Lustful fantasies

chapter 6

His hands held the top of her hips down either side of her p***y and his thumbs came across and dipped into her wetness, then slithered around over her c**t. She whimpered as he played with her, making her tremble under his touch.

Then she felt the large, hot tip of his p***s rubbing up and down her slit, nudging against her c**t, then nestling firmly between the wet lips of her glistening young p***y. She tensed against him as she anticipated the next move.

He gripped her hips firmly and lunged forward. Her eyes snapped open, her head reared forward and she screamed in bliss as his thick, hard pole plunged deeply into her sopping love tunnel in one gloriously slippery stroke. He completely filled her wet sensitive p***y with his meat until it nestled firmly up against her end wall. Her head snapped back again and her eyes closed tightly as she squealed in a high-pitched shriek as he firmly settled his large tool deep up inside her young trembling body.

She felt wonderful clutching his pole tightly all along its length in her warm and wet velvet glove. He flexed his hips, stirring himself inside her, rubbing his tip across the sensitive lips of her cervix. He could feel the buzz of the butt-plug vibrator through the thin walls of her p***y. Now she realised why he had tied her hands to her sides rather than below her; so she couldn't try to get the vibrator out of her bottom.

She had to face it; she was completely helpless and at his mercy. She didn't think he would show her much. Sure enough, he began to stroke himself back and forth into and out of her tight but slippery p***y, expanding her beautiful tunnel with each inward stroke. She writhed meekly and mewled as he started to f**k her with slow, but medium length strokes.

He let his hips do the work while he reached up to the front of her basque. He squeezed her breasts sharply in his hands, making her squeak, then started loosening the tight front ties down the middle. He undid just a few, allowing the swell of her upthrust breasts to part the lace down the middle, releasing her large titties from the constricting tightness. He leant forward slightly, changing the angle and still rocking his hips, thrusting his plunger deeply into her.

He peeled down the lace cups covering her breasts, tucking them under her breasts along the underwiring. Her lovely soft swelling mounds were exposed, naked and thrust into the air by the arch of her back and capped with her pink, stiff n*****s. His fingers reached out and tweaked her swollen n*****s slightly, making her jolt and quiver.

Then he leant forward and captured a n****e in his mouth. She moaned as he sucked on it firmly, rubbing his tongue roughly across the tip. Then he switched to the other n****e, tugging and pulling at it with his lips and then sucking it deep into his mouth so that his wet tongue could fondle the sensitive, swollen bud from side to side. What with the butt-plug buzzing in her arse, his long p***s gently rocking inside her, and the assault on her n*****s, she was writhing under the sensual overload. But he had saved the best 'til last.

He released her n****e from his mouth, and leant forward so that he rested on his elbows on either side of her narrow waist. This angle had the potential of allowing him to slide really deep inside her. Her eyes were close and her head was gently tossing from side to side as she panted and whimpered. He gripped her naked breasts firmly in his large hands, squeezing the offered shapes into tighter cones and letting his thumbs press down and circulated on her n*****s. She seemed to respond well to that.

Then he settled his grip around her breasts, gripped her narrow waist tightly with his elbows and lunged into her with a strong and immensely deep thrust, making her eyes pop out and drawing a high pitched squeal from behind the gag. His p***s stroked quickly up to her cervix, pressing firmly into the entrance to her womb, throbbing against the sensitive walls. Then he rocked his hips back, sliding his large tool out of her, then powered into her again. He started f*****g her slowly but firmly, fully gripping her body, holding her helpless and captive under him as he took his pleasure in her young, sexy lace-clad body.

Her eyes closed and opened as he pumped her deep and slow, stretching and stroking her wet p***y from the inside and sliding firmly across her G-spot, making her judder each time. Her senses were completely overwhelmed and she built steadily to the edge of a climactic precipice again. He squeezed her breasts in his hands and his thumb and forefingers firmly pinched and rolled her n*****s as he humped her with his solid tool.

She struggled and writhed under him as she felt his large invader piston in and out of her ultra-sensitive love tunnel, but she found no escape. Her squeals got higher and higher in pitch and closer together as her passion was forced higher and higher by his firmly pistoning pole. This time he didn't hold back as he drove her towards the precipice, until finally his strong pumping tipped her over the edge of bliss.

At last she arched her back towards his, closed her eyes tightly, strained against her bonds and screamed a long, shrill high-pitched shriek as her p***y convulsed around his pumping c**k and she started to orgasm for the very first time in her life. Immediately he held her tighter and started pumping her hard and fast, his tool reaching its full depth with each powerful thrust.

These powerful strokes inside her kept her on the peak of orgasm, writhing in ecstasy and squealing uncontrollably. Her whole body quivered violently and her p***y walls clutched and fluttered tightly around his pumping shaft in strong spasms that kept going and kept going.

He started grunting under the exertion of pumping her along on the crest of her continuous orgasm. Her breasts heaved in his hands and her back arched towards him as she came and came and came, Hard. Her head thrashed about on the bed, tossing her hair about. Her thighs quivered, her feet curled and clenched in the high heels and her whole body stiffened and convulse as he continued to pump her hard. Her p***y clenched his pole and squirted juice deep inside, lubricating his thick tool.

She felt absolutely fantastic to him, cumming under and around him and making helpless squeals of passion.

Finally he could take no more, and his large swollen balls were ready to explode; he was human after all. With a loud grunt and an immensely deep thrust, his p***s swelled even larger, and even in the throes of her orgasm, she felt it pulse strongly along its length and splurge a powerful jet of sperm deep into her virgin p***y, splashing against and through her cervix and flooding her.

He pressed himself against her walls as his injection abated, then quickly withdrew and as he slid back in, another strong jet of fluid spurted from his c**k head and into her tunnel, coating her walls. As she felt him explode deep up inside her tight body, she screamed anew as a new wave of ecstasy burst through her young body. He withdrew and thrust back inside her, spraying her insides again and again with his sperm as she continued to spasm around his powerful injections.

With one final effort, gripping her waist and breasts, he plunged his full length into her, his bell end pressed firmly up against her cervix and his balls emptied their final burst, spurting along his length, erupting from the round head and splashing through into her young womb. This stretching and flooding of her cervix caused a final blissful wave of orgasm to erupt from deep within her and she squealed and quivered as her orgasm convulsed her body in its final spasms before her soft body finally relaxed in bliss.

She made little whimpering mewling noises as her body allowed her to come down. He held himself fully inside her for a little while, recovering himself from the amazing experience, then reluctantly drew back and he slipped out of her flooded hole. As he slipped from between her tight p***y lips, she gave a little shudder through her body and lay still and silent. She had passed out.

Her naked breasts continued to rise and fall as her body struggled to catch up with her. He watched her for a while, recovering his breath, smiling to himself. Then he knelt beside her and pushing her off the pillows, rolled her onto her front. He removed the pillows, then untied the gag, her hands and arms. He tugged at the butt plug vibrator and it slipped from her before he switched it off. Then he took her shoes off, drew back the covers and tucked her young unconscious body in for the night.

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When she finally awoke she was disorientated, not having much memory of the night before. Light was coming in through the windows and she felt rather achy. As realisation slowly dawned and she moved to sit up, she discovered that she was full of liquid. She looked down her front at her exposed breasts and pulled up the cups and tied the front up again.

She spun out of bed sideways and ran over to the door and locked it with the key on the inside, before dashing to the en-suite to freshen up. A large gush of gooey liquid was expelled and she realised in horror where, or rather who this had c*m from. She undressed and showered and took her time to clean herself of all the previous night's fluids.

Towel-clad, she wandered back into the bedroom and noticed her black party dress laid over the back of the sofa. Not finding any other clothes, she put this on, aware that her panties had disappeared. She took a deep breath and then and ventured out of the door. Eventually she made her way sheepishly downstairs and encountered a kindly maid who escorted her to the breakfast room laid out for one.

She asked who this house belonged to, got no reply but did get some breakfast. Presently the butler came in and informed her that her car was waiting for her. She was handed her coat and was led out of the house and into the same car that she had arrived in the previous evening.

The driver was respectfully silent as he drove her home, lost in her own confused thoughts. By the time she had arrived home, the full events of the evening had more or less come back to her. As she entered her house, her father enquired of her evening apologising for not making it.

"You obviously had a good time if you stayed over," he said, appearing innocent (how little did she know!).

She knew what had happened was r**e, but she was also filled with a sense of guilt because she also knew that some of what he had done to her had felt really, really good. She was full of confusion whether this was right or not, and also not wanting to jeopardise her father's business with accusations of assault and r**e, she decided to keep quiet about the events.