Swing with a side of Kink Part 2

His words made her insides all warm and fluttery. She didn’t feel capable of speaking. Her eyes rested on her husband again. Michelle making loud moaning sounds as he slurped and licked between her legs, tasting her and driving her towards her first of many orgasms of the night.

Her ass was still warm and buzzing from the paddling when he pushed her, making her put her feet on the floor or else tumble to the ground.

He stood in front of her and put one hand on her shoulder, gently but firmly pushing down until she dropped to her knees. He slowly unbuckled his belt and loosened his pants, letting them drop to the floor. She reached out and grabbed his warm, hard cock through his boxers.

She stroked it through the thin fabric with one hand while hooking the finger of her other under the elastic waistband, pulling them down and exposing his manhood. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and looked up at him, taking him into her mouth as she stared into his eyes.

She felt his hand cup the back of her head, guiding her deeper and deeper. She abandoned trying to keep eye contact and concentrated on taking as much of him into her mouth as she could without gagging. She used her lips and hand to maintain pressure, pushing her tongue hard against the underside of his cock, sliding the loose sheath of skin over the hardened rod.

She felt him thrusting, fucking himself in and out of her wet and willing mouth. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face and she was so turned on she dropped her hands to her sex and rubbed her clit in small, slow circles while he used her.

One of his hands pinched hard at her nipple, pulling the taut little flesh until she gasped, exhaling a small moan that was muffled by the hard dick in her mouth.

“Hey, we’re going to the bedroom. This couch isn’t good to fuck on.” She saw Tommy and Michelle, now naked, walking hand in hand towards the back of the house. “Come join us when you’re done in here.”

She looked up at him, his cock still more than half buried between her lips.

“Guess it’s just us now sweetie. Just me and you. A bad girl who cums without permission.”

He puts his hands under her armpits and lifts her until she is standing in front of him. He puts one hand in the center of her chest and pushes her until her back hits the wall. He takes both her wrists in one hand and pins them hard against the wall, raised over her head.

She mewls and spreads her legs, trying to grind herself against his thigh. His knee comes up and presses hard against her wet pussy, further pinning her to the wall. His free hand is at her throat, like a collar made of his fingers, tight and confining.

“I’m going to fuck you slut. Right against this fucking wall. And you better not cum. You better not even think about it. Not until I tell you that you can!”

She could hear erotic moaning sounds drifting from the other room and knew that Tommy was making Michelle feel good. From the sounds of it he was making her feel VERY good. They weren’t kidding when they said she was multiorgasmic.

She felt herself spun around, face pressed against the wall and his fingers entered her from behind, peeling away her outer lips and sinking into the velvety softness inside.

“Look at you”, he spoke into her ear, his breath warm against her delicate skin, “You love this don’t you? You’ve been wanting to be used like the little fuck doll that you are all week, haven’t you?”

“Yes. Oh yes, I WANT this.”

“You want this WHAT?” His hand tightened in her hair again, pulling her face away from the wall.

“I want this R. Oh fuck, I want this.”

“Put your hands on the wall above your head and don’t move. Spread your legs.”

He stepped away and she felt a rush of excitement and anxiety. She had no idea what he was doing. What else he might have in that bag of theirs.

He stepped up behind her again and slapped her on the ass with his bare hand.

“Reach back and spread yourself open. Show me what you want me to take.” She shivered and she reached back and took her ass cheeks in each and and spread herself open. She felt so vulnerable. So EXPOSED to him. She knew her puckered little asshole was opened wide and she could feel the dewy lips of her sex parted.

She jumped as she felt the tip of his finger BARELY touch her little pucker. He didn’t try to force it in (thank God! She wasn’t even lubed up!) but just teased it the tiniest bit.

“What a beautiful asshole you have my good girl. So sexy.” She could hear him tearing open the little fool packet of a condom and a moment later his hard presence was at her opening.

“Tell me”, he whispered, “tell me you want me inside of you.”

“Oh please R. Please fuck me. Please shove your cock inside of me. I’ve been waiting SO LONG!”

With one hard thrust, he stabbed into her, driving her hard against the wall. He took her wrists in his hands and pulled her backwards against him, using her arms to leverage her body and driving even deeper into her cozy little fold of flesh.

God it felt good to be filled up. To be stretched by the girth of him. Finally that itch was being scratched! She could feel her body responding and she knew that she was going to cum. Her body was RACING towards it and he thrust into her over and over.

His hands were rough. His hands were gentle. He pulled her hair and covered her ass in stinging slaps but he also caressed her body so gently and kissed her neck, her shoulders, nibbled on her earlobes. He whispered things to her she could only half remember. Some of them sweet. Some wickedly dirty.

And all the while she tried desperately not to cum. Not until she had permission. It was AGONY!

Her insides fluttered and the familiar pulse of her building orgasm consumed her. It’s slow but steady beating rhythm making her aware that she really had no control at all. Each thunderous beat of it making her hold her breath as the impending climax built momentum and amplitude. Each wave coming just a little quicker than the last, allowing her to exhale between the metronome of her body’s intensifying urge to milk his cock with her spasming cleft.

She tried to stop it, tried to push her mind away but though was nearly impossible. The surges kept coming harder and closer together. The ancient dance of mating, the contractions inside her swelling towards the inevitable.

His hand snaked around under her chin, gripping her throat tightly. He pulled her head back with a fistful of her hair and squeezed firmly around her throat.

His voice was hot and urgent in her ear. “Don’t you cum. Don’t you dare fucking cum yet.” He released her throat and dropped his hand to her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers and pulling it out away from her body, making her breast stretch. His fingers were painful and she went up onto her toes, making small whimpering sounds. He stopped right in the threshold between pleasure and pain, just below her limit, feeling her pussy GRIP hard on his shaft as her body reacted to what he was doing.

“You like that don’t you? You’re a little pain slut. A little subbie angel who loves to be used. To be fucked and spanked and forced to be a little sex object. A toy to be used. I can see you very clearly little girl. I can feel your little pussy grabbing me hard. SHE likes what I’m doing.”

Her orgasm RUSHED closer. Her breath stopped and she STRAINED with all of her might not to let it overtake her. She hovered on the edge and she felt him slow, barely moving inside her as she rocked on that cliff face, her balance precarious.

She reached up and grabbed her other nipple and pinched it as hard as she could stand it. She flew right over that pain and pleasure threshold and it felt like she was holding a lit match against the little hardened tip of her breast. She focussed on the pain, squeezing harder and harder until her orgasm receded, until she could breath agin.

She exhaled roughly and as she released her nipple the burn intensified, bringing tears to her eyes. But she was fiercely proud of herself. She hadn’t cum. It was a close thing. She had been a hairs breadth away from plunging over the abyss and cumming all over his hard cock. Had he began fucking her in earnest she would have had no chance at all.

“Good girl”, he stroked her hair, running fingers through it, “Very good girl. You almost lost it. But you didn’t. You’ve pleased me.”

It was silly. Stupid really, but she couldn’t deny the pleasure she felt at his praise.

He pulled out of her and her body felt empty and hollow. He spun her to face him and bent, putting his shoulder right next to her belly button. With a startled little scream, she found herself slung over his shoulder like a prize won at a carnival.

He carried her that way, a cave woman back to the cave, as he went to find his wife. How much more fun would it be to have her help him torment her without letting her orgasm?!?

Michelle was laying flat on her back and Tommy was between her legs, his fingers buried inside her as he sucked on her tiny clit. Her eyes were closed and she was making enough noise that there was no doubt that Tom was doing a good job.

Still slung over one shoulder, he announced their presence in the room with a solid slap on her ass, leaving behind a red handprint and an echoing, skin on skin sound that made both of their partners look up.

She found herself being lowered back down from his shoulder and her knees were on either side of Michelle’s face. This woman’s body stretched out away from her and she looked into her husband’s eyes as he continued licking and sucking between her legs.

She felt Michelle’s head come up off the bed and her tongue flicked against the wet and throbbing space between her own legs. She shuddered and bent down, pushing her husband away so she could taste and tease her waxed little pussy herself.

She pressed herself down, feeling those feminine lips plastered to her sex as they both tasted each other’s excitement. She reached around Michelle’s hips, grabbing her ass as she pushed her tongue inside her, feeling her big, soft tits pressed into her inner thighs.

Suddenly there was a cock in front of her face, Robert had positioned himself where Tommy had been. She lifted off of Michelle’s pussy and took him into her mouth. As she let him thrust inside her, she pressed the flat of her tongue hard against the underside of his shaft and at the same time pushed her lips into a hard little O around the shaft so when he pulled out it would rub the loose skin over his stiff member.

Michelle was still licking at her clit when she felt Tommy press himself into her from behind, filling her with his hot cock while she moaned from having a woman’s lips and tongue rocking her little button back and forth.

Robert pulled out of her mouth and positioned himself to enter his wife. She took his cock in her hand and helped him align it with his wife’s wet opening. She watched as the length of him sank into her slippery body. As he slowly stroked in and out of her, she leaned back down and started flicking her tongue across her clit. She could feel the vibration on her own clit as Michelle moaned and panted from the dual stimulation.

Tommy was holding her hips and burying himself deep inside her, stretching her and poking painfully against her uterus. She was so turned on that even that pain was making her ache in need.

Robert grabbed her by the hair again, pulling her face away from his wife’s clit and pulled out of her, his cock shiny and coated with her sweet nectar. He shoved his cock between her lips, filling her mouth with the taste of his wife’s wet pussy juice.

“Suck my cock. Clean it up you little slut. Be a good girl. Taste it all.” The words were driving her wild. She was peripherally aware that Tommy had pulled out of her and she could her the wet, slurping sounds as Michelle sucked the taste of her pussy off of her husband’s hard cock.

The hand in her hair made her take more and more of his shaft into her mouth. Then he pulled out, slapped her twice on the cheek with his wet prick and shoved it back into his wife’s hot little kitty.

Still with a hand full of her hair, he forced her face back against his wife’s little mound and she obediently started sucking on her clit again, amazed at the raw, kinky sexuality of this encounter.

Fuck! She couldn’t wait to cum. She felt Tommy at her opening again and when he started fucking her it was hard and deep. She could tell how turned on he was by the way he was fucking. His thrusts were primitive. Deep and demanding. Brutal.

She fucking loved it.

Again Robert pulled out of his wife’s dripping wet pussy and stuck his cock back in her mouth. This time he grabbed her hair in one hand and the back of her head with the other, thrusting into her mouth like he was still fucking his wife.

She struggled and fought the urge to gag as he fucked her face fast and hard, using her mouth like it was made to serve his throbbing member.

This time Tommy continued to fuck her, each hammering thrust pushing her forward, threatening to cause her to gag on another man’s cock. They each fucked her hard like they wanted to meet in the middle, fucking her like a rag doll from either end.

His hands left her head and gripped her hips, pushing her back harder against her husband’s painful thrusts. The motion made his cock drive deeper into her abused little hole and she could hear him panting as he fucked her hard.

Michelle’s mouth was still on her clit and she could feel her orgasm catching fire within her.

With an almost preternatural instinct, Robert saw her teeter on the edge of her orgasm and pulled her forward, Tommy’s cock slipping out of her completely.

His hand came down in a series of stinging, painful slaps on her ass. Her delicate skin turned a bright, tomato red and her orgasm fled.

He grabbed her hair roughly and brought her face up to his.

“Don’t you DARE cum! You didn’t ask permission!” One hand still in her hair he pulled her off of his wife.

Tommy looked at her for a moment, concerned about the rough play. She didn’t notice but when he led her to a chair and told her to lean over his lap, he could see her willingly obey and could tell she was highly turned on by Robert’s dominant play style.

Tommy turned his attention back to Michelle, grabbing a condom and preparing to fuck her. His aching cock needed to be inside her immediately.

“You almost came, didn’t you?!?” His voice was hard and accusatory. “I’ve been VERY clear about the rules. But you continue to be disobedient!” His hand left another stinging burn as he chastised her.

“Go get my paddle and bring it to me and then bend over my lap.” She scurried to obey, bringing back the leather paddle and bending back over his knees, presenting her reddened ass.

“I like your hand better.” No sooner were the words out that paddle cracked across her right cheek harder than anything he had done before. Her body arched up in a bow of heated pain followed by a cooling rush of adrenaline and endorphins as her body tried to soothe the pain.

“You don’t tell me what you like. What you like is immaterial. You take what I give you for punishment and reflect on obedience! I will NOT tell you again.” After that she tried to stay quiet as he paddled her ass again and again, it felt like her entire ass had gone numb from the stinging pain of the blows.

It may have been unbearable but he had slipped his other hand between her belly and his lap and he was gently rocking her clit in little strokes as he paddled her. The combined sensation of her burning ass and her aching pussy threatened to overwhelm her. Despite the spanking, she felt her orgasm approaching once again.

“Oh my God. Oh fuck. Oh-oh-oh”, she started shuddering as the warring sensations began building momentum on one another, “Oh fuck. Please. Please can I cum. Oh FUUUCCCKKK!!!”

He dropped the paddle and pressed harder against her clit while slipping two fingers from his other hand into her from behind, finger fucking her hard and mercilessly.

“Cum for me. Give me your fucking orgasm!”

Her orgasm kindled inside her, she felt that wave of euphoria as pleasure exploded deep inside her. Her brain flooded with chemical overload, synapsis firing in a staccato rhythm as her body bowed, spasming violently.

She shuttered, her legs kicking uncontrollably for several moments before her body slumped, limp and exhausted. Her breath rushed out of her in a contented sigh, her body languidly relaxed.

Her hair was being pulled and she as she floated in her post orgasmic bliss, a voice whispering in her ear, “Good girl, now suck my cock you little slut.”

Her mind purred as she opened her mouth for his cock. This couple is going to be amazing….

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/5awl56/swing_with_a_side_of_kink_part_2