《Smutty Fanfics》The Look
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The look on her face said it all. That little spark in her eye. It started as holding hands while I was driving to my place. It went to a little brush across my thigh, and by the time we were home i was almost wearing her. I told her to slow down and lets take it slow. "Barry, we both know you want this as much as I do." I smiled evilly and look at her. "Can we do it my way this time?" She gave me a confused look, then shrugged and nodded. I smiled bigger and looked at the front door. "I am glad I moved out here." Right after high school, I moved to Indiana to be with a girl I ended falling in love with. I look around at the open area around me and unlock the door. "Y/n, follow all my instructions, alright?" She nodded, a bit hesitant to do so. "Babe, you are lucky I am like half your size." I smile and look at her. "I know, so first instructions. Go to my room, and undress. Put on the blindfold on the nightstand. Then wait." She nodded, understanding it now. I watched her walk into my room and close the door, then I walk to a locked closet. The knob twist open and the room inside is a crimson red with toys everywhere. I turn to walk to the bedroom, finding her exactly as instructed. "Stand, and follow my voice." I begin to walk to the room, followed by her. When inside, I push her up to the wall, and I can feel her shiver from the force. Chains get hooked onto her wrists and ankles, spreading her body wide open. She begins to strain against the chains, unable to move. "Stop trying. Be prepared." I say, gently rubbing her clit with a vibrating dildo. She moans a little, beginning to show her pleasure. Slowly inserting it, the shook slightly and moaned as it began to move inside her. She began to moan more, giving me the sign to keep going. "Have you been a naughty girl?" She nodded and spoke softly. "Y-yes, I have. I n-need to be punished." Grabbing a whip, I look at her. "Where do I need to punish?" She spoke a little sturdier, stifling her moans. "In my vagina, my clit, my breasts. Anywhere you think." All was followed moans as the leather strands connected with her sensitive spots. Moan after moan, each showing every little hit of the whip. Soon, nipple clamps were brought out, squeezing her small but perky tits. She moaned even louder and harder, showing she was near her climax. Turning up the vibration level, I insured that she would break before i fucked her. The whipping continued, each getting harder in the swing, eventually leading to the moaning scream of her first climax, the force spitting the vibrating dildo out of her vagina's lips. After she calms down some, I lets her down and cuff her wrist together in front of her and lay her on the bed. As she gets comfortable, I hook her wrist above her, giving her no means of resistance. She spreads her legs, inviting my cock inside. I undress, and get into position. She moans some and says "I want your-" That was all she got out as I penetrated her lips. I started off heavily with rough movement. Her body moved, making her muscles tense and her tits move. I grab her love handles, giving me more leverage to get speed going. She screamed from the pleasure, and I could feel her getting tighter around me. We shifted to a hands and knees position. Her moans fueled my rage like trance. We kept going until she was almost to weak to hold her legs up. With a final thrust, hitting the deepest parts of her vagina, her flood of warmth surrounded my shaft, followed by my wave warming her and beginning to drip out of her. We both collapsed, and I let her hands free. She laid down and faced me, slipping off the blindfold. "What the hell was that, and when can we do it again?" I smiled softly, shaking me head. "Only on special occasions, or tomorrow." I laid beside her, and began to relax. She moved closer, resting her head on my chest. "I love you Barry." I smiled and blushed a little. "I love you too, Y/n." After those last words, the only noises to be heard were the steady breathing of the two lovers, soon to be family.
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