If in her life, she will ever imagine this, she cant believe. She, the sexually repressed girl, and bashir her gentle lover currently staring deep with utmost concentration into her pink pussy hole, watching her screw herself with a vegetable on the basis of hypnosis.
'God, I'm coming!' The treacherous words
bubbled from her full red lips before she could halt them, before she could
conceal the immense pleasure her wanton act of masturbation was bringing her.
'Come... coming! Ah, ah, yes!' Now she was discovering her own darker side, a
side she'd never dreamed had existed, and she was determined never to reveal her
trickery. She loves the freedom this act of wantoness is bringing her. Afterall, she is under hypnosis, and of course, not conscious of what is going on.
The game was new and exciting. It would add something to their
relationship, rather than take away from it. Wouldn't it? Kneeling between her open
legs, he grabbed the cucumber and thrust it deep into ngozis gripping
sex-sheath as her naked body convulsed in response.
'You love being fucked by a
cucumber, don't you?' he asked in his wickedness. 'You'd like me to fuck your
ass with it, wouldn't you?' His words shocked her as her climax waned,
leaving her breathing deeply, her head rolling from side to side in the
aftermath of the most spectacular orgasm she'd ever experienced. Fuck your asshole with it. They weren't bashir's
words. Or were they?
Her eyes closed, she listened as her
boyfriend tugged his zip down and pulled his hard penis out. Watching through
her eyelashes as he knelt astride her head, his massive member hovering
threateningly above her pretty face, she knew that she was about to be
instructed to do something she'd never done before. Something he'd often asked
of her but that she'd never been able to bring herself to do.
'Open your pretty mouth and suck my knob,' he
demanded crudely as he gripped his veined shaft and pressed his swollen glans to
her pursed lips. The cucumber, the masturbation, hadn't been the ultimate test
after all, she thought anxiously as she parted her red lips. 'Come on, you
fucking bitch, suck the sperm from my cock,' he ordered harshly.
She allowed his dick to slip into her
hot mouth and rest against her tongue as his loveless words echoed in the
confusion of her mind. She was driven now not by her arousal, but by her
curiosity. How far would he go to satisfy his cold lust? To what extent would he
use her for debased sex - use her body, the body of the girl he professed to
love so much?
Now, with his darker-than-dark side emerging
fully, she thought about her relationship. Was this the man she really wanted to
marry? she wondered as his knob slipped further into her wet mouth. He'd always
been so kind, loving and gentle with her, making sweet love with her - not lust.
But now?
'Ah, that's good! You've a succulent mouth, a
fuckable mouth!' he gasped as his knob came to rest at the back of her
throat, his broad shaft absorbing the inner heat of her wet mouth. 'Suck it,
bitch. Wank me off and drink my come,' he cried as he leaned forward, resting
his weight on his hands, his heavy balls rolling in anticipation.
Barely believing the blunt demand, the
crudely uttered words of cold lust as she took her boyfriend's shaft in her
hand, she began her wanking movements. She was tempted to reveal her
feigned hypnotic state and expose him for the heartless pervert she now knew him
to be. 'Coming!' he gasped as she was about to pull his penis from her bloated
mouth and tell him what she thought of his loveless act, his cruel violation of
her naked body. But she wanted to learn more about his inner self. She'd put a
halt to the games. But not yet, she decided.
His sperm suddenly jetted from his throbbing
knob, filling her mouth, bathing her tongue as she wanked his rock-hard shaft.
To her surprise, her first ever taste of male come aroused her, sending
electrifying quivers of sex deep into her very core. Salty, creamy, she savoured
the taste and texture of the male liquid, only swallowing hard when her cheeks
had filled and she began to cough and splutter. Running her tongue over his
silky cock, she felt her clitoris throb, her vaginal lips swell around the
massive cucumber, her stretched pussy-hole ooze with her juices of lust.
'That's it, lap it all up - slave!' Barry
ordered as his flow stemmed. 'Swallow my spunk - tart! I'll fuck your mouth
every day now that I know your secret word. And I'll fuck your ass. That's
something I think about when I wank. You didn't know I wank, did you? Well, you
do now. I have to, you see. You're so bloody mean when it comes to your cunt,
your mouth, that I have to wank almost every day. But now you're my sex slave,
you can pleasure me on demand.'
Those words shocked her to the marrow. whaaaaat..
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