From passion to pain, part 7 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)

Ally’s lips felt stupendous, as she softly sucked on my balls. The hot water cascading down my back completed the sensation, heating up my entire body. I moaned in my throat, as my mind switched to autopilot, I bent down without thought, my hand grabbing Ally’s buxom bosom, causing her to moan around my balls. The vibrations on my nuts lit up the entirety of my existence, and I pawed almost frantically at Ally’s breasts, hoping to make her moan around me more. Her lips came off my balls with a small pop, breaking me out of my lusty daze. I was about to mumble a protest, but Ally hadn’t pulled off of me without a plan. She dipped down, her hand grabbing my erection, as her tongue snaked out to tentatively lick my anus. My knees nearly buckled as I realized I was now in heaven.

The sound of muffled slaps and loud moans filled the house, as I punished Ally for her latest bratty behavior. Only her ankles were restrained today, as I demanded she make up for two full days of teasing by continously pleasuring my cock. The multi-pronged leather switch came down on her pussy again, harder than before, causing her to whimper even as her eyes filled with fierce desire. The next hit was laid across her stomach, far lighter than the previous blow. However, the impact being in an unexpected location caused Ally to jump. I let go of the handle, leaving the whip lifeless on Ally’s slim stomach. I put my hands on either side of her head and pulled Ally in to an incredibly aggressive kiss, patiently waiting for her hands to get distracted from my dick. As soon as she reached out to reciprocate my kiss, I pulled away, replacing my lips with my cock with surprising speed. I was now kneeling around her chest and fucking her face. Ally coated my cock with spit as she made gagging sounds around it. Intent on making sure I wasn’t the only one who would orgasm from this position, I reached behind me and started playing with Ally’s nipples. I’m still not sure how she can cum from just nipple play. Honestly, I’m still not sure why masochists get off to pain, but I had no plans to stop until we were both riding the post orgasm high. It’s unclear how long we stayed in that strange dance, but I do know we spent the night in one another’s arms again.

I swear, if I keep this up they’re going to know me by name. Another trip to the sex shop – this time to pick up a special order item. I planned to pair it with something we had already enjoyed and another fairly common household item. While I was there, I picked up a collar and a leash – even though Ally would be wearing them, they were still more for me than her.

*disclaimer: these stories are based on actual events with my slut. She also insisted I add this disclaimer.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vm9ta7/from_passion_to_pain_part_7_mf_age_gap_bdsm