“This is Clarissa Love cuming all over your screen with the latest hit from the Pink Sand Drama Sensation Bound by Orgasm” Clarissa finishing up with the title in one take.
“Have you seen this before? I’m only asking because.. well it sucks cock” Angie was quick to put in her opinion butt was she right?
“I have been given the most confidence by the director that this year will be the best yet” Clarissa said while holding the door open for her bestie. “Oh bye the bye, nice ass.. Mmmmmmmmm” spanking her bestie’s booty as she walked by.
Taking the stage before the performance Clarissa started to walk backwards while speaking. “Tonight performance is going to be filled with..” tripping is always a hazard when filming.
Hearing the purr, feeling the touch as Clarissa found something to break her stumble.
“Now what have we here” was breathed into her ear. Silently slipping the straps over Clarissa’s hands. Running the corefalm gauntlets over the exposed nipple. “Mmm, someone is getting hard and that makes me very wet” the purr turned into a growl. Squeezing one breast and hearing the softest moan barely breach those full lips.
“Butt.. butt” unable to say anything else cuz these corefalmed hands had managed to take control without so much as a word.
“Mmm (the purring returned) perhaps” was all that was said. Feeling up a tight bum not only got her motor running butt gave the proper distraction.
“Butt, Ahh my.. my ass is being..” fighting back the first orgasm as a leather clad hand gripped Clarissa’s tit.
“You are sOoo..” still going for it even as her hand balled on a tit. “Now to seal the deal” as a loud strike echoed through out the coliseum.
“Oh shit..” feeling her hips respond without so much as a warning. “Your.. your.. OooOoooOoooo yesss” trying to get her hand to loosen up on Clarissa’s left tit seemed like a fools errand.
“Ok.. ok I want to..” trying to move her hands was a orgasm just waiting. The right arm tried to pull away, then the left. “What.. what is happening!” Clarissa screamed, terrified butt extremely wet.
With the heels stepping back the final straps where thrown.
Feeling hands as in more then one set. Each one clawing its way up from her heels. Tugging at anything that was cloth, pulling at any clothing that was in the way.
“No you.. you’ve got the wrong..” fighting back the urge to cum as Clarissa’s inner thighs was getting wet. Unable to hold back any more, “OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm..” Clarissa’s hips jutting forward as the last stitch of her skirt was ripped from her body.
“Wow, no panties” raced through the crowd of on looker’s.
Feeling where Clarissa’s feet where would only last as long as she felt it. Licking Clarissa’s boots, deep throating the heel. This mysterious beauty was clad in a corefalm mask which hid her identity.
“Wait if, if.. she can lick my boots then..” Clarissa looked down as the ground became the horizon. Fighting the spread of her own feet. “No you can’t, you Can’t.. not now not..” the buck from her hips only meant one thing. “Ooooh fuckkk OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm..” Clarissa cried out. Her breathing was becuming short and labored.
The hands did not stop with Clarissa’s skirt. They continued to work their way up. Clawing at anything that would cover the flesh. Pulling at any clothing, tearing at any cloth they might find.
“Please, Oh please don’t..” Clarissa began her plea to save herself from one more devastating orgasm butt the hands found their next item. “Don’t do me.. don’t do.. do” talking in a shuttering breath. “Fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” this orgasm hit just as Clarissa was at her weakest. Legs trying to close butt bound in the letter Y with straps lining up from her ankles to her thighs. Pulling with her arms butt unable to break the pillar of interacted lacing of more straps from her wrists to her upper arms.
Ripping her blouse off. No longer unbuttoning the mess that was Clarissa instead the back severed as a handle that was ripped and shredded as the pristine white blouse now lay in tatters on the stage.
“Oh my fuck, she has a black lace bra!” Raced through the crowd butt before it reached the far end the hands had found her last stitch of clothing. To see a bra get shredded by nothing else butt hands was a site to see. Butt to see them shred a bra off a human while sending her into ecstasy was a site all its own.
“No.. nOoo you can’..” butt it was to late for Clarissa.
The masked figure started to lick. Using small circles centered around Clarissa’s clit. Small circles with increasing pressure.
“No, no, nOoo yOoou can OooOoooOoooo” ripped through Clarissa’s body. Her hips now pumped in a rhythmic beat.
Switching so fast and sending Clarissa into a orgasmic down fall the tongue took one last stab in her asshole.
“Ooo.. fuc.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” this had caught Clarissa totally unaware butt her body had responded before Clarissa knew where the tongue had gone.
Gripping the circular bar that was over head. Pulling herself up even with her pussy still spasming. Taking a deep yet shallow breath. Closing her legs as she looked down. Her thighs were wet a small puddle of cum lay between her feet. Her stomach feeling like it has been in a race with her heart still trying to catch up.
Looking at Angie with a weak smile, “This is Clarissa Love cuming all over your screen..”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rhstip/wet_dreams_university_248_pink_sand_drama