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Really nailing her…

chair-fucking

“open…”

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That shoe look right for a “fuck-scene”?

“…yes…I am a cock-slut. ::smile:: yes I am YOUR cock-slut. I am nothing without your cock...I ache for it. yes I do…I love this cock more than god…more than my mother and father - my family…I feel peace only when I can hold your cock, Sir.

You needn’t fuck me, or buy me anything…I just need…to be able to hold and suck this cock…and swallow as much cum as I can milk from you my Sir. That’s all I ask of life.

Yes…my lover, my Sir…I will ALWAYS be your cock-whoreuntil I die”.

love…

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He was terribly cavalier about her, about most things. He found her one night at a party. She immediately took possession of his time, and was rather the scene fawning over him without embarrassment. At one point, both sitting while he nursed a drink, she leaned full on him, her hand down the waist of her short skirt, pleasuring herself with eyes closed, her hand on his thigh. He made no move to stop her.

She went home with him that night…and never left. She’d become another of his things immediately. She was more than submissive, slave-like in her desire to attend to him asking nothing in return. Sexually, he found there was nothing he could not do to, or with her. She referred to herself as a pain-slut, and she certainly was that. She cooked, kept his large condo immaculate, ran all errands, and proved an admirable masseuse. An outstanding attribute was seeming lack of a gag-reflex. He was able to “skull-fuck” her in the most violent fashion, pleasing himself largely without regard for his brutal attacks on her body.

Her greatest pleasure it seemed, was sucking his cock, at her own pace, with hands in lap. She was very good. She made wonderful noises and could manage to get him, fully tumescent, well into her throat making “fellatio” quite an art. When he was about to climax, her hands flew to his erection and scrotum working wonders, teaching him there was a shorter, much more intense orgasm he could achieve, immediately following ejaculation. He was stunned by this.He became quite proficient.

He found he could bring a lover home and his ‘thing’ would disappear somewhere into the large three-bedroom condo. Reappearing only the next morning, after his female company had left.

While she was busy with him in her mouth, on her knees, enjoying her ‘treat’, he found softly stroking her hair made her climax, again and again, while remaining true and steady with mouth. He found it very calming to…

pet her. They were…very happy.

She’s so very owned…

“HA!…you like this don’t you? I TOLD YOU…I’m not short…I’m FUN SIZED!”

Being 5’6” and 110 lbs., her size, and violent orgasms, seemed hell-of-a-surprising match. She was terribly uninhibited, had wonderful mind/body connects, and was easy for her to adjust her cumming from a low-grumbling simmer…until ready when she would unleash the most frantic, protracted and loudest orgasms imaginable. 

She felt him hitting her with less force each time. His body felt hot against the leg he was holding, but she had been cumming in waves, ebb & flow for a while now.

“C’mon you pig…work that cunt for your Lord!”

Oh…really”, she thought. “Lord, indeed”.

OH BABY…Please…DO ME LIKE MY DADDY USED TO!

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Since she was late teens the fascination was there. It grew into what she called a ‘fetish’. Now it’s an obsession she embraces, it consumes her...and she feels it most keenly when on her knees, pressing a cock to her cheek - long moments pass.

Should ‘he’ play with her trance-like connection, pulling his cock from her face…like a child she squeals ,“Nooo…nooo, PLEASE???” If teased too long, she’ll double-over and sob. When the cock is returned, she presses it tightly, desperately to her face, and is lost again. Stunning.

She moves it about her face, kissing the cock-flesh, making small pleasure noises, brushing her dry lips against it while she feels something inside come alive and she feels so on fire and happy at once. It’s stunning to watch, erotic and quite the ritual. Male OR female will surely be aroused, should the opportunity to observe ever be available, as she attends lovingly to her need.it’s what gets her off, soaks her, gets her frantic:

she worships cock.