Page 55 of Savage Games

“Press down. Impale yourself on my cock.”

Her hands shifted under the water as she slowly lowered herself onto my thick shaft.

We moaned in unison at the tight joining.

Elizabeth dropped her head back on my shoulder. “Should I try to move?”

Running my hand down her front to tease her clit, I shook my head. “No, my love. I just want you to feel every inch of my cock inside of you. Can you feel it pulse each time you squeeze?”

Elizabeth moaned as her hand slid up to grasp my thigh, her long nails digging into my skin.

“Does my baby need it rougher?”

“Oh, God, yes. Yes!”

Reaching out, I grasped the crystal jellie dildo. At only about an inch and a half wide and smooth and straight, it was perfect for what I had planned. Adjusting its twelve-inch length in my hand, I placed my free hand at her throat. “Open your mouth.”

Elizabeth obeyed.

Placing the purple dildo just out of reach of her mouth, I further commanded, “Lick it. Get it nice and wet before I shove it down your throat.”

She whimpered before her pink tongue stretched out to lick and swirl around the thick head.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Oh, God.”

“Say it, baby. Tell me to choke you with this dildo as I fuck you.”

Elizabeth’s nails dug harder into my thigh. “Choke me, Richard. Use me,” she begged.

Placing the tips of my fingers just below her jaw, I angled her head and slowly pushed the dildo into her waiting open mouth. The moment it struck the back of her throat, she gagged. I pulled it up slightly before tapping the back of her throat again.

Her shoulders jerked as she choked.

“Come on, baby. Do it for me. Open your throat.”

This time I forced her to work past her gag reflex. Pushing till I felt the toy pop past the resisting muscle at the top of her throat. She breathed noisily through her nose as I carefully pushed several inches deep into her throat.

Waiting till she struggled, I pulled free but only let her suck in a ragged breath before once more thrusting the dildo down her throat.

“That’s it, baby. Swallow it.”

I pulsed the long dildo in and out of her throat just as I moved my hips.

“Touch yourself,” I growled against her neck.

The soapy water splashed as Elizabeth anchored her feet and raised her knees then placed a hand between her legs, adding her fingertips to the steady pulse of water already hitting her sensitive clit.

Matching the pulse of the dildo down her throat to the pulsing shallow thrusts of my cock, I could feel her body shake and tremble under the assault.

The moment I felt her body tense then relax from her orgasm, I pulled the dildo free.

“On your knees.”

The water splashed over the edge onto the floor as Elizabeth shifted position.

Holding the dildo in front of her face, I demanded, “Fuck your throat.”

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