Treason and Plot's Stories

  Pablo’s tongue is between Mia’s legs, each movement calculated and almost cruelly slow. He quickens the tempo slightly in response to her moans of pleasure and frustration but just when she is on the brink of orgasm it becomes maddeningly slow again. Mia begs him to increase the speed and pressure: “Oh my God, you fucking arsehole, FASTER, HARDER!” but his response now is to go even slower, letting her know who’s boss. “I fucking hate you,” she hisses, pulling at his hair. “I HATE YOU.” He reacts by standing up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and slitting his eyes at her. “I will lie on the bed and you will sit on top of me. In reverse,” he says, tearing open a condom packet.   “Fuck you, you bastard,” says Mia, but within a couple of seconds she has complied. She likes the way he grabs her arms and forces them behind her back so she can’t use her hands. She grinds herself on top of him and when he thrusts his pelvis so his thick cock is knocking against he...

 

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 Mia spreads her legs and jams two- then three- impatient fingers inside. Her right forefinger circles her clitoris, pretending to be Raj's tongue. " Cocksucker ," she whispers. Her fingers push deeper, slick with juice and urgency, no longer her fingers but Raj's fingers. No longer Raj's fingers, but Raj's cock. Her right forefinger slows and falters. How can his cock be inside her if his tongue is on her clit? That would be physically impossible. She grunts with frustration and starts again. His cock is thrusting deep inside her while his thumb massages her clit. Oh, yeah. You fucking dirty cocksucker. She tightens her muscles around her fingers and licks her right forefinger before touching herself again, her clit swollen and shiveringly sensitive, almost too painful to bear. Oh Raj, Oh my God- his imaginary thumb continues to rub, in perfect, agonizing rhythm with her fingers. A few more thrusts and -  Her phone rings. Her fucking phone rings. Mia wipes ...

Mia grinds  against his hand as she hungrily kisses him, his tongue in her mouth working in rhythm with his fingers between her legs. Noah whispers: I love how you suck my fingers after I've fingered you.