Eros University: Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Eros University: Chapter 1

... down on Chaval's pike over and over again. I could hear the lewd smacking of their flesh as their movements were getting faster, rougher, and more primal. Both lovers desperately panted and groaned for release, throwing their bodies into each other. They began to perspire more and more and by now Karen was gleaming in sweat, the brunette waves of her hair blowing in the strong wind as the spheres of her tits heaved up and down with every jolt she received. With her legs spread on either side of Chaval's waist and her knees on the dark green grass, Karen jerked up and down as her lover's stiff cock plunged into her soaking pussy. I could see that she was becoming tired. Exhausted from her efforts, Karen lay her body down on top of Chaval's, her breasts squished and bulging out against his chest. Chaval gripped his girlfriend's buttocks in both hands and squeezed. "Ohhhhhh!" Karen cried in a thin, throaty voice. "Not so haaarrrrrd." But her lover went on madly fucking her while mauling her ass with his fingers. Karen's body shook and shuddered with every thrust into her tight vagina: it seemed that she wasn't even enjoying what was happening to her. This became quite obvious as Chaval drove into Karen with deep, feral groans, mouthing filthy swears as he groped her ass even harder. "Fuck yes!" he moaned. "You like that, huh bitch? You like getting your cunt hammered! Admit it, whore!" "It hurts! It hurts!" Karen screamed. "Chaval! Not so rough!" But Chaval kept raising his ...

... hips and driving his shaft into Karen's tiny flowing cunt. He said with a smirk on his arrogant face, "Thought you wanted it hard, huh?" Karen lifted her head and answered with a look of pain, "No. I-I just...wanted to forget." Forget? I asked myself. What could she possibly mean? It didn't matter. I went back to concentrating on the two fornicators, unable to escape the enticing display. Chaval wrapped his thin arms around Karen's back and continued throwing his hips into her with brute force; his throbbing prick tore apart the frail walls of her vagina and sank deep into her tender quim. Karen moaned out in excruciating pain, throwing her head of dark brown hair back. She then raised herself straight and began to ride Chaval again, perhaps in the hope that it would all end soon. Some strange noise broke my concentration away from the two lovers. It sounded like a moan…. With frantic glances in every direction I tried to find the source of the noise. I feared the worst: what if someone had caught me spying? There was a rustling near some bushes to my left. I looked over and finally saw her…. There was a mysterious girl with long black hair and glasses, dressed not in uniform, but in dark blue jeans and a black top. She was kneeling some distance away, concealed from Karen and Chaval by the shrubbery. This mysterious girl was about my height, but I couldn't distinguish her features except for her long, straight black hair and the outline of her narrow face. She seemed, though I ...