The Young Master and his Ebony Slave (Part One) - Sex Stories

The Young Master and his Ebony Slave (Part One)

... She moved the fingers from her left hand deep inside. Two fingers became wrapped around her warm wave textured moist walls. She gasped softly, her right fingers still teasing her clit. She rolled her bud between her thumb and forefinger, at the same time she pressed her other fingers into her g-spot. Her eyes closed tighter as she thought of him deep inside of her, filling her to the brim and stretching her to his size. She rubbed harder against that sensitive little bean inside her. Releasing her bottom lip she panted harder. Her climax building, her cunt throbbing harder the longer she thought about him taking her from behind and pounding against her cervix. “FUCK!” She moaned loudly, the walls almost seeming to shake as she did. Her pussy clenched tighter around her fingers. “I’m…I’m gonna cum! FUCK!” She screamed loudly, her heart racing her hips raised as she had all of her weight on her feet. She fucked her cunt harder; it continued to build, her womb almost feeling as if she being filled with his ...

... hot cum. “I’M CUMMING!” Her voice could probably be heard throughout the apartment complex. She shook almost violently; a rush of hot fluid flowed past her fingers as she pressed against her g-spot. She felt it run down her wrists and thighs. Finally collapsing on the bed, her chest rising and falling fast, she opened her eyes and stared at the dark ceiling once again. Her cunt throbbed almost uncontrollably. Her legs were still shaking as she removed her fingers. Bringing her them to her lips, she opened her mouth and gently sucked on them. She moaned softly and lapped at her fingers, like a kitten drinking milk from a bowl for the first time. Her taste sweet like candy, which was only made sweeter by the drool from earlier. She sucked her fingers clean and dropped her hand to the side once more. “I really do hope I get to meet him again.” She smiled before her breathing steadied. She had one image of him in her mind of his smile and the laughter in his eyes before sleep took a hold of her. (To be continued)