Playmate Christine Smith gets her boobs all wet
Tuesday, November 24, 2009 15:42 Author: Nurgle 
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Mayoite says:
December 1st, 2009 at 8:21 pm
“You’re all wet slut.” A voice whispered as Christine felt a hand wrap
around her wrist just as she reached the cloth. She had to bite
back and loud scream.
Looking over her shoulder, her wet hair arcing out with her movements, Christine saw Steve standing, naked, at the entrance to the shower.
“What you doing in here?” Christine whispered, she knew that her husband
would never hear her – or anything – over the shower and his own
snoring (not to mention his no doubt alcohol induced coma) but Christine
whispered none the less.
“Well, I thought you would have gathered by now that I do pretty much
whatever I want right?” Steve replied, smiling, as he stepped into the
large shower cubicle. He moved closer to Christine, seemingly unfazed by
the shower’s temperature and kept coming closer until she felt the
cold, wet tile of the shower wall against her back. She considered
herself lucky that she didn’t bash herself against one of the taps.
Reaching out, Steve closed his hands around Christine’s glistening
breasts, cupping them lightly. She closed her eyes and sighed at
his touch, already forgetting how pissed off she’d been at her Master
only five minutes ago.
Slowly, Steve let his thumbs circle around the taut peaks of Christine’s
nipples, enticing a soft moan from her. “Isn’t that the way it goes? I
do what I want?” Steve asked, teasing. The tips of his thumbs were
rubbing the length of her hard, pink nipples as His fingers
massaged and kneaded her firm tits.
“Mmmm yes Master.” Brandie moaned softly then gasping as Steve’s fingers
tightened their hold on her tits, squeezing deeply.
“That’s right slut.” Steve said, leaning down, pushing his mouth tightly
to hers, kissing her powerfully, deeply, in a way that her husband had
never done before. And probably never will. Brandie thought regrettably
as her body responded as it always did. She arched her back, pushing
her tits into Steve’s tight grip as she kissed him back with passion.
She felt his tongue slide warmly into her mouth, pressing against her
own and she met it, pushing her tongue into a slow duel with it.
Brandie moaned deeply, pushing it and her breath into Steve’s mouth as
his fingers caught her nipples in between them, closing around them and
squeezing.
Slowly, Steve pulled back from their kiss, letting his tongue flicker
across her lips before he leant down further. Smiling up at her, Steve
let his tongue slowly caress the wet curves of Brandie’s tits, taking
the water from them.
“Ohhh god.” Brandie sighed, running her fingers through Steve’s short,
wet hair as his tongue ran a course along every inch of her tits,
lighting a fire in her but refusing to stoke it by avoiding her
nipples. Brandie arched her back, trying to push her tits toward him,
but Steve leant back. Brandie sighed again, in frustration, but she
knew Steve was in control and was going to do things his way.
Brandie moaned and sighed as Steve’s tongue continued it’s course and
she felt his lips brush over the full, firm globes of her tits. Finally
though, she felt Steve’s tongue lash across her tight pink nipple and
she groaned loudly, not thinking of her husband sleeping upstairs.
“God yesss.” Brandie hissed as Steve’s lips closed around her left
nipple, sucking firmly. Simultaneously, his right hand had come up
between her thighs and was pressed tight against her smooth pussy.
Brandie’s head was spinning in pleasure and from the change in pace,
Steve always kept her on her toes.
Steve grinned around Brandie’s nipple as he sucked, his hand pressing
and rubbing against the mound of her smooth pussy. He could feel her
body reacting further to him, he loved how easy she was to make his. He
didn’t think he was going to let go of this one, no matter the outcome
of tomorrow’s little plan.
Steve sucked Brandie’s gorgeous tit deeper into his mouth, His teeth
closing around her nipple, causing Brandie to shudder.
“Ohh god yes. More.” Brandie moaned, his fingers curled into Steve’s
hair as Steve suddenly bit down on Brandie’s nipple, causing her to
squeal loudly.
“Ohh fuck!” Brandie exclaimed, feeling her nipple stretch as Steve leant
back, finally letting it pop out of the grip he had on it. He smiled up
at his slut, his hand still rubbing at her cunt.
“You’re gonna wake up my husband.” Brandie whispered reproachfully, but
she smiling lustily.
Letting his hand fall from her soaked pussy, Steve stood and turned
Brandie around, pushing her against the cold, tile wall, mashing her
tits into it.
“You better keep it quiet as you can then huh slut?” Steve said as he
pushed against her, the hard length of his cock rubbing against her
back.
“Y-yes Master.” Brandie replied, bracing herself against the wall,
pushing back to rub on his cock, shuffling her legs apart as she did.
Brandie mewled as she felt Steve’s cock rub across her asscheeks, it’s
thick head coming to rest against her spread lips. Brandie wanted – no
needed – her Master’s cock and she tried to push back further but Steve
held her still.
Suddenly Brandie felt Steve buck his hips sharply, burying every inch of
his long cock into her needy pussy. She heard him grunt deeply and it
was all she could do to keep from screaming how good the stinging
thrust of Steve’s hard cock was. She bit her lip again and all that
escaped was a lengthy gutteral moan.
Steve growled against the back of Brandie’s neck, marvelling as always
at the snug warmth of her wet cunt. He pressed his hips against her
ass, grinding her tits against the wet tiles of the shower stall,
holding his entire length inside her, not moving it.
“Oh God Master, so good.” Brandie moaned breathlessly, she still hadn’t
gotten over the novelty of being so utterly filled by a cock like Steve
had. She moved her hips slowly, circling them, trying to get her Master
to fuck her, but he wasn’t complying.
Steve grinned as he felt Brandie grinding back at him, trying to coax
him into fucking her, he wanted to of course, her pussy felt too good
not to want to fuck. But he had other plans for his slut this time.