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Authors: Dominique D. DuBois
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jagged through his eyebrow (which was impossible to see unless up close because the other hairs there covered it), and then hit his cheek, before dragging all the way down to carve straight through his upper lip. Who or what had done this to him and why?
But at that moment, he opened his mouth and planted it on me, blew his hot breath against the sodden fabric, and I moaned. All other thoughts simply scattered. His lips were hard, fierce, demanding. His tongue reached out and slowly stroked across the satin. I began to squirm. His hands were still on my thighs and now they tightened on me, his fingers digging into the corded tendons there. “Pat ience,” he growled into me. I nside , I trembled .
He began biting me then, gouging his teeth into the panties so hard it was almost too painful. He would open his mouth wide, dig it into me, and then drag it closed; as if he actually were eating me for real.
His upper teeth kept scraping my clit each time he brought his teeth together, and I could feel it jumping and spasming in agony beneath the sharp, grating force. Where was one iota of the tenderness from the cab? It was completely gone now.
Again, my hands clamped into impotent fists at my sides. I was leaning back at an angle, my upper shoulders and neck cradled by the leather cushions, my ass pushed out to the furthest edge of the seat. Nothing was there to support my mid-section, and the muscles I was required to use in order to keep myself positioned the way he wanted me, were already starting to feel markedl y strained.
Just then, I remembered all my scars, all my self-inflicted damage. Glancing away from his head for just one second, I focused in the gloom up on my thigh, breathing a heavy sigh of relief when I realized that in this light, you could not see them. Of course he wasn’t much looking at anything else but my panties right now, anyway; looking at them , and gouging his teeth right into the center .
I was moaning loud, desperate for some sort of skin-to-skin contact , the fabric between his lips and my flesh practically driving me mad. And then he did it. He pulled the crotch of the panties to the side, exposed my entire wet, grasping slit, and then he licked me fr om my desperately clenching wet entrance , all the way up to my fluttering clit oris .
Once there, he began to suck gently on me, alternating that between biting me carefully every few seconds or so. Each time I felt his teeth, I gasped out loud into the vast and spacious room. Finally, he’d had enough of playing. He backed up and forced my legs together long enough to slide my panties off, then he threw them on the floor next to my dress. Looking up at me to make sure I was being a good girl and still watching him, he bent down and began to lick me again.
I felt my hips desperately pumping, totally beyond my control. My clit was spasming and throbbing wildly against his rough tongue. His fingers were now on my bare, slick lips, prying them wide open. He was eating me as if I was the last piece of gourmet steak on earth. I don’t think I’d ever been consumed so wholly before in my entire life. I felt like he was intent on taking part of me inside of himself, so deliberate he seemed to be to ingest every lost drop of my wetness.
He kept laving his tongue across my quivering bud, making me moan and writhe beneath him. And then, feeling my thighs tensing and my entire sex pulsing, he gripped my clit with his teeth and began to suck. He sucked so hard I screamed.
I screamed, and I came. I came uncontrollably as I stared down at where his scarred lips were planted right into the most secret, sacred part of me.
I came like a crazy- woman, all the while wondering how in the hell some stranger was able to make me have an orgasm so unbelievably easy . I couldn’t fathom how fast he had got ten me here, or how powerful ly the waves were rocketing through my body even still . Hot,
But at that moment, he opened his mouth and planted it on me, blew his hot breath against the sodden fabric, and I moaned. All other thoughts simply scattered. His lips were hard, fierce, demanding. His tongue reached out and slowly stroked across the satin. I began to squirm. His hands were still on my thighs and now they tightened on me, his fingers digging into the corded tendons there. “Pat ience,” he growled into me. I nside , I trembled .
He began biting me then, gouging his teeth into the panties so hard it was almost too painful. He would open his mouth wide, dig it into me, and then drag it closed; as if he actually were eating me for real.
His upper teeth kept scraping my clit each time he brought his teeth together, and I could feel it jumping and spasming in agony beneath the sharp, grating force. Where was one iota of the tenderness from the cab? It was completely gone now.
Again, my hands clamped into impotent fists at my sides. I was leaning back at an angle, my upper shoulders and neck cradled by the leather cushions, my ass pushed out to the furthest edge of the seat. Nothing was there to support my mid-section, and the muscles I was required to use in order to keep myself positioned the way he wanted me, were already starting to feel markedl y strained.
Just then, I remembered all my scars, all my self-inflicted damage. Glancing away from his head for just one second, I focused in the gloom up on my thigh, breathing a heavy sigh of relief when I realized that in this light, you could not see them. Of course he wasn’t much looking at anything else but my panties right now, anyway; looking at them , and gouging his teeth right into the center .
I was moaning loud, desperate for some sort of skin-to-skin contact , the fabric between his lips and my flesh practically driving me mad. And then he did it. He pulled the crotch of the panties to the side, exposed my entire wet, grasping slit, and then he licked me fr om my desperately clenching wet entrance , all the way up to my fluttering clit oris .
Once there, he began to suck gently on me, alternating that between biting me carefully every few seconds or so. Each time I felt his teeth, I gasped out loud into the vast and spacious room. Finally, he’d had enough of playing. He backed up and forced my legs together long enough to slide my panties off, then he threw them on the floor next to my dress. Looking up at me to make sure I was being a good girl and still watching him, he bent down and began to lick me again.
I felt my hips desperately pumping, totally beyond my control. My clit was spasming and throbbing wildly against his rough tongue. His fingers were now on my bare, slick lips, prying them wide open. He was eating me as if I was the last piece of gourmet steak on earth. I don’t think I’d ever been consumed so wholly before in my entire life. I felt like he was intent on taking part of me inside of himself, so deliberate he seemed to be to ingest every lost drop of my wetness.
He kept laving his tongue across my quivering bud, making me moan and writhe beneath him. And then, feeling my thighs tensing and my entire sex pulsing, he gripped my clit with his teeth and began to suck. He sucked so hard I screamed.
I screamed, and I came. I came uncontrollably as I stared down at where his scarred lips were planted right into the most secret, sacred part of me.
I came like a crazy- woman, all the while wondering how in the hell some stranger was able to make me have an orgasm so unbelievably easy . I couldn’t fathom how fast he had got ten me here, or how powerful ly the waves were rocketing through my body even still . Hot,
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