Layla.Blindfolded, I imagined his erection there in front ofme. I could almost feel the heat of it and desperately wantedto see it. Would it be bigger than Dante's own? My mouth dried and my pussy filled with liquid heat at the thought. Just when I thought I had enough, life always offered me more.The bed depressed as he got on it, on his knees thistime? I couldn't be sure. He grabbed my hair, twisted it round his fingers and heldit tight, pulling my face toward him. Bound as I was, my headremained resting against the bed, but the feel of his hands inmy air, controlling my movements spiked my desire."I am going to put my cock in your mouth," he said in a firm,masterful voice.I shivered, unable to stay still but doing my best."Yes, Master." I was so desperate I would take it however I could get it. I licked my lips and opened my mouth for him.A deep, primal growl emanated from him and my pussy clenched at the sound."Fuck, that's hot," he said, giving my hair a little tug
Layla. I could feel Emilio towering above me, his heat and scent overpowering my senses and I gulped, unable to stay still. My pussy throbbed and ached with eagerness, my entire body already attuned to what he was doing. Emilio came off the bed, and within moments he was between my quivering legs, running his hands upmy thighs, gripping my hips. I whimpered, my hips jerking forward, desperate to meet him. He just chuckled, taking his sweet time. Then one hand trailed toward my sex, brushing against my pussy and purposefully spreading my lips open for him. I bucked and mewled and writhed with lust within the limits of my binding constraints. My blood drummed in my ears and my entire body felt heated and sensitized both skin and core. The soft sounds of Emilio shifting delighted me, as he moved to position himself with his hips and thighs hard against my hypersensitive skin. "Be very still now," he commanded in that sexy, demanding voice. Instantly I went motionless, waiting. I g
Layla.I woke up with a start, blinking my weary eyelids open as I tried to make sense of where I was. The light overhead was blinding me so I squinted my eyes against it, frowning slightly. Squinted? The last time I checked, I had a blindfold on. Well, it seems it wasn't there anymore. Giving myself time to adjust to this new freedom of one of my five senses, I opened my eyes slowly, looking around the room.A gasp escaped my lips at what I saw. The room where I had been placed in, looked exactly like all those all those BDSM rooms I had the pleasure of seeing every time I flipped through a BDSM magazine or the ones I encountered in a BDSM clubs but in a more expensive manner. It had fairly all the tools and equipment and the bed where I was on was directly at the center of the room, with several restraints hanging off the bedposts. Emilio must really enjoy stuff like this.Speaking of Emilio, he was nowhere in sight. I looked down my body and saw I was covered in a white linen that
Layla."Touch yourself for me." His words reverberated through me, a soft gasp escaping my lips. It was an absurd command alright, but it still had my heart racing, the surface of my skin tingling. I wet my lips, still hesitating to raise my hands."Come on, do it. I'm waiting for you." Emilio urged me and like a doll, I raised my hand, gently sliding it down my body as I kept my gaze on him. "Open your legs for me, Layla. Show me just how much you want this." He demanded, his deep voice causing the desire in me to roar into a full blaze.I bit my lips, stifling a moan as I parted my legs, my fingers and revealing my drooling core to his burning gaze. His gaze darkened, a primal groan escaping his mouth. I shuddered, the sound causing me to flinch, lust burning through me. Tentatively, I began to touch myself, gasping at deluge of sensations that permeated my entire being. God, this is embarrassing. So why am I being so turned on? With every touch, I grew bolder, becoming wetter and m
Layla.After we had recovered from our intense sex session, Emilio finally left my side. There was a bit of awkwardness in the air as I was unable to look at him while he focused on the things he was doing I don't know if he could tell, but I could sense see shift in the air, after the vulnerability he showed to me earlier and I was trying to peer into him to see if he felt it as well. Unfortunately, when he glanced back at me, his face was just the usual mask of neutrality. There's little I can get out of that. It made me wonder if I was just making stuff up in my head.Finally, he was through and he walked back to the bed. My brows furrowed when I saw he was holding something in his hands and I tried to make out what they were. "We are going to progress with our session, Layla." He began, his deep voice reverberating through the air. "I'm sure you're quite excited for it, are you not?" He asked when he saw my eyes widen. He was holding a butt plug and a bottle lube. I gulped, my hea
Layla. "Oops, looks like my hands slipped." Emilio mumbled, a sly smile appearing on his face. That's when I knew what he was doing was deliberate. He fed me with the strawberry coated with the chocolate and continued like that for a while until he decided to switch it up and drop the hot chocolate on my other nipple. Another gasp escaped my lips once more, but I was too mortified to say a word. He then leaned in to lick of all the mess he made. I moaned every time he sucked my skin, soothing the stinging and sensitive area with his tongue. My pussy began to throb, adding to the onslaught of sensations coming from having a vibrating butt plug in my butt hole. Once he had licked all the area clean, he continued to drizzle the warm chocolate over my flushed skin, occasionally dripping it on all of my sensitive areas. Then he would proceed to lick them all up and I had no choice but to recieve the maddening pleasure I was getting from the act. The distinct smell of Emilio's pre-cum
Layla. "Now that is done, there would be only pleasure from now on." Emilio announced. A wave of relief and ecstasy washed over me as I blurted out the next words. "Thank God! Yes, yes, fuck me," I cried. "Please I need you, Master." In a sensual daze, I had been awakened somewhat by my throbbing and physically abused clit. Emilio chuckled, but he soon slipped between my thighs, revealing my dripping core to his molten gaze. I fluttered my eyes closed, a drawn out moan escaping my lips. Emilio thrust his cock inside me, stretching my heated channel. Relief flooded me as he slammed inside, his heated hips and thighs up hard against me. The vibrator filled my ass, and Emilio filled my pussy. I groaned from profound bliss as my needy body comprehensively expanded to accommodate both toy and man. Convulsing with animal delight, my cunt clamped down hard on Emilio's thick shaft. Unable to physically move under his huge body and express such intense explosive pleasure, I sobbed and screa
Layla.There was no time to dwell on that thought as Emilio had already to bring out the equipment he would be using for the last and final session together. My heart began to thud, my mouth drying in anticipation. When he returned back to me, he was holding a bottle of oil with him. My brows furrowed, I looked up at him in confusion. He had a tiny smile on his face, his gaze already darkened with lust."There's something I've always fantasized about, and right now, I finally want to try it out." He said as he walked closer to me. I looked up at him, unable to speak. He began to drop the oil on my breasts while I stared at him, still confused. "What would it feel like to fuck your breasts?" He finally announced.Woah. I had never thought of it before but now that he had placed the thought in my head, I found out I couldn't let go. His eyes glinted when he saw my reaction and he chuckled. "Hmm? What do you think, Layla? Having my cock between those perky breasts of yours while you fuck