Tag: Bondage

“This is Clarissa Love cuming all over your screen..” Clarissa was lost in thought. About herself and the outfit she wore. About the way she held the microphone. About her hair, was it the correct length, color, her bangs were they poufy enough.
“You a little bit nervous” smiled this petite girl. “Cuz I am, I mean this is only journalism right what could go right” stopping herself before breathing another word about the nightmare she hosted. “Names Debbie by the way and I hope.. yeh I hope..” Debbie was trying to say something butt something was in the way between her and the rest of the sentence.
Clarissa refocused, sucking the cum from her fingers. “Wait were did this.. cum from” thinking as her tongue lashed out. Wrapping itself around her middle finger. “Mmm, I love the taste of cum! Of how it is so sticky.. of how the sweetness can and will always..” Clarissa sucked in a tit. Biting the nipple, tweaking the areola as her tongue battered at the very head of the nipple.
“Ooo.. Ooo.. I.. can.. breath.. OooOoooOoooo” Debbie was trying to breath, trying to be cordial butt the biggest orgasm was just wanting. She could feel it. “Please.. ple..e keep … Ohmifuck” rocking her hips. Dragging her clit on the fingers that were banging her. Shuttering from so deep inside.
“If one thing is out of place.. my tone Oh.. I hope my tone was reporter quality” licking Debbie’s neck, pulling on her tit. “Everything is going to be okay.. I’m here early” Clarissa’s eyes shifting to the clock on the wall.
“No, no do.. OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” Debbie’s legs ripping the restraint of her panties despite her slender build. Now spread eagle, panting while still perched on, “What was her name.. she didn’t give OooOoooOoooo..” Butt being interrupted by the after shock of the greatest orgasm in history of orgasms by.. “Clarissa, that is her name Clarissa Lov.. Oh Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” Debbie’s body now quaked. With the feel of more orgasms being stacked on top of one another.
“Did I check my hair.. to see if I had any split ends or” nibbling on Debbie’s left ear lobe. Shoving all four fingers into Debbie’s mouth. “Everything is going to workout.. after all you are Clarissa Love.. did I give my name at the beginning and end or only at the end!?” Still surprised that everybody could not hear what she was thinking.
Choking over the width of four fingers shoved in her mouth. Even though not that wide there depth was getting impressive. “OooOoooOoooo yes.. I can talk Mmmmmmmmm..” straining as two fingers pierced her over worked pussy. Thrusting her hips forward that the slightest gust of wind that tortured her clit. “Ooo my fuckkk.. no, no, yesss” Clarissa’s thumb was now a player. Mashing Debbie’s hard little clit while letting loose with the next orgasm. Humping the two fingers that had filled her pussy, using her own hands to pull on her tits. “Yes, small butt.. butt Ooo Mmm Ooh.. fuckkk” the mystery of why only two where being used put Debbie into orbit.
“Yes everything has.. Ooo my fuckkk, what about my.. my cum!” Clarissa had found a flaw in her performance. Flexing her fingers as the extra two found a unused hole to help entice.
Reaching for anything to cling onto cause one finger in her asshole always did the trick butt today two will stretch out her limits. “Ooh my fuckkk..” at least that was what she wanted to say butt seeing as how she, Debbie was a panting mess of orgasmic juice’s. “OooOoooOoooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” pumping her hips. Dragging her clit from in between the thumb and the pointer finger, pounding her barely there ass to a pinkie and ring finger while her breath had left her body long, long ago. “Yesssssssss.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh Mmm fuckkk” Debbie spoke without words.
The click of heels on tile, the hiss of the double doors. The low hum of a Vibratab, “Clarissa, Clarissa Love” could have echoed thought out that small waiting room said the female voice butt the tap told the interporn that she was here.
Walking to the doors, Clarissa’s back to that creamy mess on the couch. Even as she approached the female had already started down the hall. Giving one last glance back. “Good luck Debbie” kissing the peace sign just a heartbeat before flashing it to that cuming mess on the couch that went by the name Debbie.

“The world’s greatest new reporter is admiring chops” Clarissa jokingly whispered to herself. Shuffling through Jewels fresh meat section, looking butt still not finding the cut she was looking for.
“Can I help you” came the smooth voice of Tony DaBone. “Yeah, this is always the hard part.. halfing to take my eyes off the prize so I can” if his cock was not hard enough already watching Clarissa ass as was partially bent over the meat locker. “So I can ask.. excuse me ma’am butt, butt” getting tongue tied by peering beyond that blonde curtain.
“Maybe you can h..” speaking before making eye contact was always a bad thing. Butt in this case it made Clarissa feel like she was on her knees, tit’s down while three fingers where sinking deep in her pussy. “Hump me” continuing without loosing her beat.. Course things might have been smoother if she was not playing with herself at the sight of him and his cock that clearly needed some help of its own.
“Yes ma’am I am the butcher and would be willing to take you behind the..” Tony realized what he was saying and hesitated. Here was this blonde bombshell asking for help and all he could think of is slipping his cock in to that tight cunt, maybe into that tight ass. “Oh my fuck” he silently said, “she is reaching behind!” Tony’s heart seized in his chest.
“His balls is now in my court, so it.. it is up to Mmmmmmmmm..” forgetting that her hand was quickly fondling over her clit. Wanting to fall to her knees, to take his throbbing cock and suck it down. “Yes.. Oh yesss you c.. help” taking in a shaky breath especially once her fingers found her “cum now button”. Pinching, pulling on her clit. Thinking that his yummy body could roast her any day of the week.
“I could sink my meat.. wait did I just say that, into your round eye or even your rump roast” cursing himself for not waiting to watch her pound on both holes. “Maybe if I approach her she will back that incredible ass towards me” going from the good looking butcher to the Adonis in one fell swoop.
Reaching out for something to hang onto while her clit spasmed. Stroking what ever it was that she just grabbed. “Is this supposed to happen?” Raced through her mind as he just doubled in size. Using the excess cum that had splattered from her cunt to get the feel for his rock hard cock.
Freezing right there! “Cum on man, move your fucking.. cock” watching as she gripped his super hard cock. Feeling as she stroked him. “Ohmifuck she.. she is.. you know if I could moan now would be the perfect opportunity” butt his thoughts quickly turning on ways to slice his way past her tight dripping pussy and delve into dat ass. “Why cuz that is all man’s dreams conquer the pussy so the asshole will be left unguarded” raced through his mind as he knotted up her hair.
“Yes, fucking take me, make me suck your hard throbbing shaft” thought the part where her face is shoved forward was not a good time for a orgasm. Swallowing Tony’s cock in it’s entirety. The feel of her throat as it wrapped it self around his swollen shaft. Clarissa tongue now left to stroke the underside of his amazing rod, even the feel of him knotting up her hair just added to the orgasm.
“OooOoooOoooo.. wait, what the fuck did she just.. just, Oh man tell me I’m dreaming” after that unheard moan Tony had to pump his cock in her hot mouth. Was it the thrust forward or the pull back butt the reason was quickly becuming mute. Watching that cute bum when ever he thrust forward his mission was clear, “She needs her rump roasted.”
Pulling her hair back as Tony’s shaft slipped from her lips. Even her tongue could not keep it in or get it back. Giving that neglected pussy look, “The one that works so good on A’drea”. Pulling her, Clarissa Love to her feet. Before she could object he seized her throat, pressed his lips to hers.
The feel of the wind at her back ended abruptly. Tony had her right where he wanted her. Releasing her from his distracting lip work, his dance as both their tongues where as one, “Fuck she can kiss too”. Butt all his thoughts where on this single event. Spinning her around, reaching for her triple S’s. The urge to ram it home grew once he felt how real they felt.. although nothing wrong with a titty job.
His first thrust said it all. Sinking his swollen cock into her wide open asshole. Clarissa’s clit spasmed once again not from his cock butt that definitely helped, butt from her own three fingered plunge into her cunt. “Cum.. yes, yesss.. Ooooh yesssssssss” she managed to sputter despite the lack of breath that her orgasm robbed her of.
“Fuck, fuckkk.. (as pelvis meet up with her ass) how bad do I want to.. tOoo..” closing his mouth for fear of what might seep out next.
Legs closed, that gap defined by Clarissa’s inner thighs that allowed his balls to slam into her pussy. Her triple digits now in the back of her throat. “Ooo my fuck, yOoou are making me.. ..um” trying to take a breath butt being on the edge of a full on orgasm had its limitations. “Ooo yes Ooooh OooOoooOoooo yesss.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk” echoed as she pulled her ass cheeks apart so he could sink in even more of his throbbing cock.
“Oh, those center cut (trembling at the thought) chops look so nice” Clarissa drooled butt had Tony hard once again with her tit’s she had pressed on the glass showcase.

Seeing her target just up ahead. The distance closing with surprising speed. “Mmm, what a cute bum” Angie pinched a strange girls ass as she was passing still seeking her original target.
Adjusting her angle and speed. Sizing up the person that she has been stalking for the last sex minutes. “Yes, I am set” Angie whispered. Charging forward so she could grope Clarissa’s tits, ride her sexy ass and blow sweet nothings in her ear.
Squeezing hard as both tit’s swallowed Angie’s hands, thrusting her pussy forward towards that sexy barely there ass. The only thing left was to get past that blonde main so she could whisper the latest ‘ass’ignment into her ear.
“Have I got news” trying her best to avoid sucking in any of that hair. “Mrs. Donovan final (rubbing her cunt against Clarissa’s bum) project” despite all her precautions she some how failed this one. Spitting out a mouth full of hair, stopping her stalking campaign and pulling Clarissa back into a wall.
“My anti Angie style you like it” joking about her hair while Angie was still raking out any strays that might still be on her tongue.
“Yes, very effective..” Angie was still searching for that one strain of hair that no doubt would appear with the next line. “She wants us to go and get drunk.. and do a interporn with some dude” that last part Angie tried to white wash it, speaking softly and with blinding speed.
“Okay so no probs. Since this is a ‘ass’ignment no A’drea” Clarissa smile was betraying her thoughts.
“So who’s the boy?” Angie jumped on that one faster then ever.
“Oh he is a long blonde string..” no longer able to hide it. Clarissa hooked the side of Angie’s mouth and pulled.
“Just what in the..” Angie said. Butt a new battle was on, one not to puke.
“And he loves my hair” grinning to the point of laughter. Clarissa hooked Angie’s neck as they made their way down the hall.
“I thought you said the Deva club” Clarissa asked almost screaming over the music. “Not the DvP, club of Bangs” Clarissa was overwhelmed by the grinding of the heavy metal beat. Trying to get Angie’s attention all the way up to the door.
Spinning around, locking lips with her chatting companion. Angie planned this so the bouncer would have no other choice butt, Clarissa’s butt if you’re wondering, to let them in.
“You two” the great ape of a man said, being just as wide as he was tall. “In” opening the magic rope that stood in front of him. “Nice ass girl” he said as the two passed by.
“Told you I would get us in” grinning like a guilty pussy that was about to do even naughtier things. “I’ll go and get a table, you.. too the bar! I want a Gem Cummy” slipping away before Clarissa could say anything else.
“Looks like the first round is on me” Clarissa said with her tit’s just hovering above the bar top.
“Hello” clasping his friend on the shoulder.
“What? What is she Chris” Dave had already been shot down so many times tonight her was honestly thinking about the flaming death. A powerfully strong drink, one that would put the zeros and ones into the ten category instantly. “Good you go and I’ll hold down this (downing a shot of vodka) table” Dave said, giving his friend some re’ass’urance for his future failure.
“So what’s the damage” Clarissa asked the bartender. A middle aged woman with a rather slim build.
“This round is on the house babe,” getting the nod from the owner who stood behind this new patron, “Enjoy.”
Deciding to make his move now at least where a place to drowned his flames if she would shot him down. “Hi, my name is Chris and you are?” With hands nearly twice the size of Clarissa’s, a cock that was erect and sitting perfectly between her ass cheeks, and a voice that made this noise disappear.
“Name is Clarissa Lov..e” having problems with her last name cause of the warm air he was blowing into her ear.
“Well Clarissa Lov..e you have a tight fucking ass, one that I would love to” using his tongue and breath to make it almost impossible to deny the slightest bit of wetness that would appear. Pulling his hands back towards her tits. “What marvelous tit’s you (for the first time his hands squeezed both of them) have, Ooo my fuck, and they feel so fucking real” Chris was almost on the edge of pleasure.
Purring as she pressed her back into Chris’s chest. For the first time in a while she wanted a nice hard cock to suck, to bang, to slip between her ass cheeks. Looking down and seeing her own hands squeezing his.
“Good girl, Clarissa you have found the owner of this DvP, Club of Bangs. Mmm, I’m wondering if he would be up” noticing his super rock hard cock. “For a interporn” Angie said. Leaving as Dave was making his move.
“What do you say we take this” clutching her tits even tighter. “Back to my table and (using his tongue to get her to follow him) get to know one another better..” Chris wanted to pound her cunt right here butt playing it cool the VIP room would do nicely. Read more »