His kiss was possessive and almost jealous in nature, but Selena didn’t mind. She was just pleased to know that now, every inch of her was going to have the right to feel a sensation that she had denied herself for far too long.
Even though she was nervous about what was going to happen, she also knew that no matter what, she never wanted it to stop.
In addition to the seductive, lustful kiss, Selena also felt the constant tease of Axel’s talented hands against her breasts. He stroked them and kneaded them with appropriate, skillful measure which caused her already aching, rosy nipple to begin hardening, even before his touch paid it any mind. However, when it did, first with a slight flick of his thumb, just before it was grasped between his thumb and his finger, to be rolled lightly, until it protruded, she felt a wetness forming between her legs and a groan of ecstasy culminating in her throat.
The knowledge that even when she opened her eyes, she still had to rely on her other senses in order to help her figure out what was going on, which only elevated the experience she was being exposed to made the whole erotic theme better.
Her loins were so oiled and so enthralled, that by the time the man she assumed was Trayvon even grasped at her legs, she felt ready to squirt her love juices at him. She groaned as she felt his hands carefully raise up the crest of her thighs, only to curve down between them and pull her legs apart. She screamed when she felt the cool air tingle against her moist, womanly mound of curls, but just as she had thought, the sound was swallowed, almost entirely by Heath’s intoxicating tongue.
Her hands grasped at Heath, because she felt as though she needed to do something and they traveled down the bumpy terrain of his abdomen, before she finally reached his manhood. She grasped onto it carefully and now it was him, who moaned voicelessly.
When he did so, encouraged, she grasped him more fully and pressed herself closer to him, just before she felt her body be pulled back into the chair by the hands fondling her breasts, while hands grasped her legs and pulled them farther apart, holding them securely before she felt hair and a face stuff itself between them, just before another tongue breached her female cleft and began to search for her clitoris.
In a matter of moments, he found it and when he did, Selena screamed and writhed, almost violently, but the men were easy to subdue her, before she broke through any of the passion that caused the jolt.
As more emotion than she ever imagined she was capable of feeling encased her, she began to whine behind Heath’s touch and wriggle with excitement. Yet, the men knew how to apply just the right amount of pressure, to keep her enjoying herself, instead of flopping onto the floor.
Between the sensations her mouth and breasts were feeling, in addition to the swirling motion that was taking place around her clitoris, she felt that she might just implode.
Oh God… She thought. The body isn’t supposed to feel all of this at once…Oh God…Is this normal?
However, after a few more frantic thoughts, she decided that it didn’t really matter much and therefore, she was ready to enter into a world of excitement.
Just as though they could feel her body ask for more she felt Trayvon stop circling her clitoris carefully with his tongue and pulled himself back, while all three men started to pull her up, off of the chair.
When Heath pulled his lips back from her mouth, her body gasped for air that she had no idea she was missing, as she felt her body being lifted. Once again, an excited nervousness took hold of her, but it took a moment before she could speak.
Yet, even when she found that she could talk without gasping for any more air than was necessary, she opted to groan, realizing that the only touch she still had, which was making her feel excited was the hands that encased her breasts.
While she was still in the air, being carried with ease by the men, she heard her voice ask, “What are you doing?”
“Shhh….” She heard Trayvon’s voice say to her again, right before she felt her naked body be lowered into an upright position. She was then led to be bent over the desk that was in front of her. She felt her hands spread apart against the smooth, cool wood, right before she felt a hand swat her behind.
She yelled out, but then giggled when the slight amount of pain she felt ignited into a bolt of pure and unyielding pleasure.
Still blindfolded, she only heard the three of them behind her, which intensified the excitement, before another swat released it. This one, she could tell from her sensitivity to touch, was definitely a different hand. She then felt her legs be spread apart, as a hand began to massage her clitoris again.
She heaved a heavy breath, which was finished by a groan of passion, while another hand swatted her behind again.
Then, she felt herself be pulled back up by her shoulders, while another set of hands grasped her breasts and pulled her back, into their naked, throbbing bodies.
“Are you ready?” Axel asked of her, keeping her ear close to his mouth.
She moaned as she felt her body twitch with excitement as she nodded her head and Axel kissed her ear.
“Good…Good girl,” he answered in his gravelly voice, before he willed her back into a bent position, over the desk.
However, now, instead of feeling just the cool wood, her hands met a steaming hot body, sitting in front of her on the desk.
Just before her head was bent, enough to introduce her lips to the aching shaft that was standing erect, ready for her sexual consumption she heard the crowd scream, hoot and holler excitedly, but when the hard, yet gentle flesh drove its way past her lips and she opened her mouth to receive it, the men were once again, all-encompassing. She groaned as she felt the growing arousal fill her mouth and slide eagerly down her throat, before she pulled back out, only to ease it back into her mouth again, enjoying the fullness of him and the excitement that it was giving her.
After a few strokes, she then felt Axel take her breasts in his hands again, while he continued to stimulate her now swollen, hardened breasts, while she felt Trayvon pull her back, into his own package, before he reached his hand through her split legs and began to run his two fingers up and down the entrance to her femininity.
She screamed and plunged Heath deeper down her throat, which was naturally accommodating for his impressive size, while Trayvon pierced the veil of her womanliness and began to play with her again, in a fashion that made her feel weak in the knees.
However, the men did not allow her to give in. They held her up securely, while she continued to move up and down on Heath.
Eventually, she grew brave enough to take the rest of Heath into her hands and massage him, which made Heath yell out and begin to breathe loud and heavy.
This pleased Selena and as she continued to get the hang of what she was doing, she felt Trayvon use his free hand to insert two fingers into her virgin body, causing a brief moment of pain, before an explosion of excitement. All the while, Trayvon continued to flirt with her clitoris, which made the feeling of him inside of her even greater.
She screamed, which turned into a groan halfway through and she intensified the speed which she took Heath into her mouth.
Soon enough, her rhythm was able to emulate that of the fingers that continued to ease in and out of her.
The sexual tension built inside of her, as she groaned and moaned, while her body trembled with exhilaration and eventually, all of that tension did explode.
With one final thrust downwards, she felt Heath’s molten love expostulate into her mouth, making her proud. She ran her lips up and down a few more times, in order to help the tremors, which came after the initial earthquake of passion, to find a home, while she heard Heath breathe ragged breaths.
Then, Trayvon took his hands back and she was pulled off of Heath before she too was allowed to enjoy the feeling of reaching her climax.
Still, she swallowed hard, just as she was turned around and eased onto the desk again, but this time, with her back against the wood, which was no longer so cool anymore. Yet, she didn’t
care. The only concern in her sex-fueled mind right now was the wonderment of what they were going to do to her next; however she knew that with patience, she had received great things and therefore, she was willing to keep her eyes blinded, so that she would be surprised by whatever or whoever came next.
Every part of her body was convulsing and she felt as though, if they did not allow her to finish, she would surely be put into some sort of shocked state, from all of the excitement they were providing her with. Every inch of Selena felt alive as she felt her head be eased against the wood, while her legs were hanging over the side of the desk. Immediately, her legs were spread apart again. Trayvon carefully split the lips of her womanliness apart with his thumbs before taking care in massaging it in a way that made her writhe excitedly.
“Oh God…Please…Please…” She moaned, feeling a longing to have him finally enter her. The desire was now so great that she actually felt pain with every throb of her loins.
At first, she felt the fresh hands of Heath as they graced her body, tickling it lightly, before he bent over and she felt his tongue run the length of her belly-button, all the way up to her breasts.
She shivered and giggled, being able to feel every bump on his tongue, as well as every brush of his touch.
Selena then felt the desk move slightly, before her head was moved to the opposite side of Heath. Almost immediately, she felt the kiss of Axel’s virile manhood press against her lips. Once again, she opened her mouth to receive him and he helped to ease her onto him. While she thrust back and forth, she felt him pulse with excitement.
Once the two of them had gotten into a rhythm, she finally felt the brush of Trayvon’s sex as it rubbed eagerly against her still parted lips.
She groaned behind Axel’s manliness and continued to writhe with anticipation and unbridled passion until finally, she felt him impale her deeply, while Axel pulled her mouth closer, in order to help her plunge him farther down her throat.
She opened her mouth to scream with ecstasy, having finally been given exactly what she has been begging for, but the noise fell short. Still, it wasn’t any less satisfying.
The two men, who continued to skewer her with their man meat, back and forth emphatically caused her to whimper with intense pleasure at every move they made.
Once they were in place, however, she felt Heath grasp at her breast and bring it into his mouth, causing yet another round of screaming.
The four of them quickly settled into a strange, but constant flow of desire, which quickly escalated into an unforgettable finish.
After the thrusts had gone on for a little while, back and forth in the same manner, between the two men, Axel suddenly began to speed up. He pulled and pushed Selena eagerly as his breath also heightened and soon enough, with a groan, he abandoned himself to pleasure.
This seemed to set off a chain reaction, because as soon as Selena felt his explosion of bliss, right after her moment to breathe unhindered, she felt Trayvon speed up as well, until in an instant, he was able to become consumed by glorious waves of euphoria which quickly spilled inside of Selena, filling every crevice of her womanhood and making her scream out intensely.
Breath was on more as her breasts reacted to the finalization of her splendor. She whined and heard the crowd scream in excitement.
This made her scream louder, until her breath was once again held captive, this time by her own excitement and she heaved, thrusting herself into him eagerly, until finally, she felt the onslaught of a blinding, overbearing and wonderfully erotic release.
When Selena was finished, even before the convulsions of her own passion-fueled tremors subsided, she could hear the roar of the crowd as they clapped and stomped their feet, giving a glorious standing ovation.
Then, as the men backed off of her, she gasped and sat up, pulling the blindfold down around her neck, just in time to see the lights go up on the audience.
It was then that Selena realized that in addition to the audience, she herself could not get enough and she wondered what it was that could have been that had kept her away from this feeling of accomplishment and primitive bliss for such a long time.
Now, whatever it was, seemed to be just a distant memory.
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 5
Madison stared at herself in the full length mirror of her college dorm. In her right hand she held an old photograph from her senior year at high school. How things had changed. Gone were the braces that she had always detested. Gone were those denim dungarees that she wore day in and day out. Her brown, greasy, uncared for hair had been transformed into radiant, luscious curls that meandered down her back. Her body, which was once shapeless and concealed by her unorthodox personal clothing taste, was now on display through an expensive black dress. Her body curved in just the right way, firm and tapered as she half-turned from left to right to take in the full view. Her brown eyes matched her hair, her teeth glistening and perfectly shaped after years of metallic confinement. Things were about to change now and she knew it. For years, her Mother had pestered her about boys, and dates, and relationships. But Madison never had any of those things. For one, she never presented herself as someone who sought those things and on top of that, she had always found contentment in her books. After all, it was those seemingly endless hours reading, writing and re-writing that had earned her a place at Pickatow State to begin her law degree. A couple of years down the road now and things were beginning to feel a bit stale for Madison. Sure, she was achieving her top grades but all of a sudden that just didn’t seem like enough to fill the void in her life. The person that looked back at her now was not the one that looked back at her just a few years ago.
Brad, Cody and Ryan were the last three members of the all-conquering Pickatow State senior football team remaining in the locker rooms after their game. Just like every other day. Brad was the quarter back, the number one attraction, soon to be number one draft pick in the N.F.L. and the king dick of Pickatow State. He stood staring at himself in the locker room mirror wearing only a pair of black boxers as he applied moisturiser to his rugged face. To his left, Cody towelled off, standing stark naked as he dried his blonde locks. A tall specimen of a wide receiver, for whom life was looking pretty good for at that point in time. He stepped into his tight, orange boxer briefs and sent a message to his recently acquired “girlfriend” to tell her that he would soon be back at his dorm and to lie in wait for him. The term girlfriend would have to be applied lightly to Cody as he never felt any source of remorse after a one night stand following a night out with the boys. Ryan was the smallest of the three but had an exceptional physique. Short, but loaded with muscle, he was the number one running back on the roster and another who was destined for stardom in the N.F.L. Just as the boys were finishing their preparations, Coach Harrison entered, ready to lock up. But he had an issue to discuss first.
“We’ve got a serious problem on our hands boys. This is the last time I’m going to say this. I’ve been covering your asses for long enough now. Either you all raise your grades to the standard required under the terms of your scholarships or you won’t be finishing out this year here as students at Pickatow State. As dull as you all may be, I’m sure you can figure out that means you won’t be members of the Pickatow State football team and you’ll cost yourselves and more importantly me, a place in history.”
“Don’t worry about it Coach, we gotta plan”, Cody laughed as the boys left the locker room door swinging behind them.
The boys moved straight to the top of the line at Le Nuit nightclub, one of the most prestigious nightclubs in the state, where they frequented after every important game. They smiled and nodded at the security as they walked straight through, the murmuring and whispering of the common folk echoing from the long line of hopefuls. Once inside, they moved straight to the bar and order a round of drinks for themselves and the legion of hot young women who had followed them upon t
heir arrival. They raised their glasses simultaneously and toasted themselves before draining the contents and moving towards the dance floor. The competition began immediately. Swarms of gorgeous young pretenders of females started to vie for the attention of either of the three boys. As if inspecting lots at an auction, they moved in and teased their potential merchandise, before snapping the carrot away from their lustful eyes and moving to another prospective candidate. Young, firm bodies began to grind against each other. This continued for almost an hour until they were happy that they had made the right choice. They moved from the dance floor to some chic leather coaches to talk the three beautiful women out of the club and out of their clothes. Having been in the club for less than ninety minutes, they were gone. Less than ten minutes after that, Brad was turning the key in the door of the five star hotel room that they would all share that night.
In one king sized bed, they had their way with the three young women. Brad worked at the head of the bed. With the petite young brunette’s ankles draped on his shoulders and clinging for dear life behind his neck, he thrust into her powerfully as she moaned with a mixture of agony and ecstasy. Further down the unnecessarily large bed, Cody worked his possession over from behind. The tall young woman buried her face into the mattress in a feeble attempt to curtail her moans, as the college stud pounded into her with relentless authority. He grabbed the back of her shoulder length brown her and raised her head from the depths of the mattress for his friend’s to admire the results of his work. He turned to his left and winked at Ryan, who was taking an altogether more relaxed approach. He lay on his back, legs spread wide with his hands supporting his own head and neck while his young accomplice bounced feverishly on his hard cock. Taking his hands to her hips frequently to adjust her positioning or encourage a subtle increase or decrease in speed. The young studs continued their permitted assaults for what felt like an eternity to their short-terms lovers, who each collapsed to the mattress as the clock scraped past 4am.
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