything I can do to help?’ You jokingly ask me. But I’m taking advantage now.
‘I’m going to cum so hard again… I want you…. I want you to lick my clit. Please… Just a little.’ And you move back down and lick me. Fingers still inside of me. I feel my muscles start contracting, every inch of me is so sensitive, every movement almost orgasmic.
‘Anything else?’ you ask.
‘Put your other finger in me… Please.’ expecting it to go in my ass, I’m shocked when I feel you slide it into my pussy… I can feel it, all 5 fingers. The thought of me taking your whole hand is driving me crazy and I beg you to push harder. You seem reluctant, but you do. I can feel your knuckles catch on my pubic bone and you start to pull back. I know you don’t want to hurt me. But I grab your hand with both of mine and push you back into me. I think you know what I want… I push harder, and you go a little deeper. It’s so tight, it’s starting to hurt, but I want it so bad. I want your whole fist in me, but I don’t now if I can even take it… There’s only one way to know.
I’m so wet, wanting you so bad
‘Please,’ I whisper.
You push, hard and force yourself inside me
I scream, and you try to pull back, but I grab your hand, ‘no. Don’t….’ and you stay inside me, pushing back, as deep as you can go. My muscles contract tight around your wrist, hips convulsing, I cum over and over. The pain completely covered by the pleasure. Its as if every time I cum, you push again, and I cant stop cumming. Finally, it subsides, my body stops shaking. I’m beginning to hurt from just the sheer size of your hand, filling me completely, but I know that when you take it out, I’m going to cum again. I want it. I don’t know if I can cum again though… My body is exhausted. But you start to pull out, I can feel you move every bit of the way. Right before your knuckles come out, it hits me again, and I slam your fist back into me. Oh god that felt so good.
You seem to be enjoying the reaction… And you start to pull out again. Ok. I’m good now. I can handle you stopping now. But you don’t. You pull out almost completely but then shove your fist back inside me. I scream again. And you pull out. Only to do it again. And again. And again. I can’t stop screaming, I can’t stop cumming, and you won’t stop fist fucking me. I grab onto the headboard and just let you keep fucking me. Over and over. As hard as you want.
Finally you stop. My thighs are wet from my own cum. I’ve never cum that hard before.
God you’re so hard again. You look even harder than you were earlier. The look on your face is so sexy. It looks like your going to do what you want with me. However you want. Where ever you want.
‘Why don’t you lie down?” I tell you. That look is making me horny again. My body is aching and I don’t know how much more I can take. But you lie down and I climb on top of you.
Before I can even do anything, you shove your cock in my ass again. I start riding you. Hard. I want you to cum again and I’ll do whatever it takes. I start to cum and you fuck me harder. ‘Oh god… Jus….oooohhh’ I ride harder and harder just wanting to feel your massive cock as far up my ass as I can take it. I’m fucking you so hard you finally cum, the feeling of you shoot inside me again so amazing my back arching as I cum along with you.
I can’t go anymore. I collapse on your chest. You still inside me. I don’t want you to move. I don’t want you to ever move, this feels so good. I lay like that as long as I can, until finally you ask me to move. I roll off, and you hug me, and kiss me… Time to pass out.
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Simone The Schoolgirl (Part Two) A horny male teacher gets more than he could wish for at an exclusive residential school for senior girls Mf, mast, fetish, spank … Simone The Schoolgirl (Part Two) A horny male teacher gets more than he could wish for at an exclusive residential school for senior girls Mf, mast, fetish, spank Chapter Seven I have to admit, I listened at Simone’s door for a while before I knocked but I couldn’t make anything out above the background noise of...
Straight"Where did your mind wander off to, Honey?" Simone's mother asked. "I don't know, Mom," Simone replied impatiently. "Now, what about Kevin? What did you say?" "You were in another world, Honey," her father added. "For crying out loud," Simone snapped. "I'm here now. I'm fine!" "Simone, relax," her mother said. Simone took a moment to collect herself. "I'm O.K., Mom. I'm just a little tired. I'm fine. Now, go on. You were saying ... about Kevin?" "I was talking...
As the reality that Kevin would actually be living with her hit Simone, she felt happier than she had in years. Her husband was not much more than a memory (outside the large child support checks that arrived each month), she her darling daughter and her loving brother in her home, and her brother's baby in her belly. Simone knew that most of the world would more than frown on the part involving her carrying her brother's baby, but she didn't care. Not only had Greg lost interest in...
She strolled down next to the lake to vent some steam by swimming. She laid her bags on the ground and hid them with an invisibility charm, so she would not be disturbed or teased. She kept her robes on so she could hide them in the water and placed the bubble head charm on herself and then dove into the water. It was cold, unseasonably so, but she quickly remedied that by using a warming charm on herself. She kicked fiercely through the water trying to get as far from land as possible,...
Those days I had quarreled with Victor about my new black slut condition. He finally yelled at me I could do whatever I wanted. It was perfect; I could fuck Tyrone every time I wanted… or when he wanted…Friday at early evening I got dressed. Then I looked in the mirror. A nice big black cock slut looked back. I wore false eyelashes and a heavy makeup.I had been shopping with my naughty girlfriend Maura; lots of underwear…I was now wearing a black lycra dress. It was split down the front, almost...
I looked at her with new eyes. Her hair was hanging forwards and her sweet face looked so soft. I looked at her perfectly straight legs, slightly tanned. He thighs were full and her calves had a lovely roundness to them. She had a woman’s legs - not those of a typical skinny schoolgirl. I felt my cock starting to twitch and decided the best thing would be to get this over with a.s.a.p. I moved behind her, holding the ruler poised above her glorious behind. Simone The Schoolgirl (Part One) A...
StraightKevin's question would be answered sooner than either he or Simone would have imagined. Later that evening, while the two were watching TV, Simone received a text message which read, "Good news. I'm here. Can you pick me up at the airport? I just landed. You know where I'll be. See you soon." Simone had wanted her husband home so badly. Two weeks before she would have jumped for joy at receiving his text. But things had changed significantly since then. Simone had admitted to her anger...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
Hermione still had a souvenir from her last visit to the doc. The long brown-haired coed was still quite sore which became apparent when her panties rubbed against her blotchy swollen red blood blistered and purple bruises that adorned her hurting bottom. She did manage a tense smile as she put on her schoolgirl scratchy wool black dress and left. She had no choice but to keep her office appointment Monday because she had failed to obtain the physical certificate which could not attend Brown...
Simone was sure she knew what Kevin was going to attempt, and she couldn't believe it. She wasn't able to close her legs because he was between them. She couldn't move far from her place on the bed because her vagina was filled with Kevin's semen and she wanted it to stay pooled around her cervix. Simone hadn't been ready for Kevin to do what he was about to do because she feared that it would turn him off from the act altogether. But THIS ... doing this NOW would surely keep him from...
Simone's high school adventure part two by Simone Clark Author's note: This is the second part of Simone's high school adventures with her dear friend Elaine. The majority of the story is absolutely true including the bondage scenes as was experienced by yours truly, however, there are a couple of incidences used for dramatic effect that are not. I leave it to you, the reader, to determine which is which. After the fateful day that Simone was revealed to Elaine, our relationship...
Over the next 24 hours, Simone carried on her routine, including taking two home pregnancy tests and stopping by a local clinic for a real test; all of which were negative. Simone then made her way home after running a few errands, baby in tow. She couldn't wait until Kevin came over after school. He hadn't stayed over the night before because his parents wanted some time with him. As Simone entered her kitchen, the first thing she saw as she came into the kitchen was a single rose and a...
"I said, 'Kev, there is one thing that would help me a lot right now.' He asked what. I said, 'Well, it might seem kind of weird, but ... Could you just, hold me for a minute?'" "Mmmmm... ," Monica mumbled. "That sounds risky seeing as how vulnerable you were." "I know. I think I kind of surprised him. I probably even surprised myself by saying it. And he looked a little confused, or something. I'm not sure, but maybe the problem wasn't whether or not he should say yes. The...
Monica did call Simone to touch base the following day. She purposely avoided bringing up Kevin, choosing to wait and see if Simone mentioned it, which she did not. The women spoke several more times over the next week, but Monica did not make the personal visit she had promised for nearly ten days. Simone heard the doorbell ring one morning and was surprised but pleased to see Monica on her front step. "Hey, you!" Simone exclaimed as she opened the door to invite her friend in. "Hi,...
Gator Note: The title says it all as the action shiftsfrom attention to Hermione and given to her friend Harry. An opportunity to set a story back in a place and time where ones creativity will make this a fantastic read. It had all started with a hurtful act by a suprisingly nice boy who was rude in an unfashionable way and that was his bottom watching or more more specifically visible panty lined butts. That had been the catalyst for a lonely eighteen year-old shy boy who did not have a...
Ron’s Point Of View POV Things really started to change when my lovely domme said the following, “Ron put on my panties!” That indeed as hard as it may seem to accept is what a feisty Hermione said to me. It was with those words my current events teacher in private held in her hot hand the trump card. While it may sound insane it once I put on her panties the die was set for me to do whatever she may say because this, woman who happened to be my teacher held my life and future class room...