We get a whole lot of email from our fans and we appreciate every letter that gets sent in by Kink Lovers. Sometimes the letters take a dirty twist, and when we get one so naughty (like this one) we really need to publish it for the whole community to enjoy. As always, fans should play safe and be sure to enjoy yourself in ways that will have your partners cumming back for more next time.
Thanks Kerry S. for your permission to show off your fantasy writing skills, we loved it!
The Last Thing I Saw Were the Stars
I was almost out of breath as it was, with him chasing me through the woods that night. He loved this game almost as much as I did, and I knew when I was caught it would only get better from there. I hid behind the trees, thinking he’d never spot me, but it was only a few moments before I felt his gloved hands sensually clinched around my neck, caressing my pulse and freeing me to visit that blissful place I call asphyxiaphilia.
He knew how much I wanted it. To feel that tight grip around my neck, and the flutter of my senses coming to life. The tingle of desperation in my ears, drowned out by that familiar high-pitched whistle. Some girls like diamonds, others love breath play. That’s what I told myself, rationalizing away any feelings of humiliation as best I could… Â I gasped as my mind screamed and a rush of air invaded my nostrils only to be turned back by a cough.
His fingers moved fast, ripping my panties, and soon he had plugged me completely air-tight. His fingers were magic, as I felt my whole body going limp and my juices gushing all over his strong hands.
Drifting from orgasm to orgasm as if I were still dreaming, he released me and my body sagged down to the cold, wet ground completely exhausted. I looked down, averting his gaze and saw only his shadowed figure standing above me. Dropping his leather pants only enough to unleash his cock – I was too drained to do much good. He got hold of himself with that same tight grip and jerked until a frothy shower of cum sprayed his seed, showering me in the warm milk of his manhood. The last thing I saw were the night sky stars beyond his head before the final trembles of orgasm raced through my sexually hypoxic body.
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