The Demon's Bride - Sex Stories

The Demon's Bride

... time freely? Why exactly? “Are you going to run away just like that after I have fucked and screwed you up, Mila?” This is what Chase kindly asks me. Once again, just like in the gone moments, his voice is so wonderfully beautiful and amazing. I freaking plain like it! “You are not the right kind of man for me, Chase. You know this, don’t you?” It is sad, but we’ve been through roughly countless gloomy times and the like. I know that things will not be a happily ever moment and encounter for the two of us after this. He plummets and tumbles my seat down. Yes. We are both on the very same and exact seating; him on top of me; and I myself underneath and beneath him. In just a matter of snap quick seconds, I am tripping and tumbling down along with him. Oh yeah! It all feels quite good and enjoyable. I giggle out merrily and excitedly. By the time and instant that we are finally down, Chase’s huge dick or penis is right inside of me. I like how he works and pops it straight in. His movements are so lenient and mild and gratifying altogether. Things couldn’t have been done or carried out any better or satisfactory. I sigh out, glancing and staring up straightly at him. He is peacefully quiet and looking very much undisturbed. Right now, he is the most beautiful and exquisite thing that I have ever come across in my whole life. Seriously! I watch him as he shifts and budges his hands across me. He holds and clutches both sides of the headrests so that once they are grasped and ...

... seized carefully, he quickly and without any jot of delay starts to swing and oscillate bit by bit at first, rapping and thumping his luscious thighs against mine, beating and knocking his heavy, durable chest over my breasts. I close my eyes for a little while. There is enjoyment and deeply pleasure on my part. With each hard rap and stroke of his, I feel my legs melt and dissolve into quick, profuse jelly; a certain particular kind of fluid streams and trickles down my legs. No! It is not his semen or spermatic fluid even. This is my own thing and release; something coming out from my wringing wet vagina. While I still have my eyes slammed and gummed up, Chase slides his hands to my buttocks behind and caresses and smoothes them as he feels like doing. He even pinpoints my anus with his very own finger, and a quick and headlong jab from him on it is as enough as I need this time around to orgasm and come. OH MY GOODNESS! I am in heaven once again. For another two long and slowly dissolving away minutes! My hands don’t delay to reach for his buttocks and rap them steadily again. I love and enjoy having sex with him like this. As I wriggle and twirl about helplessly, Chase pulls out of me for an instant while so that he can lick and lap avariciously my booby breasts with his desirous, ravenous mouth. He is slowly and gradually sucking and licking up my nipples; almost like he is a child breastfeeding on me. Damn him! Is this even the appropriate and worthwhile thing to do? Is it ...