The Raid – Part 2

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The Raid – Part 2The Captain undid his sash and let his robes fall to the ground. The girl watched him until he stood before her like the gods created him- except for numerous scars which he received later in his life. The tiny heart in her chest was still pounding fast and the smell of his cum lingered. The silent man picked up a few pillows that had been stacked in a corner of the room. He dropped them behind her and finally kneeled in front of her once more. The candle light made his body shine like fire, tracing every muscle of his broad chest. He wasn’t as slim as she remembered him, the wiry gaunt Samurai had turned into a bear, she observed. She just had finished the thought as he kissed her again. It was just a distraction as his hands worked to open her robes. The silken cloth slid from her body revealing a maiden’s body with alabaster skin and small tits with perky pink nipples, smaller than a 500 Yen coin. When the last layer of cloth was taken off and piled up next to her, all she could do was avert her embarassed glance and close her legs tight. She knew it was futile but these mannarism were taught early and given up hardly. Stemming his weight on his left arm, he bent forward, his hand reaching for her thigh. It was a rough from years of climbing in the mountains escaping retainers, or climbing walls to steal- or the practice with his sword. His hand moved up and for a moment she thought it would move between her legs. Instead it trailed further upwards, holding her hip, tracing along her soft flat belly, then to her waist, tickling as the fingers crawled over her ribs. They found their final destination when he lifted her breast between thumb and index finger. It was firm and only slighty bent to his touch. It fit well in his large hand as he cupped it around the round flesh. He began to knead the small tit. ankara escort Immediately her nipples stiffened and ever so often a tingly feeling went through her body. She gasped slightly when his lips closed around the nipple of the other tit. With sloppy noises he sucked and pulled. His tongue was alive in his mouth and flicked the nipple playfully. Now and then she could feel his teeth pinching her a little our biting into the flesh around it. Her chest was glistening in the dim orange light by the time he was done. His saliva had covered most of it. I must taste good, she decided. He leaned closer once more, this time his lips went for her neck. She shuddered at his touch and felt his lips leave a trail of kisses as they made for her ear. She nuzzled into his touch, her arms closing around his upper body, pulling him closer. She felt the strange tingly sensation again when he bit into her earlobe. The sensation travelled down between her legs. His hand followed. He would caress her thigh before the stroke went for her private parts. My pussy, she remembered the drunk guards saying whenever they loudly talked and boasted about their midnight aventures in the local brothels, why did they build paper thin walls, she thought annoyed back then. Now she wasn’t annoyed but afraid and curious to equal parts.His hand rubbed over the black fluff and surprised her with an intense tingly feeling when it found her clit- a small red berry eager to be tasted. Deft fingers slid down her lower lips. He stroke up and down, up and down. blood came rushing into her lips and the pink flesh underneath. She couldn’t help but moan loudly into his ear. She wasn’t a stranger to that feeling. Some nights she touched herself but stopped long before the climax, too afraid somebody might enter the room as they overheard her moans, too ashamed ankara escort bayan how she might look like- damn these thin walls. Now that didn’t matter anymore. Her legs gave up the resistance and parted for him. She was wet, she realized as lewd noises filled the silence. She could also feel that her inner thighs were covered in her juices whenever a small breeze went over them and made her shiver. Goosebumps covered her limbs as he brought his lips down. They tenderly closed around her clit, his tongue came poking out between them and took her by surprise. As another moan escaped she sank backwards into the pillows offering her womanhood to the man who had one her. His tongue was slimy and surprisingly strong. As if with a live of its own it danced over her wet pussy, exploring every fold. A stubby beard covered his face and tickled her groin where the skin was thin and blood streamed close to the surface. He appeared more like an a****l as he pleasured her with his mouth but she enjoyed it nonetheless. Before she knew it, his hands assisted him. His fingertips spreading her lips apart to reveal all the details of her pussy. To see the wet pinknflesh must have been as appatizing to him as it were to wild b**sts as he pressed his mouth roughly against the gaping pussy and poked his tongue inside her. For a moment it whirled around inside her, moving unpredictably and sending shivers through her body each time it found a sensative spot.Her captor seemed to be eager to return the pleasure he took from her. The tongue was replaced by two fingers, harder, more precise, large enough to make some men jealous. They already had to stretch her tight pussy, forcing their way in. Not all the way, she noticed, he knows I’m a virgin. She wouldn’t mind if he just took her by force, making her bleed and wince in pain- escort ankara it was nothing compared to what he had to endure. Instead he was careful, and that trace of care in this ragged outlaw’ heart, made her even more wet for him.Suddenly he did something with his fingers that sent an intense pleasure through her body, first making her tremble then clutching onto his head, her core muscles tensing and her upper body rising up from the pillows once more. She pulled on his head, her hands running through his wet brown hair, and buried it between her breasts. His fingers were bent inside her, pressing against the upper wall, rubbing a knot inside her that she never knew and no touch had felt ever better. Loud moans cut the silence of the night. Faster and faster he moved his arm.Until now it had only been a trickle in which her juices flowed outside her, but now she felt a much stronger urge to release fluid. It was a warm familiar feeling. She bit down on her lip, then kissed his head, he did not stop to rub that magic spot. Her body was vibrating with his touch. She half laughed, half moaned as the dams broke and she let go. As a murky white fluid splurted out of her like pee, she twitched and shivered in indescribable pleasure. Her love juice, she named it, came in waves, soaking the robes and floor around them and him, but he did not mind. By then she had collapsed, still shivering, electrified, surpressing moans. Not being able to control herself, she closed her legs and squirmed when he kissed her one last time on her lady parts as if to reward it for the reaction. Then he pushed himself forward, both his arms pinned into the tatami next to her head. Two black orbs of onyx as eyes stared down at her, half smiling and half concerned. Pearls of her love juice hung in the dark hair on his chest. She ran her hands through it and lifted her head to place a loving kiss on his lips, getting a taste of her own lewdness. She knew what would follow as his hot and throbbing member slapped against her pussy, and she was ready for it. I want it, she whispered. He nodded.

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