A Sexy Beastly Plaything on a Moonlit Encounter ♕

Sexy Beastly Plaything: A Night of Danger

Standing in front of me was a beast of a broad-shouldered man with dazzling eyes, bushy brows, and a dreamy smile I could get lost in. His name was Jared, and we spent the entire evening chatting. Firstly, from the beginning, it was tough to keep from touching each other. My fingertips brushed down his arm, his hand firmly on my hip, then it moved to my back. The bar got more crowded, and a guy jostled up against me from behind. Jared’s nostrils flared like he was breathing fire. So he started to open and close his fists into tight balls, looking a little sexy beastly plaything, like he was going to Hulk out. I put my hand on his chest to settle him down and let him know I was okay.

I stood on my tiptoes and whispered in his ear: “Let’s get out of here.” The quiet walk back to his place was refreshing after the loud bar, and the full moon lit the walk beautifully. Jared kept looking warily at the moon, like he thought it was following us, then he got distracted by my cleavage and led me along quickly with almost an animalistic urgency.

Tongues colliding, slipping in and out; we eventually had to come up for air. Panting next to each other on the stairs. My sexy beastly plaything looked at his watch. I smirked and asked, “Do you have somewhere you need to be?” It was barely 11 pm!

Danger was lurking…

His bed was massive with a 4-poster steel bedframe and manacles attached to each corner. He pushed me onto the bed and peeled off the rest of my clothes. Then I pulled him onto the bed and returned the favor. Jared rubbed his hands over any skin he could touch, and his cock waved at me as I finally removed his underwear. Gorgeous and hung, I climbed up the length of his body and sat down on that sexy mouth of his, letting him taste how excited he’d made me. His muffled moans made me ride his face even harder. My hands ran from my waist up my stomach and chest, landing on my nipples and twisting them.

So now I moved down his body and lowered myself onto his thick, stone-hard cock, shocking him with my forwardness as he let out a sexy beastly roar of pleasure. My breasts pressed against him firmly, jiggling as we rocked ourselves into a rhythm. Jared looked up and growled like a beast into my ear: “I need you to restrain me.” That was the final spark to bring me over the edge. I gasped, then moaned, coming hard all over my plaything’s dick.

My sexy beastly plaything was covered in my fluids

“Use the manacles. We need to make sure it holds.” Certainly an exaggeration, I pulled two ends of the rope tightly apart with a snap and grinned. “This will work just fine.”

So now Jared seemed to be fighting hard against the ropes like his body was going to push through his skin. He wants restraints? OK. My breasts brushed against his arms and face as I pulled his bound wrists above his head and attached his right wrist to one of the manacles. Jared’s eyes looked wild, and he bared his teeth at me like a growling dog. Finally, his teeth grew into fangs, and saliva started pooling on his chest. It seemed to glow in the full moon’s light. Pulling at the manacle, his muscles seemed to grow even bigger, and hair started to sprout… everywhere!

My sexy beastly plaything was bursting at the seams in front of me as I stood there, naked and still dripping with his juices. The thought that came to mind was that this guy was a werewolf. A werewolf? Absurd, I know. But I could feel his incredibly hot breath coming out of a mouth that was now snarling and snapping at me. This was no husband humiliation fun, this was supernatural!

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