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*squirms at the ear nibbling*

Just like that, huh?

:p

*Kisses along the earlobe, trailing down as he licked her neck. Strong hands found her hips, and pulled her back against him, pressing her rump against that growing need of his*.....if you'd prefer...I can do it for you..
 
*Kisses along the earlobe, trailing down as he licked her neck. Strong hands found her hips, and pulled her back against him, pressing her rump against that growing need of his*.....if you'd prefer...I can do it for you..

*her head cants slightly to one side as his tongue found her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Her teasing took on a whole new awareness as he pulled her back against him, feeling his length growing against her backside. Instinctively she pressed her bottom against it. His voice in her ear produced goosebumps to rise along her skin.*

Oh can you, now? And if I object?
 
*her head cants slightly to one side as his tongue found her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Her teasing took on a whole new awareness as he pulled her back against him, feeling his length growing against her backside. Instinctively she pressed her bottom against it. His voice in her ear produced goosebumps to rise along her skin.*

Oh can you, now? And if I object?


*He mm'd to her , she could feel his breath and slight exhale to her question. He rocked his hips forward, slowly moving himself against her. The curves of her backside were a nice fit for his growth, hissing as he nipped to her ear once more, one hand moving from her hip, to slide up to her breasts, cupping one*

You act as if you have a choice...
 
*He mm'd to her , she could feel his breath and slight exhale to her question. He rocked his hips forward, slowly moving himself against her. The curves of her backside were a nice fit for his growth, hissing as he nipped to her ear once more, one hand moving from her hip, to slide up to her breasts, cupping one*

You act as if you have a choice...

Don't I? *she inquired softly, one brow slightly arching. Her arm moved as her hand came up to cover his, the one cupping her breast in its palm. She gave his fingers a light squeeze. *
 
Don't I? *she inquired softly, one brow slightly arching. Her arm moved as her hand came up to cover his, the one cupping her breast in its palm. She gave his fingers a light squeeze. *

No...

*hand at her hip slowly inched forward to find its place between her thighs, fingers doing a bit of exploring there, light touches, not really targeting once place, simply letting them roam were they wished. Her hand on his hand, he mm'd as he moved his hand from her breast, and moved to take her own, fingers curling into her own as he brought it behind her, resting on the small of her back*
 
No...

*hand at her hip slowly inched forward to find its place between her thighs, fingers doing a bit of exploring there, light touches, not really targeting once place, simply letting them roam were they wished. Her hand on his hand, he mm'd as he moved his hand from her breast, and moved to take her own, fingers curling into her own as he brought it behind her, resting on the small of her back*

*Her shorts left a fair amount of thigh exposed and his fingers slid from her hip to her inner thighs, tauting her. Teasing her. Tempting her.

His fngers uncoiled from around her breast, settling instead to coil around her own fingers and moving her hand behind her back. The movement wasn't harsh or violent but it was firm and confident. For the moment, the only sound between them was her indrawn breath, the slight trembling of her body still pressed back against his and that soft, intoxicating "mmm" sound he made.

Oh, she had a choice. She always had. Always would. The fact of the matter is, she simply chose to let this happen.*
 
Oh, she had a choice. She always had. Always would. The fact of the matter is, she simply chose to let this happen.*

*the question was why...was it something that had been unspoken from the start? that was interesting, there'd always been that holding back from him, he always did such things, not revealing himself fully, that was his nature, specially when one of interest, was tied to another. Barriers fall though. His hand moved from tormenting her shorts, and moved again to her waist, his other moved from her hand, fully expecting her to keep her hand still at the small of her back, he rested this one at her waist as well. Then he mm'd as he pulled back slightly, the warmth of her backside missed, but he had intentions in mind, with a sudden jerk, her shorts were at her thighs, then at her ankles*
 
*the question was why...was it something that had been unspoken from the start? that was interesting, there'd always been that holding back from him, he always did such things, not revealing himself fully, that was his nature, specially when one of interest, was tied to another. Barriers fall though. His hand moved from tormenting her shorts, and moved again to her waist, his other moved from her hand, fully expecting her to keep her hand still at the small of her back, he rested this one at her waist as well. Then he mm'd as he pulled back slightly, the warmth of her backside missed, but he had intentions in mind, with a sudden jerk, her shorts were at her thighs, then at her ankles*

*He had always been there, tucked into the shadows. So, his sudden appearance was not unexpected. She simply, quietly, stood there but startled when her shorts were suddenly yanked down to her thighs and then slid to her ankles to pool there. The hand behind her back shot out, looking to grasp one of his wrists, for all the good that would accomplish.

The air surrounding them became suddenly charged and tension filled. her mind was filled with curiosity as to his intent.*
 
*He had always been there, tucked into the shadows. So, his sudden appearance was not unexpected. She simply, quietly, stood there but startled when her shorts were suddenly yanked down to her thighs and then slid to her ankles to pool there. The hand behind her back shot out, looking to grasp one of his wrists, for all the good that would accomplish.

The air surrounding them became suddenly charged and tension filled. her mind was filled with curiosity as to his intent.*

*He liked it in the shadows, it was safer there, one didn't have to worry about exposing oneself. Some people would take offense to his actions, and he wasn't the sort that liked to make waves. Yet for the most part, the ripples would be smaller now, things had changed, so did the situation. He mm'd to her hand on his wrist, and allowed it, but he still had another good hand, and it would slide along those smooth cheeks of her ass, fingers touching soft skin, enjoying one of his favorite parts on the female body. The eyes where windows to the soul, and those were enjoyed to look up, lips had many uses, smiles, kisses...among other forms of pleasure. Yet something about that booty...always had him in knots*
 
*He liked it in the shadows, it was safer there, one didn't have to worry about exposing oneself. Some people would take offense to his actions, and he wasn't the sort that liked to make waves. Yet for the most part, the ripples would be smaller now, things had changed, so did the situation. He mm'd to her hand on his wrist, and allowed it, but he still had another good hand, and it would slide along those smooth cheeks of her ass, fingers touching soft skin, enjoying one of his favorite parts on the female body. The eyes where windows to the soul, and those were enjoyed to look up, lips had many uses, smiles, kisses...among other forms of pleasure. Yet something about that booty...always had him in knots*

*Mentally she followed the path of his fingers. A small sound of pleasure left her throat as she pressed back. She was highly aware of the curve of her ass as his fingers traced over the territory. Somewhere deep inside her twtched. She found herself shifting on her feet, then stilled. her tongue poked through her lips to moisten them as her fingers clenched around his wrist.*
 
*the question had been asked once, now he would ask it again, leaning over her once more as he kissed upon ears and neck, mming to her as he licked her cheek slightly*......bend...over...

*she could feel him pressed against her ass again, and he'd grown quite a bit, no small matter there...no pun intended, he breathed slowly against her, seeing what she would do*
 
*the question had been asked once, now he would ask it again, leaning over her once more as he kissed upon ears and neck, mming to her as he licked her cheek slightly*......bend...over...

*she could feel him pressed against her ass again, and he'd grown quite a bit, no small matter there...no pun intended, he breathed slowly against her, seeing what she would do*

It was those words, the way he had spoken them that had gotten to her much more than anything else could have. They hit her square in the groin region, spreading a slow heat up through her body like limbs of a tree, making her feel the ache that was just beginning. It's core, was her core. She found herself bending over. Though how far he wished her, she had no way of knowing. She settled for bending over enough to raise her backside, making it more prominent.
 
More prominent only meant it was a better target. He was quite found of giving backsides a proper smacking, and so she would get that as well. Firmhanded was a word on her lips often, so he would take this and apply it on his own. With a smack his hand came against her ass with a grunt. The other cheek was not forgotten, and that was smacked as well
 
Unsure what to expect from him. Fingers creeping into feminine crevices? A palm cupping her ass, perhaps? Or.... she gave a small grunt as she felt his hand come down on one rear cheek then the other.... THAT. She could feel the jolt of his smacks as they made her breasts sway. She could feel the tingling in the fleshy globe, a bare hint of heat. her pink panties were a cushion. Not much of one, granted, but a bit of a cushion nonetheless.
 
Cute pink panties, he could have indeed taken those off as well. Perhaps he would, but at the moment he was ok with just abusing that ripe piece of ass. Hand still smacking her, once cheek to another, smacking sounds heard about. She remained bend over, taking her punishment like a good girl should. He glanced to her hand, still about his wrist, as if that would lessen his blows. He moved his hand from its task, to take hers and remove it from his wrist once more. Now freed, his hand would slipp down to her top, jerking it up upwords to expose her bra
 
The slaps continued, one cheek then the other, back and forth. She could start to feel the heat in those rounded orbs. Her panties were getting just a little wet as well. It was all she could do not to squirm under his spankings.

Her fingers had been wrapped around his wrist but she found them being pried off as the spankings stopped, momentarily. His freed hand jerked at her t-shirt yanking upward, exposing her matching pink bra to his sight. The swell of her breasts hung suspended over the top of the lacy bra.
 
Top pulled up, his hands greedily cupped those breasts through her bra. It wasn’t mauling, but it wasn’t far from it. He was not showing her compassion at this point, she simply was his to do with as he pleased. He moved against her once more, rocking his bulging need against her moisten panties. Dry humping her…not really as dry humping would indicate there was no wetness, and she was. He felt a spot where his manhood had hardened too forming a spot as well, as the tip pressed to it and oozed his prelube.

With a grunt he jerked the cups of her bra down, exposing her fleshy breast to the air, fingers moved to twist and torment her nipples
 
He was walking a line with her. A line between a civilized male and a primal animal. He didn't ask, he took. He didn't force, he coaxed. With a firm hand. Up until this point she had simply let him have his way. When he jerked her bra down and proceeded to twist her nipples, she came upright, abruptly, whirling on him. Her palms came up, aimed for his chest, ready to shove him away. Up until this point, he had held her in a daze. A seductive daze. Now her eyes blazed, her chest heaved with her labored breathing.
 
*licking his lips to moisten lips he looked at her as she stood there before him, shorts down to her ankles, top pulled up, bra pulled down, he mm'd slowly as he looked her over and looked back to her face. Fingers rested at his sides as he slowly moved forward to her, one hand coming up to touch her face, knowing she might jerk back, he was aware he might have gone a bit far without proper coaxing or permission*
 
Caution was written all over her. She watched as his eyes roamed over her. As he took steps toward her, she instinctively started to move back but found herself trapped, by her own shorts around her ankles. With her green eyes still on his face, she stepped clear of the shorts, kicking them aside. She yanked off the t-shirt and it joined her shorts on the floor. She didn't move, not even a twitch as his hand came out toward her face. There was a look of expectancy on her face, but an expectancy for what?
 
Tracing her features he mm’d, watching her, her clothing now on the floor, dressed only in that pink bra and panties. He stepped closer, pinning her against the wall, his free hand moving down to slide against the side of her panties, toying with the strap. He then moved his hand to her hair and pulled her to him, his lips pressing hard against her own. Fingers curled in red curls as he drew her mouth against his own.
 
She stood under his touch, his eyes, quietly with an expectant stillness. Curiousity was the only thing that gleamed in her eyes. He stepped toward her, she stepped back, right against the wall. Her back conformed to the unyielding mass that stopped her retreat. One hand toyed with the strap of her pink thong. His other hand went to her head, his fingers threading through her red mass of curls. He pulled her toward him as his mouth descended upon hers. Her eyes closed as she felt the touch of his lips. Well manicured hands came up, palms resting against his shoulders, curling over them as her body pressed against his, molding against his still clothed form.
 
*with a grunt he lifted her up, her legs on either side of him, holding her firm against the wall as he he kissed his way down her neck, he looked up to her expectantly, before leaning against her, taking her hands from his shoulders, and moving them down to those shorts he wore, the front mared with a large spot where he rested*

unbutton them and pull me out..
 
*with a grunt he lifted her up, her legs on either side of him, holding her firm against the wall as he he kissed his way down her neck, he looked up to her expectantly, before leaning against her, taking her hands from his shoulders, and moving them down to those shorts he wore, the front mared with a large spot where he rested*

unbutton them and pull me out..

Her legs locked at the small of his back as her head tipped back against the wall, giving him free excess to the column of her neck. She sensed his look, didn't need to tip her head back down. There was an air of expectancy around them. At his direction, her hands wedged themselves between their bodies, her fingers seeking out the button and the zipper that kept him confined in his shorts, making short work of them. With a growing urgency, her fingers pushed them down over his hips and as far as she could push them. Her nails lightly raked against the evidence of his masculinity.
 
He bit and sucked on her neck, leaving evidence of his passing. Marking her for his own, if only for the moment. He grunted as she freed him pushing his shorts to his hips and pulling him free. Her nails having a bit to travel, and more so to feel around him. He moved one arm to her waist, holding her up again as his hand slipped down and with a smile pulled the side of those panties aside. Positioning himself under her, he watched her face as he started to slide inside her.
 
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