Thread: The Point of No Return (The_PG&Malicious Lullaby)

And handle it she did. Spanks were very easily capable of being her ultimate undoing. She never experienced but she always wanted to. To be pulled over a mans lap or just be on all fours or lying on her stomach and having her two cheeks be completely at his disposal. A spank to her rear and then maybe even a spank in between her legs, the combination of the two being more than enough to push her over until she was screaming out in pleasure. But it wasnt like that right here. No, with each thrust into her, he rained a spank down on one ass cheek. It added more. She got the full satisfying sensation over and over again of his cock thrusting deep into her by full length and then a delicious spank that got harder and harder each time. Her ass cheek was stinging in such a way that the slight cool air that hit over it made it sizzle with something so profound, it all contributed to how she felt, to how he made her feel, to her pleasure. Their pleasure, really. Each spank made her insides jump. Her pussy contracted tightly around him as the sensation surged through her. Her body shook, her pussy quivered and it was that same deeply satisfying feeling that rolled through her, equivalent to his cock thrusting so deep each time. It felt one way to him, but for Esther, it was like explosions of pleasure each time that she felt throughout her completely. By the end of this, she was certain she wouldnt feel her legs and know nothing else but his name that she would have screamed so many times over. All she heard was her own heavy breathing, his, the sound of his spanks to her rear, alternating now from cheek to cheek, and she felt the slick movement of their bodies together. Her grip on the top of the love seat tightened and if her nails were sharp enough, she would have stabbed it to gain a better grip, it was that good. Her insides were clenching, her mind was muddled and all she knew was the pleasure. Nothing else. She forgot everything else and all that mattered right now was just her and Mr. Pratt and the very naughty thing they were doing. It was so naughty here she was, Esther Martin just a runner at the firm he had a share in and by extension, he was her boss. Technically he was her boss boss boss boss or something along those lines but he had just as much power in deciding her fate at the firm as her manager did. All he had to do was say a word. But here she was, in her own apartment and he was pummeling her so greatly, she knew shed be incredibly sore tomorrow. But it was the kind of sore she liked. It was a great reminder of what happened. She wouldnt forget. She could never forget actual good sex. And this was way beyond good. Esther was going to be ruined for life, it was as if the bar was placed so high, itd be impossible to reach or meet, let alone surpass. Pratt She was panting hard, gasping for breath and losing all sense of formalities in using Mr. before his name. Their bodies collided into the love seat. He really must have been drunk if he kept stumbling but she didnt care. No, because all that mattered was even if he did stumble, he couldnt stop. And he didnt and now, because of the angle, because his body pushed hers into the love seat, she felt something more. Esther never really believed in the existence of the infamous g-spot. Until it actually happened before and it made her scream and almost made her cry, the pleasure had been so great. Now, she was feeling it again, that very same feeling of something more than any stimulation to her nipple, neck or clitoris could provide. It was out of this world, she never was able to describe it. Just that it was so good, she had never been so loud before and neither had she ever felt like she might cry. No sex had ever been that good. But then it happened and now it was happening again. Her moans became increasingly louder, cries of passion and pleasure until she had to bite down on her own hand to try and calm herself. Her eyes watered from the intensity of the pleasure, each thrust was hitting her g-spot and making her entire body rock so hard, it was so hard to believe this was happening right now. Of all the men she decided to hit on and bring back to her place, this one actually turned out to be a marvel in bed. He knew what he was doing, took his time to please a woman and half of his pleasure actually came from enjoying a woman to the truest potential instead of a quick few bangs. Pratt! She cried out his name and a couple of tears actually leaked out of the corners of her eyes. He had done it. He raised the bar. He even said it. He was so close, she knew it. She could feel it and she heard it. That very sexy groan that turned into an even sexier growl and he told her just how close he was. They were both going to. Esther was already there. Her pussy clamped down around his cock even more and she felt a gush of her arousal wash over and the pleasure consumed her, claimed her, as he claimed her. She screamed, unable to help herself as the intensity of such an orgasm took her over the same way he took her intense, rough and hard. She hadnt felt an orgasm like this or an orgasm close to this in so long, it seemed so new to her. Her body shook in his arms and out of this world jolts of pleasure coursed through her at a very quick rate. But it didnt end. It felt like it was never going to end, that with his incessant and merciless thrusting, he prolonged it.