NaughtyNature

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Authors: Allie Standifer
thrusts. She reveled in his dominance over her.
No thinking, no wondering, no responsibility. Everything she needed Mac would
provide. Her body no longer belonged to her, the experience freeing in a way
she’d never experienced. Everything was lighter, brighter without the weight of
responsibility on her shoulders.
    The universe and its assorted problems disappeared until
nothing but peaceful white noise filled her head and heated arousal filled her
body. No fantasy could ever compete with the reality of what Mac was giving
her, doing to her and sharing with her.
    She spread her knees as much as she was able. The reward was
immediate as Mac slid the last few inches inside her aching channel. He’d
buried himself so deep inside her she could feel the head of his cock against
her womb. She felt stretched almost beyond endurance, yet at the same time she
craved more. As he’d promised, the pinch of pain ramped the pleasure up so fast
and hard Aria didn’t know if she could handle any more.
    Once inside her Mac didn’t start thrusting. The man didn’t
move his hips at all. Instead he stroked her shoulders and her arms, kissed
each finger with exacting care. As he began the erotic journey down her throat
Aria could only lie there, arms and legs outstretched, with her ass and pussy
filled to overflowing. With only a thin wall of tissue separating the butt plug
and Mac’s thick shaft, Aria’s body was on massive pleasure overload. Her whole
body started to shake. The nipples pinched in the clips throbbed with a red-hot
heat. Her ass and pussy couldn’t keep up with the sensual assault. She felt
stretched almost beyond endurance, yet at the same time she craved more. She
couldn’t imagine how much better it would get when Mac finally decided to fuck
her.
    When he moved to her breasts Aria wanted to beg, but knew
her words would displease so she kept silent. Her reward came shortly after
when he carefully removed the clamps from her nipples. Pain rocked through her
as blood rushed to the tormented areas, but it was a pain that brought
lightning strikes of pleasure with it.
    Pain and pleasure. Pleasure and pain. Mac had been right
about the two feeding each other and her needing both. So she rode the knife’s
edge of pain as the pleasure grew inside her.
    With her hands raised up over her head Aria’s breasts were
taut and lifted. Mac dipped his head and covered a tender nipple, still raw
from the clamp, and sucked it hard into the heat of his mouth. His tongue
teased and flicked the little bud. Aria whimpered. When he bit down on it with
the edge of his teeth she bucked against him. She couldn’t stop the instinctive
actions even as she tried to get her muscles under control. Her hips thrusting
hard against his invading cock, desperate to take more, any way she could.
Coming her only goal, her only solid in an unstable world.
    With the flood of moisture dripping down her thighs Aria
knew her pussy had to be gushing as tiny aftershocks raced up and down her
body.
    Her mouth opened as Mac started to stroke in and out. Before
she could speak, demand or plead he captured her lips with his. She tasted
herself on him as his tongue thrust inside to mimic the rhythm of his rigid
cock. He gripped her hips hard and moved in a slow, deep dance. The muscles of
her pussy grasped tightly around him, reluctant to let him leave, eager to feel
his return, so swollen from his earlier attentions she felt every ridge and his
vein as he pulsed inside her.
    The plug in her ass rubbed and fired nerve endings she’d
never dreamed existed in that dark channel. How much better would it feel to
have Mac’s slick, hot, thick cock pounding every inch inside her once-virgin
ass? Could she handle it? Would he use a vibrator in her pussy while he pounded
his hard cock in her ass?
    More wetness trickled down her legs as dreams, desires,
fantasies and reality merged into one pulsing point of need deep inside her.
    Why wasn’t he moving faster, taking

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