Sex Snapshot 6: Hard

Slowly he stroked around my nipple, raising goosebumps on my breast. Achingly, slowly, his fingertips brushed over the nipple and suddenly the flesh contracted and my tips hardened. A lick, a suck, and where there had been soft skin, firm arousal took its place.

Hard. Beautiful. Photo courtesy of mloc.

Trading between breasts he sucked, tongued, pinched, rolled, and bit. So sensitive. No pain tolerance. I begged him softly to ease off. I yelped. Too much. Ahh, there, better. Oh, yes, very good. Unh, fuck, yes, mmmmm…

But he wielded another instrument of divine torture. This one an actual toy, not just his hands or his mouth. Cold, hard steel. Curved, smooth. The hot walls of my cunt clenched tight trying to bar its entry. No luck, it breached the opening. The cold shocked as the silvery head split me open, and a small cry escaped my lips. Once it was inside he began to fuck me relentlessly with it. My juices spilled out, wetting my thighs, and he pushed me to a couple of orgasms. I tried to get away, the intensity was astounding, but one arm was pressed across my hips, holding me down. Wetting his cock with my come, he slipped the steel from my cunt and slid home.

“Is that what you wanted? A good, hard fucking?”

“Yes. Oh fuck, yes!”

“You liked that cold steel in your pussy. You’re so wet.”

I did like it. I loved it. Harder and faster he drove into me and I took everything. I wanted it all, took it all, clenching and squeezing with my pussy as he drove me to another orgasm. Again a switch, steel for cock, coupled with his mouth on my clit until I came again, trembling, bucking, shaking.

Hard nipples. Hard steel. Hard cock. Hard clit. And yet, with D, it's never hard. It's the easiest thing in the world.