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Adult Movie	By : boxcarglamour Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > General > Lord of the Ring Stars Views: 1447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Oh, oh, oh, oh!”
“Mmm. That’s right, baby. Right there. Fuck, yeah.”
“Fuck me good, Chance. Oh, baby.”
Dom stared at the television. He was absorbed in it, if it was possible for one to be absorbed in a pornographic movie and not doing anything but watching it. He stared straight ahead, one hand resting on his thigh, placidly, the other draped over the back of the couch.
“Dom, are you going to--” She stopped when she saw the lights out and Dom staring at the television. Her head tilted to the side slightly, a grin crossed her lips when she heard the loud moans coming from the surround sound speakers. She was surprised she hadn’t heard them in her room.

He didn’t turn his head, or really even acknowledge that she had entered the room. She smiled to herself and moved more into the darkened living room. The light from the TV was playing across the entire room, illuminating it into a blue glow. She slid on the couch next to him. She faced him, her knees under her body and she leaned over his body a little, reaching for the TV Guide that was laying on the armrest next to him.

Dom turned his head slowly and looked at her, watching carefully as she slid back over him, nonchalantly letting her hand run across the front of his jeans. He looked back to the TV, reaching for the remote that was half buried under his thigh.

“Don’t turn it.” She whispered against his ear. He turned his head a little to look at her, she pulled her head away slightly so she could see him. She grinned, but it wasn’t a humored grin, it was a mischievous one. Dom knew that grin well enough. He cleared his throat and she let her eyes move to the TV for a long moment, until he looked away from her.

She leaned closer to him again, pressing her lips against his ear gently. “You like watching these?” Her lips pressed against the bottom of his ear gently; her tongue slipped out of her mouth and gently teased the sensitive skin. “Me, too.”

Dom shifted in his seat, the hand on his thigh moved gently. He wanted to touch her, but he wasn’t sure. The hand that was draped over the couch moved slightly, fingers playing against her back.

She kissed his neck lightly before sucking gently on the spot just below his ear. Her body pressed against his. He could feel her breasts pushing against his chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her shirt was thin.

“Keep your eyes on the movie,” she whispered hotly into his ear. It took everything he had to just swallow and keep his eyes opened.

He swallowed hard when her hand moved, sliding slowly along the inside of his thigh, curling her palm around the denim-clad muscles. Her lips stayed on his neck, moving downward in a slow path. She had a neck fetish, so he wasn’t surprised that she took her time working at his neck. His body tensed slightly when he felt her hand slide over his crotch, the evidence of his hard-on was hard to hide. He felt her smile against his skin.

“Relax, baby,” she cooed into his ear. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

He couldn’t help but let a small smile cross his lips. A simple, half nod was his only response before she pressed her lips against the spot just under his chin, biting gently.

Her fingers danced up the zipper of his jeans, pushing the tee-shirt up his body as he fingers tucked under it to touch the denim. Her fingers reached the button but moved passed it as she pushed his shirt up his stomach, her fingers playing with his belly button for just a moment.

Dom couldn’t help but let the soft laugh escape his lips. A ticklish spot, and she knew it. He felt her smile against his skin before he felt her tongue run along the line of his chin. A soft moan escaped his lips. His eyes stayed open, but he wasn’t concentrating on what was happening on the telly. He was too concerned with her hand, and her mouth.

Her hand was pressed flat against his stomach, moving downward. His eyes closed, but only for a moment before he forced them open again. He knew she wouldn’t care if he closed his eyes at this point, but it had been a challenge, and he wouldn’t back down from it.

Her hand never moved from his skin as two fingers worked to undo the button of his jeans. His hips arched towards her hand involuntarily, she nipped at his neck in response. He bit down on his bottom lip as she pushed the zipper down with what seemed to be, to him, an excruciating slowness. He wanted to beg for more, he wanted to plead with her, but he kept the words to himself. He knew she would do whatever she wanted too, and at this point, whatever that was didn’t sound like such a bad idea to him.

Her fingers pushed the flaps of his now opened jeans away from his body. Her fingers tickled along top of his boxers gently. He inhaled a deep breath when her hand slipped inside his boxers, fingers gingerly wrapped around the base of his cock. His head fell backwards and for the first time he felt her hands in his hair, rubbing against his scalp gently. His eyes closed, but she did stop her duel attack.

Her hand squeezed gently around his cock, rubbing up and down gently. Her lips stayed on his neck, moving up his neck slowly, leaving a small trail of kisses. She stopped when she reached the crevice where his head connected to his neck, sucking gently. Her fingers moved through his hair, gently rubbing fingertips against hair and scalp. Her tongue ran along the curve of his jaw, stopping when she reached his chin, sucking on the crevice gently. She loved the cleft in his chin.

Her hand started moving faster on his cock, pumping a little harder. His hips pushed upward against her hand; she welcomed his movement. Her hand slowed again, a groan came from his lips in protest and his eyes opened again, but he only stared at the ceiling. Somewhere, he heard the moans from the television. He couldn’t help but let a smile curve on his lips.

Her thumb ran over the very tip of his penis, causing his body to jerk almost violently. “Oh, gawd.” She grinned against his chin, moving her kisses and licks down his neck slowly, repeating the action of her thumb. “Fuck,” one hand dug into the cushions of the couch, the other moved along her back, to her neck.

Her fingers moved gently through his hair again, her mouth nibbling at the curve of his neck, before licking her tongue up towards his ear. Her hand worked faster against his cock, pumping hard, and every so often letting the tip of her fingers run over the tip of his cock, causing him to jerk against her hand. Her lips moved from his skin suddenly and Dom whimpered at the sudden loss of stimulation against his neck. Her lips were close to his ear and he could feel her breath against his skin.

“I want you to cum for me, Dommie.”

He could only manage a slight nod in response. He wanted too, he was ready for it. And during the entire event he had been praying that she wouldn’t get up and leave him without letting him finish.

Her fingers pushed against his head a little and her lips were on his. They were soft, tender, but the kiss was forceful at the same time. Her tongue was in his mouth, invading, dominating. He kissed her back, as well as he could between the moans and whimpers that were coming out of his mouth as he felt himself slip closer and closer to the proverbial sexual edge.

It didn’t take much for him to get off at that point, her marks against his neck, fingers in his hair, lips against his, taking control of his mouth, her hand pumping at his cock. He felt his stomach tighten, his body tensed slightly and before he could move away to warn her, he was moaning into her mouth, draining herself against her hand and into the air.

He broke the kiss, gasping for air to move into his lungs. She continued to work gently on his cock, stopping only when she knew he was completely satisfied. She pulled away from him slowly, letting her eyes move along his face, a soft smile on her lips. She kissed him again, gently before bringing her hand to her lips and licking of the salty liquid. He moved his head slowly, it was still leaning against the back of the couch, but now he was looking at her. His breathing was still hard, panting, but it was slowly returning to normal. She only grinned, impishly, when he looked at her. She let her hand fall to her lap, the other still running gently through his hair.

“You need to get y’rself cleaned up, Dommie. You don’t wanna be late for dinner with the boys.”

He smiled a little, a slightly nod before he used his fingers against her head to push her face closer to his, he stopped when they were inches apart, just so he could look at her before he whispered softly, “you’re the be Th Then he kissed her.
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