[Commission] Over Her Head
Or _hoped_ they could convince themselves, over the ruthless, endless slow teasing of the vibrators against each dragoness's desperately sensitive clit.
Spring Breeding
A male like him, a breeding stud, knew where to target, however, moaning into her sex, slurping and grunting pressing his nose in against her clit.
Exchanging Freedom For Bliss
Her eyes were closed under the cloth as she returned the kiss as fully as her bondage would allow, knowing that her trapped arms and shoulders would keep her neck at a certain distance.
All For You
This commission was written for nicoya, and features m/f sexual acts, masturbation, bondage, toys, orgasm denial... basically a whole lot of deliciously naughty, teasy stuff, between consenting adults.
The Western Cube Chapter 6
In this case, it was starting with her clit and feet, all but converting them to latex, and then moving on to the rest of her body.
Patience of the Thief
He was a connoisseur of bondage gear of all types. if it hadn't been for the unwilling position she was in, zinni might have enjoyed many of the devices that were used upon her.
Before Heat
Her clit ached, liquids squirted down her thighs. there was nothing she could do but focus on that slow, insistent buzzing, feel it roll across her body, a trace, a shadow of what it might feel like if someone wanted to relieve that belted ache.
Buckwheat's Beginnings
"suddenly, and without any conscious thought on my part, my clit extended outward and wrapped itself around that hand.
Ashaera Gets Revenge
He continued to watch her breasts then slid down her stomach to the splayed lips and pierced clit as they continued to pull back and thrust forward, stroking against each other.
Predator Assisted Suicide
In hugo taurus's secluded office there is bondage paraphenalia on open display. as soon as she walks in duncan draft, her long time boyfriend and a more senior member of the firm shuts and locks the door behind her.
Screw the Roses
Pushing up onto his toes, he leaned over the bound canine, letting her squirm and wriggle within her bondage. but there was no slack in the restraints and no weaknesses in the knots she could exploit.
Marla Chapter 4 - Into The Dungeon, Part 2 - Punishment or Pleasure?
A black leather pile of bondage gear landed on the floor beside marla. she glanced at it and instantly recognized it as a leather bondage sleeve for her arms.