Kinky Girls Do ~ Bundle One Read Free

within
her.
    She tried to pull her arms down to pull him in, but
couldn't move. The buckle of the belt scraped the back of her hand,
only heightening the moment as she squirmed, trying to coax him
deeper. His chest hair tickling her breasts, she whimpered her
need, unable to speak for the riot of emotions clouding her
thoughts. She was afraid of just what she would say, so she held
silent.
    His eyes lit with a fire, he moved slowly, thrusting
into her, holding his body from crushing her. Immobilized, she
could only lay there, waiting with anticipation for the
down-stroke, and trying not to gasp in dismay as he pulled
back.
    Her legs had long since gone numb and become useless,
lying limp over his shoulders as he pumped his cock in and out, the
sheer strength of his body amazing to her.
    Yvette could feel her body building to an orgasm, her
pussy clamping on him like a vice.
    "That's it, baby," he groaned, sensitive to the least
little flutter of her muscles. She knew he could feel her legs
tightening, the muscles rippling along his arms. Each flutter of
her pussy had to feel like the sweetest of caresses along his
cock.
    "Come for me. You're mine, Yvette. Mine, baby."
    "Yes!" she agreed.
    Pumping hard, his body jostling hers, Brett worked
them both to euphoria. Wrapping her hands around the remaining
length of the leather belt, she hung on tight as she reveled in the
force of his thrusts. She could feel his heart racing against her
inner thigh.
    Unable to move, she couldn't shift away from the
approaching orgasm; all she could do was welcome it. Closing her
eyes, she tightened her body around his and reveled in the
explosion of sensation as her other senses compensated. As the rush
descended upon her, every nerve ending feeling like a current of
low volt electricity was pouring into it, she screamed out his
name. Thrashing her head from side to side, one of the few
movements she could make, she let the climax enfold her, holding
her within its sweet embrace.
    She could dimly hear Brett's harsh groan before he
dropped his head to the pillow next to hers, always carefully to
hold his body up. The strain on her legs suddenly went away as he
rolled to her side. With a soft moan, she stretched out, her toes
curling as the last wisps of pleasure slipped away. Opening her
eyes, she watched his arms shake with the force of his climax.
    As his eyelids flickered open, and he turned his head
so that his gaze met hers, a lazy grin crossed his face. "Damn,
baby, I love you."
    "Mmmm," she managed, then pursed her lips for his
kiss. As their lips touched, a zing of need rushed down to her
clit. His tongue swept past her lips, mating with hers as his hands
worked at the knot above their heads.
     
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A FEAST FOR THE SENSES
     
     
    Lisa lay spread out on the kitchen island,
her legs dangling from the knee down, the rest of her body
supported by the marble surface. Squirming slightly, she readjusted
her shoulders and neck without dislodging the layer of plastic wrap
that was carefully placed over her naked body and draped around
her.
    She could hear the buzz of conversations
going on all throughout the room, the sudden booms of laughter as
someone reacted to a joke, the polite nonsense that everyone was
speaking as they milled about the room, mingling with each other.
Her lover held several such parties a year, always inviting like
minded individuals, those that liked to dabble in power-plays, that
got a thrill out of playing D/s games, and those that lived the
lifestyle full time.
    Last year, she had spent the whole evening
clad in a fishnet body suit, her body covered from just under her
chin to her wrists, all the way to her ankles, yet flagrantly bare,
save for a strip of leather around her waist that draped between
her legs, holding the twin dildos trapped inside of her body.
    This year, Mark had warned her he had other
plans for her than acting as his hostess, but Lisa hadn’t imagined
he would be so decadent. Her body