Dark Sex - The Swan
Date: 6/12/2019, Categories: Anal, Author: byValentinus, Source: Literotica
She had tormented me long enough and she knew it, easing the beads in and out of me, watching the expression on my face, just as I watched hers in the mirror, while doing the same to her. Our nights sought each other out, across a realm of twilight that had moved its shifting frontiers through words, through aeons of typed emissions, finally glances, and now this: this taut sinecure, this "benefice without cure of souls", a troubadour passage at last, through the door, passes. Your wrists I bound: not together, but corded a foot apart, resting on your back, and you knew why. You had drawn my pain out and seen me endure, and now must you the same, O virgin. One well placed stroke across the buttocks, your knees on the carpet, torso over the bed, saw you jolt, eyes holding mine in the mirror: who guides who? Ah but this pain was too much, a red welt appearing, anger in those eyes but... something else, something darker, challenging, lustful. Reluctantly your hands reach to do my bidding, and you spread your cheeks for me, face red with shame and pride. I am over you from behind like a coiled snake, my oiled hands running up the inside of your thighs, gently caressing your hands on your buttocks, then running up to circle your waist, slipping under to cup your breasts, while my serpents glides the crack seeking its sheath. Flushed red, engorged, like the head of a copperhead snake, a sanguine arrow lying, heated, within the cradle of your parted cheeks, I hear your breath come ...