Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Elizabeth
Fuck! The trail of mouth apon me was distracting me super badly. Fingers found his hair and held him to me as body arched under the hot trailing mouth. I was losing control, I could feel my body awakening, shaking a little in response as arousal was clawing it's eager head up.. DON'T attack him!
"Take it off?" Fogged mind, a quick nod of permission, half hearing him as heart pounded and blood sped through my system, as did his. What had he said about his pants?! Why would he want to be nearly naked near me right now!? Was he trying to get raped! I could almost taste the sweet coppery flavor of him washing cross my tongue, teasing taste buds, awakening the beast within in more ways than one.
Wait.. Can you rape a guy?? Can you rape the willing!
A bubble of laughter rose but was bit back, grinning wider instead. "Yeah, take it off.." ended in a predatory growl of pleasure, much like a large feline of Africa might make when eyeing it's next meal.
CAN'T have sex with him!
His body wasn't bad at all, large and well built. Eyes fell to his boxers and crotch. His cock felt pleasing in size, not too large or small.. Dare I touch and see for myself? Wouldn't that be pushing this a little TOO far? But he was losing control, the more of me he saw, the less he paid attention to anything else around him. A good thing, except I too was losing focus on those pesky rules and focusing more on what I wanted instead.
The look in his eyes, expression on his face was making me squirm, restless of body and mind. I wanted to give him what it was he wanted most, and fighting that off was becoming less and less important.
Hopefully his dad did NOT walk in on us.
"The hook is in the front." An offer, let him decide if he wanted to see more flesh or not. But by the look on his face, I wasn't too sure he knew what I meant or if he heard me? Wait! He's a guy, he sure as shit had to know what I meant by that. Fingers reached up between breasts and unhooked the small clasp. my hands keeping it from slipping completely off of each breast, I watched him instead, waiting.
Fuck! The trail of mouth apon me was distracting me super badly. Fingers found his hair and held him to me as body arched under the hot trailing mouth. I was losing control, I could feel my body awakening, shaking a little in response as arousal was clawing it's eager head up.. DON'T attack him!
"Take it off?" Fogged mind, a quick nod of permission, half hearing him as heart pounded and blood sped through my system, as did his. What had he said about his pants?! Why would he want to be nearly naked near me right now!? Was he trying to get raped! I could almost taste the sweet coppery flavor of him washing cross my tongue, teasing taste buds, awakening the beast within in more ways than one.
Wait.. Can you rape a guy?? Can you rape the willing!
A bubble of laughter rose but was bit back, grinning wider instead. "Yeah, take it off.." ended in a predatory growl of pleasure, much like a large feline of Africa might make when eyeing it's next meal.
CAN'T have sex with him!
His body wasn't bad at all, large and well built. Eyes fell to his boxers and crotch. His cock felt pleasing in size, not too large or small.. Dare I touch and see for myself? Wouldn't that be pushing this a little TOO far? But he was losing control, the more of me he saw, the less he paid attention to anything else around him. A good thing, except I too was losing focus on those pesky rules and focusing more on what I wanted instead.
The look in his eyes, expression on his face was making me squirm, restless of body and mind. I wanted to give him what it was he wanted most, and fighting that off was becoming less and less important.
Hopefully his dad did NOT walk in on us.
"The hook is in the front." An offer, let him decide if he wanted to see more flesh or not. But by the look on his face, I wasn't too sure he knew what I meant or if he heard me? Wait! He's a guy, he sure as shit had to know what I meant by that. Fingers reached up between breasts and unhooked the small clasp. my hands keeping it from slipping completely off of each breast, I watched him instead, waiting.