Wednesday, 18 December 2019

Rules of the game


Caging me on the wall
He gripped my waist in one hand
And clutched my wrists in another
I stopped twisting beneath him
I realized, there was no escape

So when I wriggled my butt against his
I could feel the prod of his erection
Growing
His hands started sliding
Behind my back
Unzipping my layer

I digged my nails on his buttocks
And brought him closer to my velvety flesh
He was straining

I released him from the clutches of modesty
He fell heavily on my palms
Hot and throbbing
His breath erratic
His musk strong

I stroked him gently
Sizing up his balls
He groaned in my indulgence

I positioned him facing the wall
Gyrating on his posterior
Holding his power 
In mine

I need you, he groaned desperately

Well, the rules of the game has changed, I replied mockingly
I will go slow
Very slow
Till you cum
In my hands.

©LR


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