05 December, 2008

Pulling Hair

It was as he kissed me that his hand crept up my neck, and through my long tresses until his fingers were tightly woven into my hair. Then, very gently, he grabbed the clump in his hand and pulled.
It was like an electric shock went through my body, from the very roots of the pulled hair all the way down to my clit. I remember gasping, and pulling back my face from his, where he could see from my excited expression how much I enjoyed that.

He kissed me again and pulled harder and I moaned, involuntarily. It felt marvelous.

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1 comment:

Edtime Stories said...

I know a woman who loves it.
It took me a while to do it but pulling hair is fun.