Sinners Corner

Smiling she was sure she did not need a into but gave in one any ways "I'm Dark Angel"
Leading him into the booth and closing the curtain behind then she said, now you just sit right there.
 
"Okay" his eyes never left her, why would they.

Whatever she had in mind he knew , knew with a certainty that even in his dotage he'd recall.

Expectation raising Andrew sat exactly where he had been told to.
 
placing her hand on his chest Angel begain to move with the music winding her body up and down, grazing his leg with her breast, slowly she slid her hand from his chest down his stomach, down his thigh,
 
Andrews eyes moved from her face to her hand and back again.

Why was his heart beating so loudly?

She was intoxicating and as her hand continued to move, he ached for her to get a grip of a hardness that was forming

Then her breast touched his leg again "oh...wow" he said involuntarily.
 
knowing he was enjoying the dance Angel turned around and arched her back so that he was draped in her lond sliky hair. reaching between them she grazed his errection "um some one is getting excited."
 
"yes well theres a lot to be excited about " Andrew said under the wave of hair that covered his mouth...even her hair was a dream.

"You are the most incredible woman I've ever seen" it was a statement of fact , he'd admitted that much to himself the first night he'd been to this establishment.
 
Angel leaned forward putting her nicely rounded ass in his face, she slowly lowered herself almost all the way into his lap and then she bent over forwards both hands on her ankles, givning him an incredible veiw of her shaved pussy, moving her hands from he legs to his she slowly moved her hand upwards closer to his errection as she stood back up.
 
The temptation to reach out with a hand or tongue was almost overwhelming it was truly a stunning veiw her world class arse and that incredible pussy. All he wanted was to touch it , kiss it, fuck it.

Yet he controlled those urges knowing that if he did then the reward would be so much better.

His cock hardened even further as her hand moved towards it.
 
Reaching her hand between her legs Angel slowy spread her fingures over Andrews hard cock causing it to twitch.
"um you like me don't you? I've seen you watching me everynight,"
Nimbly she undid his botton and pulled down his zipper allowing her knuckles to graze his cock.
with a quick tug she had his pants half off. Bending over once more she pulled them the rest of the way down allowing them to pool at his feet.
Then she started swaying with the music again. one hand in her hair the other on her naked breast.
Slowly she winded downwards until her wet pussy came in contact with his boxer covered errection. Rotating her hips just barely touch that which he wanted touched the most Angel could feel him twitch and knew it was all he could do to hold himself back.
rotating down til she sat on his lap she begain to rock her body rubbing her clit with his hard coock through his boxers.
She arched her back, her head resting on his shoulders, she asked "would you like to touch me?"
 
HalfCircleMoon said:
"Christ, I...god..feels...ahhhh!" he breathed heavily. "Mistress...let me..ughhh.." he trailed off...not able to finish his sentence. His eyes transfixed on her, as she moved up and down his body.

Destiny paused in her torment of Tristains body just long enough to watch Dark Angel enter the VIP lounge with another man. She had noticed this man around the club before and Angel had talked many times of choosing him for the night. Ignoring Angel and her lover, she turned back to Tristain, smiling at his moans of desire. "That doesn't sound like asking permission to me, slave," she said laughing softly, kissing him again passionately. Slowing down her pace she moved up and down on his hard cock, tightening her pussy muscles against him. His breath was coming in heavy gasps as he stared into her eyes, kissing her back with as much passion as she would allow. The unbridled lust in his eyes was almost enough to make Destiny lose control, but, she had never lost control before and she wasn't going to start tonight.
 
Tristain now found himself in a whole new world all together. Never before had he found himself in such a position. Submissive and without He was the vice president of multi-million dollar corporation. He was the one in charge, but now, he found himself on the receiving end. And this woman...this sensual being of pure sex...was tearing him down.

He tried kising her back, fiercely and hard. He wanted to plunge his tongue into her mouth, feel hers rubbing against his. But she held back, letting him only kiss her so much.

As her pace changed, so did the tightness around his now almost defeated cock. Normally, the slowing down would have given him the ability to hold back even more, but her tightness...so wet and gripping around him, it was too much. He needed release now..but she wanted begging. He wasn't used to begging.

"Mistress...I need to cum. GOD! I have to cum!" he was panting, head thrown back and eyes staring into her. Pleadingly, hoping she would oblige.
 
Destiny smiled at Tristain's begging. She knew she had a power over him that only a woman could have. For a moment she debated not letting him cum, but she could see the desire and lust that burned in his eyes. Leaning over him she nibbled on his ear. "You may cum slave," she whispered. Grinding against him, she could feel his breath coming quickly. Letting his hips free she allowed him the freedom to thrust against her.
 
Her words were heavensent....as he let out a groan of satisfaction. Finally.

He felt her legs release their lock on his, as her pussy ground against his shaft. With some sense of freedom, he let out a low moan as he bucked his hips upwards, shoving his cock deep within her wetness. The thightness created friction as he continued to slide himself in and out, meeting her as she resumed riding him, grinding into him. The familiar sensation of ecstasy filled up in his balls. It was any second now. Her tightening pussy also told him that she was getting close as well. He dreamed of making her cum with him. Was it possible...a temptress such as this. The thought spurred him on, as the sounds of his moans were intermixed with the slapping of his cock against her wet slit, as he now rapidly pounded into her.

His mouth bent downwards, as and attempted to take one of her breasts in his mouth.
 
Arching towards his mouth, Destiny allowed him to take her breast in his mouth, moaning at the heat that of his breath on her skin. Riding him hard she could feel his cock growing larger inside and could feel a passion begin to build inside her that she had never felt before with any man. She wasnt sure if she liked her loss of control. Raising his head she kissed him deeply on the lips, staring him in the eyes as her orgasm started to build.
 
He returned the kiss, proud of the moan he had elicited from her. It was a sense of accomplishment, knowing that he too could pleasure her.

Her hips now ground into him fast and quickly. Everytime her pussy stroked his cock, he returned it with an equally hard thrust, shoving himself deep inside her. He moaned into her lips, pressing agaisnt her, as he deepend their kiss even more.

His tonge slide his way into her mouth rubbing hers, before wraaping around it. Now entertwined, he began sucking on her tongue, creating more passion in their kiss.

With her quickening pace, he felt himself now reach the point of no return. His orgasm was comming, and it was a big one.

"I'm CUMMMIING!" he moaned, voice muffled by their kiss, as their tongues continued to stroke each other.
 
His words sent chills through her body, her orgasm coming in hot waves. Digging her nails nail into his shoulders she bucked against him, moaning loudly. As she rode him she reached up and released his hands from the handcuffs, wanting to feel his hands on her body. Placing his hands on her breast, she placed her hands around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
 
His orgasm coincided with hers, as he felt her pussy walls tighten intensely. His cock too, spasm'd, sending wave after wave of his hot cum into her. They mixed with her pussy juices, as he felt them drip out of her slit, and onto his shaft. "OHHH......FUCK" he cried, as their wild actions continued, into their post orgasmic bliss. One might even call it inter-orgasmic bliss, as their spasm's continued on. They were milking their pleasure for all it was worth. He felt her hands reach up, and uncuff him.

At last, she had given him freedom. His wrists were soar from the straining, but none of that mattered now. They were free to take her. Her hands had pushed them down to her breasts...as if he needed guidance.

His hands closed around them, feeling her nipples tighten instantly, poking against his palms. His thumb and index finger reached up and pinched them, almost too hard..he thought. But her moan gave him reassurance, as he now grabbed her breasts roughly, pushing them together for a moment, before rubbing each one individually. His hands moved in a clockwise motion, while his pinching fingers added pressure.

His mouth found her neck, and began tracing rapid and furous kisses, following the nape, trailing downwards, moving lower and lower. It left a trail of wetness, caused by his tongue, as he came to rest just below the throat. As she had done for him, he now sucked the area, rubbing her breasts even harder, as they contnued to buck against each other. Their orgasms had ended, but niether one seemed to loose a bit of aroussal.
 
Destiny continued to ride him hard, even after her the after affects of her orgasm had went away. The touch of his hands on her breasts and his mouth on her body was bringing her to a whole new level of passion. Sliding off his still semi hard cock, she rolled onto her back against a pile of pillows on the floor. Placing a hand on the back of his neck she pulled him into her with a deep kiss, her hands running up and down his hard chest. This time she was going to allow him have some resemblance of control of the situation. She wanted to find if he was worthy of being one of her regulars.
 
Tristain fell onto the floor on top of Destiny. It felt weird at first, feeling himself on top. With his body free, he was now able to resume control. He didn't miss a beat where he left off.

His hands found her breasts again, rubbing them, caressing them, as his lips started sliding down from her chest. His tongue felt red-hot on her skin, trailing downwards....slowly...sensually. He looked up at her, staring into her eyes as his bottom lip slid between into her cleavage. His hands instinctively pushed her breasts together, letting his mouth just glide over them. He had to fight the urge to devour her breast in his mouth, and tease her nipple with his tongue. But he continued his slow downward descent. He had other plans..and other ideas.

His hands left her breasts, and began to follow his wet path of passion. They slide along the sides of her body, feeling her smooth skin, runing over her perfect curves. Despite his slow descent, his was now dangerously nearing her soaking wet pussy. He was now only inches away...
 
"Yes I'd love to touch you" Andrew said his words tinged with a desparation to do more than touch.
She was more than an intoxicating beauty she was skilled beyond anything he'd encountered, she's seemingly given him the clit version of a hand job.

It was all Andrew could do not to take her because he wanted her , he needed her more than he'd ever experienced any desire to be with a woman.
 
"Yes I'd love to touch you"
Angel knew her would but not yet, "um not right now, but maybe if you are good later I well let you." She continued to grind her wet bare pussy against his hard cock through his shirts. bending forward placing her hands on the ground in front of her, raising her ass just a little off of him just enough to releave some of the pressure but still in full contact with his dick, she continued to rotate her hips.
 
Destiny arched upwards at the feeling of his hot mouth on her body. As his hot tongue came closer to her throbbing pussy she resisted the urge to take the control back and guide his head down between her legs. The slow trail of his tongue was torturous when mixed with the soft touch of his hands on her body. As his hands left her breasts, she raised her own hands and began rubbing the firm mounds, trying to concentrate, but unable to do so. Though they had just finished one round of mind blowing sex she wanted him again. Her nipples grew hard beneath her touch as she placed on hand in his hair, moaning again.
 
Her actions told Tristain that he was doing well. At least well enough to make her moan. Her body writhed under his mouth..as he moved down the final few inches. His hands were now at her hips, marvelling at the curves.

His breath was hot, and his tongue hotter, as the trail now led down from her belly button. His bottom lip rested on her clit, letting hit brush over it. Suddenly, without warning, he swerved away. He let his kisses moved around, within less than half an inch of her pussy, but not touching it. He wanted to tease her. He let his tongue slide out, as he traced an outline of her pussy, brushing over her clit every time he came back around. His hands at her side, held her to the ground, preventing her from thrashing around too much.
 
Destiny tried to move up to meet his hot tongue each time he neared her clit. His hand at her waist held her still and she was wondering if she was going to regret giving him any type of control over her body. She had never relinquished her control to anyone before and the feeling of being on the receiving end this time was driving her wild. Grabbing his hair she once again resisted the urge to take back the control. Drawing her legs up, she placed her legs over his shoulders, her wet pussy inches from his face.
 
Her shifting of her legs, had brought him even closer to her pussy. He decided it was time. Though that didn't mean he would have to stop having his fun.

He stuck out his tongue its full length, and placed the wet tip at the base of her slit. Slowly, ever so slowly, he licked along her slit, moving up and retracting his tongue just before he reached her clitoris. He moved his head back down, and repeated the process, this time, adding a little more pressure with his tongue. He could feel her pussy muscles quiver and grow in wetness with ever one of his licks. Again, he went, slowly sliding his wet, hot tongue, rubbing against her slit. There was no entry, but only the tantalizing promise of it, as each lick now grew more and more in intensity. He looked up, eyes staring straight into hers.
 
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