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Nipples
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
I de-lurk, somewhat.
Oscar (an otherwise unused pseudonym, I submit:-)
Nipples
We've made a deal. In exchange for my incredible ingenuity at
creating cunt watering orgasms, you've surrendered control of your
nipples. Whenever asked, of course. They are mine to tease and
please. I can suck them, flick them, rub them pinch them, pull on
them, tickle them, torture them, anytime I want. You go bra-less in
thin silk blouses, opening your jacket for dinner, letting me lust
after thier hard appearance. Sometimes you wear thin cotton things
letting their dark appearance show through. I crave them; you expose
them completely in the car for the drive home. I fondle them with
one hand, tweaking and pinching and rubbing and carressing -- I make
you reach down and get your sticky dew to rub on them. At home I tie
your hands out of the way and plant my cock deep inside you as I
scratch and suck on them, using my fingernails I elicit a delicious
squirm. Exiting, I suck and lick your clit, your cunt and your
bottom hole, using my thumb and fingers where my tongue isn't. You
moan with desire and I build you up, then rub oil over you, build you
up, then scratch your thighs, build you up, and stop. Persperation
drips down your face as I apply nipple clamps. You grimace and twist
slightly, opening your legs for more, humping the air awaiting more
pleasure. I wait, pull on the chain until the pain nearly overcomes
the desire, and kiss you deeply and thrust deep inside of you until
you again clench my cock and try to milk it. I withdraw, and lick
lightly, quickly, rubbing my thumb between your cunt and asshole,
circling each rim in turn. You are tense, on the edge, crying for
relief, and I tease you and tease you and finally plunge my thumb
deep into your ass as I suck your mound way into my mouth and flick
your clit with my tongue without mercy. You scream and scream as it
builds and yank on the arm ties and beg me not to stop and I don't.
I work my thumb in and out and with my other hand pump your pussy and
as I release your nipple clamps you have another. Unbound you reach
exhausted for my pounding cock but I turn you away, then over. I
work my way into your ass and I play rough with your breasts, making
you squirm against my cock until I too gush long and hard with
pleasure. We sleep for now.
There will be many more times; ice and candles and tobasco and
rings and ropes and whips and chains and all the many myriad ways of
pleasure taken with a dose of playful pain. You, of course, have
your own contract with my cock.
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