A Thousand Miles Away
I was fantasising the other night of you all on your own in your double bed dressed in a beautiful black lacy underwear set. It was a tight black boned corset, keeping your back set straight and making you look so seriously curvy by forcing your big firm breasts up, spilling out and forming a
wonderful v-shaped cleavage. Your tiny tight black g-string panties were only just hiding your delicately hairy aching pussy. The outfit was finished off with suspenders held taught between a pair of black silky seamed stockings, firmly gripping your hot thighs and the boned bodice of the tight corset above and a pair of seven inch black stillettoed high heels. The heels were so sharp you could slice the back open of any man who dared take your long elegant legs over his shoulders . You were hot. The night was hot . You were sweating due to the humidity. You had all the windows open and the muslin curtains were blowing into the room with the warm wind behind them. Your mind was racing and you had one hand down between your legs inside your thin translucent panties and one hand caressing the textures of the black outfit you had covering your curves. You were thrashing about wildly, frustrated because the cock that you wished was fucking you hard was a thousand miles away in England and you couldn't have it. It was making you mad and the only release was to make yourself cum and cum over and over again wishing harder and harder.
What you didn't realise was that you were being watched. Someone was outside your window looking in as you writhed about in the candle light of your room, you breasts heaving with lust your nipples harder than steel trying to poke their way through the sturdy corset. You were in too much of a frenzy to notice as they climbed in through the window quietly and removed their shoes. You were groaning out loud and fantasising so much that you weren't aware that they had moved across your bedroom and were standing over you at
your bedside. As the large manly figure reached down to touch you, you thought it was all part of your empassioned dream and let out a sigh of relief, at last the dream had become so vivid you could actually feel the touch on your skin. The stranger took off his socks and pushed himself on
top of you. You writhed in delight and dropped your jaw to take deeper, gutsier breaths. You reached down and ripped off the shirt that covered his manly chest and ran your hands up and down is amazing, firm torso. He didn't want your help, he preferred your vunerability and slapped you firmly but to your lustful pleasure across your face and proceeded to tie up your hands tightly together and then to the bed above your head. You suddenly realised that this wasn't your dream and you let out a hard screech. He held your mouth with his hands and stares hard into your enflamed eyes, shaking his head, three times. You see how beautiful he is and you are torn between lust and fear. It strikes you that you have no choice other than to relent and
take what he has to offer. Your stomach turns sickeningly but your passion and lust drives it away as the anger and fear turns into total and utter wanton desire. You bite at his hand cutting him but as he raises his hand to
slap you he sees that you are licking the blood away and with the lust in your eyes he knows you want him. He removes his tight belt and wraps it around your mouth, just to make sure. He then removes his now bulging trousers and you watch as his enormous tool dances out from the button fly hard and filled with rushing, pumping blood. You gasp from your stomach and pray for a fast entry. Instead he turns around and straddles your face his legs between your arms and your head. This is painful for your but you are
resigned to taking what is coming. His balls are moving around your face and you can smell his sweat as he spits saliva down onto your cleavage. Leaning forward he places the head of his long piece onto your cleavage and thrusts
it deep down in between your breasts. You can only see his arse pumping backward and forward and his bollocks are slapping your chin rythmnically as you take tightest, horniest tit fuck you ever dreamed of. The boned corset
is digging into you as he pulsates more and more, although it is agony you are beginning to get a real kick out of the pain. Your legs are in the air as you buck with delight and he reaches forward for one of them, pulling it back and spanking your buttocks as he rides your tits. He then notices your favourite dildo lying on the side of your bed and pulling aside your panties drives it hard into your anus. You cry with pain but grunt from deep in your
throat in lust and desire, you want it harder and harder.
Just as you are about to come to a thundering climax, he pulls both his cock and the dildo out. Your energy drops and you are breathing outrageously as your body seems to fall deep into the bed. He senses this weakness and reaches up as he turns around releasing your hands. You throw your hand wildly, brandishing your long nails and flicking them off his cheek, again drawing blood in four straight cuts along his jaw line. He just smiles and catches your hand as you throw it again. As he squeezes your wrist with his
right hand he reaches down with his left finding your tiny now soaking wet panties and rips them off, the g-string stinging your skin as it pulls over your flesh. He strokes your damp hairs gently and looks at you deeply, again shaking his head three times. He then pulls a clump out and slings it over your corset and breasts. You buck up and let out a gasp. Another bigger clump follows. You scramble your free hand to your bedside cabinet where you keep a shining, sharp cut throat razor. You know this is a risk but you now
want to push the realms beyond anything you have known. He takes it from you and you spread your legs flat and wide pulling your skin back from your pelvis with your fingers. He sets down between your legs and pushes three fingers deep into your wet pot scooping out your wonderful juices and disperses them into your small wispy thatch. He the takes the razor and draws it in a long stroke down towards your pussy. You gasp and shudder. Another stroke, another gasp, then he wipes the fresh cut hair onto the inside of your thigh just above your stocking top. Another long, slow stroke and it's done. You release the taught skin and reach to feel your newly shaven box, it feels wonderful. You love it. He tosses the razor to the floor and crawls up mouth to your cheek and breaths "now I can fuck you" gently into your ear. As he releases the belt from your mouth you ask him to repeat. "Now I can fuck you" he says in his deep ENGLISH accent. Suddenly all of your energy soars back and you throw your legs wider than you ever have before begging for penetration. "FUCK ME NOW WITH YOUR BIG ENGLISH PRICK" you shout "FUCK ME HARD" "FUCK ME" you scream as I take my throbbing length and drive it wildly forever into your screaming pussy. You are now thrashing about the bed as you put your legs up around my shoulders for full, deep, thick penetration. You are screaming hard "HARDER, FUCK ME
HARDER", both our backs are arched to their full extent and your sharp stillettoes are now digging deep into my back drawing deep red blood which is dripping down onto your white silk sheets. We are fucking deeply and drowning in my blood and it is driving us wilder and wilder as we both
scream out cries louder than the Earth as we hit the most incredible and tumultuous, soaring, eruption of a climax there has ever been in the Universe. We come together for over three or four minutes, shaking and panting, gushing our juices inside and all over each other. We are hot and
sweat is dripping as our bodies are still all tensed up and screaming for more. Your breasts come out over your corset and are heaving heavily as I pull out my cock and send the last spurt of my cum up and over them which you rub into the red raw nipples that are so hard they are like bullets. I fall down my face plunged into those great tits of yours and you push me onto my back. You go down and start sucking hard on my now softening cock to taste the wonderful ocktail of juices. As you suck hard there is a slight twinge and you realise there may be another fuck in this boys prick and start to suck even harder.........
.......but that's another story!!!!!!
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