Mobile Drooling Videos
Based on a series done by Lisanne Norman in an AU.
His tongue poked out and my hands were in his hair, pushing him closer, closer. Finally it was too much and I screamed out loud--luckily, my voice was lost in the music. I felt myself come all over his mouth, and he wiped it off shakily with the back of his hand.
Meanwhile, the music pounded in my ears, and everyone else danced, oblivious. Number Three came toward me with a hard on so obvious that I caught my breath and dug my fingernails into the wall behind me, leaving ten crescent-shaped marks in the paint that would later be painted over. He began to lick me all over, and I purred deeply against him. The fact that his tongue was everywhere but my mouth was almost driving me insane, and I gripped his back and pulled him closer. His tongue glided across my jaw, and I shivered. Finally he dropped down and his tongue travelled up my legs, up my thighs, and stopped just at my clit. I was shaking, trembling as he gave it one coarse lick, but that was enough. I screamed again, and he pinned me against the wall as I thrashed against his mouth. I may have been exhausted somewhere, in a different universe, but in this universe I was only eager for more.
Number Four was classically horny, I could see that. He didn't need his mouth anywhere but on my mouth. He tipped his head to the side and kissed me deeply, both hands travelling up my sides and finally down to my ass so he could grind himself against me. I felt him shudder as he came so violently that his jeans were dampened. He groaned softly as he did so, gripping the soft flesh of my upper arms and thrusting just once more. I was mesmerized by him, and his thighs against me forced whimpers from between my lips. I thrust myself into his leg and slowly came, a heated orgasm that built up slowly and sweetly.
My breath came fast as Number Five stepped up. His legs were shaking, and he glanced around to see who was watching as he put both hands on my waist, cocked his head to one side, and slowly leaned in. His mouth pressed tight against mine, stealing all my breath, and he pushed me against the wall, hands all over me, but not in an unpleasant way. They flickered down my shoulders, across my arms, over my breasts, and swept down my hips. Finally he cupped his fingers around my ass and pulled me closer, his lips and tongue more passionate on mine now. He groaned softly, then a little louder as I felt him harden against me. Just as I felt like I was about to orgasm, my heart rate building until I was blind and deaf, he stepped away. My pupils even hurt from the pressure, and I brought my hand down between my legs anxiously. I couldn't let the pleasure escape--the Sins tightened into a circle around me so that no one could possibly see me and I masturbated, the groans building until I let out a yelp of extreme pleasure. Panting, I glanced up to see all the Sins staring, renewly hard.
Number Six tripped over his own feet, he was so eager to step up to the plate. the music pounded in my ears, and I leaned against the wall, nearly exhausted. But I still had two more Sins to go, and Six and Seven both looked ridiculously excited. Number Six stepped up and pressed his mouth over mine, and just as Number Five, his hands fluttered over my skin. But the touch was heated, eager, and I pressed myself into him until our flesh was one line. His hands both came down between my legs and rubbed upward, once. I cried out, and my fingers clenched around his lower back and ass. He thrust his fingers against my naked clit and this time the yelp escaped in a hiss through my teeth. Faster and faster came the pressure, until finally I thrust against him and cried out. He groaned, too, as both my hands came around his hardness and I pressed once. We leaned against each other panting and sweating. I glanced up to see my last Sin--Number Seven.
His muscles pushed against the thin membrane of a white T-Shirt, and a shudder rippled through me as I saw how hard he was.