The Goth - Sex Stories

The Goth

... forward. Her knees ending on either side of her breast, squeezing them together, now slamming into her harder, her new angle putting my pressure on my cock with her pussy increasing the pleasure. "Ahh fucking bitch, that's the damn spot!" Growling commandingly to her while I pump in and out of her harder, her moans getting louder getting talked down to. Keeping this motion she looks up at me pleadingly, "Cum with me Master!!" She manages to get out between gasps and moans. Growling more at her I snarl," You will cum when master does and not a second sooner!!!" She nods eagerly staring up at me almost pleading knowing she couldn't hold it much longer. Truth be told I couldn't either. I let go of her legs which she promptly wrapped around my waist. Slamming into her pussy and holding it deep into her, for the second time that night, allowing my cum to flow freely into her. The moment she felt my cum enter her pussy she screamed louder and let back the flood that she had been holding on to. Her juices squirting out of her pussy, around my cock to cover my legs and drip onto the sheets. I lean over her still, my cock deep in her, and kiss her deeply, which she returned hungrily. Slowly I climbed off her and helped her into the chair since when she tried to help get the now soaked sheets from the bed her legs tried to give out. I laughed softly with her then more when my legs tried to do the same. I pull off the fixed sheet and put on the loose sheet, which ended up in the floor with the cover sometime so it was completely dry, "Fuck it I'll change the damn things tomorrow." Which got another tired laugh from Ghost. She got up and collapse on the bed pulling me with her. Laying there, still completely naked, we cuddled up together and fell asleep wondering what the next few days would bring.