My Masked Bondage Fantasy. He Fucks my ASS I SQUIRT with Multiple REAL ORGASMS & he CUMS on my TITS!

The solar had barely peeked over the horizon after I awoke, my thoughts already buzzing with anticipation. Today was the day I’d lastly stay out my masked bondage fantasy with my new lover, Jack. I had been teasing him for weeks with glimpses of my curvy physique in lacy lingerie, whispering naughty options in his ear till he might take no extra. Now, it was time to seal the deal.

I sauntered into the bed room, clad in a sheer black babydoll that hardly contained my ample breasts and spherical ass. Jack’s eyes widened as he took within the sight of me, his mouth watering on the guarantees of delight. I handed him a blindfold and twine, intentionally brushing my fingers towards his as I did so.

“Tie me up, Jack,” I purred, my voice husky with want. “Make me your captive, your plaything. I want you to ravage every inch of my body until I can’t take anymore.”

Jack’s palms trembled barely as he secured the blindfold round my eyes, plunging me into darkness. I felt the comfortable caress of the rope towards my pores and skin as he started to tie me, slowly and methodically binding my wrists and ankles, pulling my limbs taut. The sensation of being totally at his mercy despatched shivers down my backbone.

With a last tug, Jack stepped again to admire his handiwork. I might really feel the stretch of the ropes, the scrumptious strain towards my flesh, solely including to my arousal. I bit my lip to stifle a moan as Jack ran his palms over my physique, tracing the curves he had so expertly accentuated.

“Such a pretty little toy,” he murmured, his breath sizzling towards my ear. “I’m going to break you, make you mine.”

I gasped as I felt the cool metallic of a spreader bar urgent towards my ankles, securing them in place. The vulnerability of being spreadeagled, utterly uncovered to Jack’s whims, solely heightened my pleasure. I might really feel my pussy throbbing, my juices already starting to dampen my babydoll.

Jack teased me mercilessly, operating his fingers alongside my interior thighs, simply inches away from the place I wanted him most. I squirmed towards my bonds, desperation mounting with every denying contact. Finally, after I thought I’d scream, Jack’s fingers discovered my sizzling, aching flesh.

I cried out as he started to stroke my pussy, his digits sliding simply by means of my slick folds. He circled my clit with skilled precision, coaxing me in direction of the sting. Pleasure constructed low in my stomach, my breath coming sooner as my physique wound tighter with every passing second.

“Come for me,” Jack commanded, his different hand reaching as much as tweak my nipples by means of the skinny material of my babydoll. “Show me how much you want it.”

With a last brush of his fingers, I got here undone. My orgasm ripped by means of me, my pussy clenching round nothing as I screamed Jack’s title. But he did not let me relaxation, his fingers relentlessly driving me onwards, pushing me in direction of a second, much more highly effective climax.

White sizzling pleasure crashed over me, my physique shaking with the depth of my launch. I felt a trickle of liquid escape my core, the primary sensations of my ‘anal squirt’, the Holy Grail of orgasms. Jack continued to work me by means of it, my muscle tissues protesting towards the overwhelming stimulation.

Just as I believed I’d cross out from the sheer energy of my pleasure, Jack withdrew his hand. I whimpered on the loss, gasping after I felt the blunt head of his cock urgent towards my dripping entrance. He pushed into me with a single, swift thrust, filling me so utterly I noticed stars behind the blindfold.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his hips snapping ahead as he started to fuck me arduous and quick. Each deep stroke dragged towards my swollen, delicate flesh, igniting nerves I by no means knew existed.

I met his thrusts as greatest I might, my physique helpless to do something however take the brutal pounding. The ropes bit into my pores and skin, a scrumptious counterpoint to the pleasure Jack was giving me. I might really feel one other orgasm constructing, my pussy fluttering round his thick shaft.

“Harder,” I begged, panting and breathless. “Ruin me, Jack. Make me your slut.”

He obliged, his rhythm turning feral as he chased his personal launch. The sound of pores and skin slapping towards pores and skin crammed the room, interspersed with my cries and Jack’s grunts of exertion. My physique tensed, poised on the cusp of ecstasy, my each nerve strained to the breaking level.

With a last, devastating thrust, I shattered round him. My pussy clenched rhythmically, milking Jack’s cock as I squirted for the second time, my legs shaking from the power of it. I felt him pulse inside me, his cock twitching as he spilled his seed deep inside my core.

We stayed locked collectively, panting and gasping because the aftershocks rippled by means of us. Jack fastidiously untied me, rubbing the marks on my pores and skin. I melted into his arms, my physique boneless and sated. It had been all the things I had hoped for and extra.

As we lay there, basking within the afterglow, Jack peppered kisses over my face, whispering candy nothings in my ear. I smiled into the darkness, already wanting ahead to our subsequent journey. Together, not even my wildest fantasies had been out of attain.