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

She gasped softly at the feeling of his rough and calloused hands finding their way to her full breasts. She wasnt abnormally busty, not even busty really. For her frame and size eight figure, her breasts seemed to compliment her body, being of proper size and proportion to her curves. All through high school Esther had been a C-cup. She was a bit heavier then and it wasnt until she got more active, mostly from dance and color guard. She dropped her weight quickly but her assets never seemed to go away. And after high school, at some point her breasts required a D-cup instead of a C-cup. Itd been that way ever since and well the men at the bar never seemed to complain when shed purposely push the cleavage up for their viewing pleasure. Bigger tits equaled bigger tips. That and when she turned twenty-one and Abby took her out for her birthday to celebrate being able to finally drink legally, they both played Hello-Titty with the bartender several times. Together, they paid fifty dollars in drinks. The rest had been because of taking advantage of their assets. All Abbys idea and Esther was easily susceptible to it after the fifth beer and fifth birthday shot. She hardly remembered that night. That meant it had been a really good night and nights mission had been achieved Esther got really wasted that night, far more than she was right now. Obviously. Right now, the only thing she was very aware of was Mr. Pratts straining erection pressing against her soaked panties and his lips and teeth teasing her nipples. Her hands slightly shakily slip up his shoulders and around his neck, as if encouraging him and holding him close to her while he enjoyed what she had to offer. She wasnt complaining one bit. No, the moan that came from her begged to differ immensely. The things he did only flamed her need and her arousal further. It had been so long since a man actually took the time to please her body and Esther wasnt used to it. It only made her more sexually frustrated and she just wanted his cock inside of her right now but she knew it would be worth the wait. She was a firm believer that if a man took the time to butter up the woman nicely before plunging deep within her, he was so worth it in bed. That meant he didnt just care about his pleasure. He cared about hers as well. That half of his pleasure came from enjoying her before delving into the main course. That was rare to find in a man. Not many felt that way. Certainly, most of the men she had slept with in the past that served to be horrible dates and something satisfying one night lays, didnt do this. A couple of them did and Mr. Pratt was going against the bar they had raised but very quickly, he was already raising it. She felt his hands disappear from her body and she knew why, her own hands quick to aid and soon the barrier between them was disposed of. Her panties were aside and she felt him against her, a whimper of disappointment coming from her when he plainly missed actually pushing into her. Because of their current state of inebriation, even she wanted to laugh but she held back, instead taken aback by his willingness to rectify the situation. Her hands moved back around his neck, her fingers sliding into the soft locks of his hair and she held on, her back arched and she filled his hands with her bottom even more, the very pressure of the squeeze making shivers run up her spine. If he spanked her right there, she just might cum. That had always been such a turn on. Being spanked. Some men had given her a proper hiding in the past and it proved to be delicious. Her first boyfriend Chad made her discover just how much she liked to be spanked. Only he thought it weird and didnt do it often. That helped to fizzle their sex life. The couple of one night stands she had after college that proved worth while and raised the bar, they made her cum alone from spanking and while going down on her. At this point, since she was so ready to burst, one spank here and another there just might be enough to be her ultimate undoing. It was on the tip of her tongue, to ask him to spank her, but she felt him lift her and she felt the head of his cock push against her entrance. It stopped her from asking and instead, she enjoyed the sensation of his wide expanse stretching and filling her like none had done before. Her hands slid down to his shoulders and she dug her nails into them, her eyes closed and her head tilted back as a deep moan filtered from her. All inhibition was stripped away and all she knew was the pleasure that she was about to feel and that he was the one to give it to her. Her wet pussy clamped down around his thick shaft and she felt the slide of him ease further into her, deeper until she sheathed him to the hilt. One hand slid up into the back of his hair and it was like she was tuned into what he wanted her lips. Her head dipped down and she met his lips in for a deep kiss. Esther was ready for this show to get on the road. Either that or she was going to beg him to spank her until her ass cheeks were bright red, left with the imprint of his hand on each cheek, and make her cum so hard, she would momentarily forget her name. But right now, she needed his cock, she needed to feel the immense pleasure she got from moving up and down, from him thrusting. That satisfaction that she could only get from this penetration and the kind she felt like she hadnt gotten in forever. Esther lift her hips, using her knees on either side of him as an anchor, and lifted up on him, feeling the slide of him out of her before she slowly lowered back down, sheathing herself around him tightly once more and getting that second bout of immense satisfaction movement. She moaned softly into the kiss and her tongue pushed into his mouth. Now this was sex.