>!A girl that I used to see a couple of years ago, lets call her Sam, had somewhat of an asphyxiation fetish. It was only what I would call mild, I think she liked the idea of it rather than actually losing her breathe so we never pushed it too far. But she obviously enjoyed it to a certain extent.
However, due to it developing as a fetish Sam would be extremely easy to turn on just by me cover her mouth with my hand, or grabbing her neck. We had deliberately trained this as a way to make her aroused by always rewarding her with orgasms after I did it. It reached the point that no matter what the situation if I did this to her she would immediately weaken at the knees and these sexual puppy dog eyes would overtake her face. When we were alone it would lead to her begging me to fuck her. I would also occasionally do this when we were in public, on a night out especially, which would immediately lead to her wanting to go home with me straight away.
One morning we were staying at her house (she was living with her mother at the time, parents divorced). We had woken up together and then went out to the kitchen for breakfast. We were sitting at the table after our food, casually having a coffee and chatting with her mother. Sam was seated at the table, joking around a little bit and started telling an embarrassing story about me. I was leaning on the counter next to her and while it was a harmless story I didnt really want her telling her mother about it. Instinctively, and not sexually at all, I reached forward and forcefull put my hand over Sams mouth to stop the words coming out. Her laughter faded so quickly, and she glanced up at me with those ‘fuck me’ eye. As I realised what was happening I pulled my hand away, considering her mom was across the table from her. No dont worry, this is not where the story into some epic threesome with her mother, nope, sorry.
Sam automatically went quiet after this interaction so I continued the small talk with her mom. Sam gulped down her coffee and stood up from the table, excusing both of us. Her mom said that she was going to do some housework and gardening, so we could join her later if we wanted. Sam headed straight for her bedroom.
When we got inside her bedroom, she closed the door and immediately kissed me, saying she was turned on. I grasped my hand over her mouth once again, telling her she was a naughty little slut (which she loved), her hands fumbling for my belt. We would normally avoid fucking when her mom was home, as we could be quite loud, however Sam had great boundaries with her mom – she would never come in without knocking and calling out.
Sam is short, around 5’2, with blonde wavy hair and a fair complexion with some light freckles across her face. She is a former gymnast and still has the body to show for it, strong thick thighs and a tight round booty, and tiny A cup itty bitty tittys. On this day she was wearing a simple tank top, and a short skirt. She always looked sexy without much effort.
As I rubbed my hand up her thigh she moaned in my ear about needing to be fucked. I needed no more encouragement. I picked her up and placed her down on the bed, on her back with her legs spread and up in the air. My hands went to work, one rubbing her already wet pussy, and the other feeling around her neck and chest. Within moments her pussy was soaking, my hand went straight over her mouth. Almost shaking, she fumbled around and finished pulling my erect cock out of my pants. I hiked her skirt up, right above her waist, pulled her panties to the side and entered smoothly inside her. Hooking her legs over my elbows as I did.
Trying to be quiet, I was moving forward with the longest, slowest thrusts of my life. With Sams legs now tightly wrapped around my waist, gripping me and grinding slowly with my motions she was completely loving it. My hand over her mouth was working wonders, she was on the cusp of struggling to breathe but thoroughly enjoying it, moaning into my hand and softly trying to bite. It was such a hot situation. Her pussy was coating my shaft in her juices, I could tell she was getting close.
Keeping one hand firmly over her mouth, the movement of my other hand up her body and gently wrapped around her throat sent her over the edge. She was bucking her hips on to me, and her legs began shaking with an orgasm. Hearing her moans coming through my hand, I grabbed the nearby pillow and pushed it onto her mouth. This extended her orgasms, as she loudly moaned into the pillow, trying to muffle it so her mom couldnt hear. This sent me over the edge too, with one final thrust I pumped her pink pussy full with a load of cum (completely unsafe, oops).
After we had both finished quivering I stepped back slightly, looking down at Sam. Exhausted eyes, biting the pillow, her skirt pulled up and panties to the side. My cum was running out of her and making a puddle on her skirt. It was a sight to behold, especially knowing that her mom was in the house somewhere and could have called out anytime. Still one of the best fucks I have had to this day.
I always wonder if her mom (who is also a bit of a milf btw) would have heard, but she would have for sure known because Sam come out wearing a different skirt and had rinsed off in the shower for a second time that day.!<
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