True Sex Stories: Fessee Mauvaise

His strong hands do all the work, but his voice makes her come on command.

The room and all it's contents but her are diffused within my vision. The heat of her small body warms me as she lies next to me, naked and exposed; looking up at me with her sin colored eyes and I drown within the faint scent of cocoa butter and her saccharine smile.

Her small, naked body nestles against my larger, broader one as I hold her within my arm, my desire, my control... Shoulder, bicep, forearm, and hand bracketing her as she submits to my wanton whims: splaying her flat upon the bedding, pulling her body into me as I penetrate her with my eyes.

My large, strong hand glides over the womanly terrain of her body, teasing her breasts as I squeeze them hard enough to destroy pulpy fruit, and yet, she only moans in response as her taunt tummy ripples and she rocks her hips, lifting her cunt as though fucking an invisible lover. She will be bruised and will delight in the marks...

I squeeze and release each of her breasts in turn, hard, before moving my hand over the flat plain of her stomach and to the small square of carefully trimmed thatch below. Her breath is now rapid and heated as it escapes her glistening lips and she watches as my hand pushes her raised thighs apart and ascend a sleek leg.

She parts her thighs further and lifts her soft, swollen cunt for me. I sense her anticipation, feel her tension, as she prepares for what is coming, her pussy spanking. I smirk to myself as I toy with her, trailing the pads of my fingers over thighs, her cunt, her ever greedy and goading clitoris.

I cup my fingers, then gently swat her, enjoying the feel, the sensation, of her moist cunt kissing to my hand and of her neatly Frenched pubic hair against my palm. Then I do it again, and again, slowly lifting my hand into the air for dramatic effect before slashing it down against her increasingly wet pussy - slapping, smacking, swatting it... spurred on by her moans and the way she is now thrusting up to meet the blows as I pummel "my" pussy.

Her moans become whimpers as she pleads to orgasm. I ignore her until her pleading turns to whispered begging, then louder as her need for release grows.

"Cum! Now!" I demand.

Cum she does, shuddering and mewling, her eyes squeezed shut, her wet, glistening mouth wide open, her pretty little head lolling back as her hair washes over the bedding like a wave.

I hold my hand against her hot sex, grinding my fingers in unison against her, her swollen cunt glistening from her wetness as she lies next to me, panting, within my arms.

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