Delectable Deviants

The most difficult thing to mention as a relationship blooms.

When fuck turns to kink and the explorations of turn-ons.

She told him how much the thought of it made her wet.

She told him how she’d never done it, but wanted to.

On that second aspect, she lied.

For the first, the level of truth outwayed the deception she’d followed it with.

It made her horny as fuck.

To see the masculine taken in such a way. 

Sliding the strap on in and out.

Slowly at first.

Easing them in.

Then getting carried away like she is now.

With his fingertips scratching on the hardwood floor.

His cries uncertain.

Pain?

Pleasure?

She bites her lip.

Thinking for the moment when she turns him over.

His face of confusion of the challenges and shivers.

As he sees the sheer fuck lust of the luck in her eyes.

And at that point knowing she’d lied.

as she pushes in again.

thrusts harder, faster still.

Her hand tight around his cock.

Milking him.

Pushing him.

Calling him names.

And watching uncontrollable swathes of spunk wash from his bucking cock.

As she carries on fucking him.

Tightens her hand further around his shaft.

And revels in the emotions that she’s controlling.

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