We got back to her place and she got out of the car, coming around to my side and opening the door, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me with her. Fuck I was so turned on. The denied orgasm rushed through My body, making me ache. My mind was fogged, I wanted her so badly. I could tell she wanted me just as badly and knew I was in for such a treat.
She pushed me against the house door and started kissing me, hard, with such passion. Butterflies went to my stomach, erupting in a volcano of lust. She put her key in the door and turned it, opened the door with her lips still on mine and we walked into her house, shutting the door behind us. My shirt was off before we even walked through the door. I heard it rip apart but I didn't care at all.
"Mistress, you're making me ache so much, I need you to f-fuck me, please," I moaned. She laughed and pushed me onto her couch, ripping off my shorts to reveal just how wet I was. She got inbetween my legs, her hands holding my legs open, roughly grabbing my inner thighs, making me scream softly as there were still very fresh marks on them.
She started licking me and I immediately begged to cum, "I need to Mistress, I need to cum so badly!" She nodded, her mouth connected to me, flicking and sucking my clit, making it so easy for me to cum. I don't know how she made me cum so fast, I always thought I was difficult.
She didn't stop, and I moved my hands to try and shove her away from me, the pleasure getting so much, tears were coming to my eyes and my legs wouldn't stop shaking.
She growled and stood up, bringing her hand down hard on my sensitive clit, making me scream and close my legs tight. That stinging sensation she brought to my overly sensitive clit just made me want more. She grabbed the cuffs from the bag and secured them on my wrists, locking them into place and connecting them behind my back.
"Stay," she demanded and I nodded, obeying her. She was gone about a minute and when she came back she was wearing a strap on, and it was pretty big. Not gigantic, but to me it was huge. I gulped, "I-I don't know if that's going to fit." Somehow, I just knew she was going to fuck me so hard, and I was very tight. Drake wasn't very big and didn't fuck me often enough.
She laughed a sadistic laugh, making chills run down my spine, "I think you can handle it, kitten, you know the word to stop if you can't, yes?" I nodded, she would always respect and listen to my limits. "Now open your legs." I nodded and opened them, readying myself.
"M-Maybe we shouldn't on your nice suede couc-" she thrust into me so hard, stopping the sentence from coming out and a gasp took its place.
"You know, slut, your mouth should really only be used for licking, moaning, and screaming. You should keep the talking to a bare minimum." I screamed out, her voice, words, and the fact she started moving, made it all too much. She was right, I can handle this, I was so overly aroused that I think I could handle anything she gives me.
She held my legs to one side, making me even tighter than usual, my legs closed. I turned my head to the side and my eyes rolled back, the sound of my skin slapping against her skin as she thrust all the way into me echoed in the room, soon followed by my screams.
Marina laughed, "Cum for me, my slut," She said. As soon as she said that, I let go, not realizing I was so close. "Fuck!" I screamed as she didn't stop, just shoved herself deeper into me, making my legs spasm, my stomach continued convulsing, the cock filling me up more than ever before.
She spread my legs, making them go on either side of her. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head down, forcing me to watch as she pounded ruthlessly into me. It was so hot, so exhilarating, this was all new to me.
She started thrusting a short length but fast, right on my g-spot, and her thumb started rubbing my clit. Fuck, my first from last night was going to happen again. She started laughing, while I was mentally checked out. "Merde, cum for me. Oh, cum so hard."
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Marina
Romance(EXTREMELY SEXUAL, READ WITH CAUTION.) 18 year old Shelby becomes entranced by the seemingly flawless French Barista, who introduces her to the wonders of BDSM. But what will Shelby think when she realizes exactly who Marina is.