His Primal Urge - Sex Stories

His Primal Urge

... that arse and ride me." He slid his tongue down to take a nipple between his teeth, nipping it sharply as he pulled Gerald up and pulling it harder he let him fall back onto the lecherous b**st far below. "Yeah bitch, like that...take it deep in your fuckin' hole!" "Oh, fuck!" Gerald hissed through clenched teeth. The big, black balls he'd sucked on so eagerly felt twice the size, smacking his arse each time he slid down the ravening b**st in his battered hole. His cock rubbed sensually through thick hair that drove him wild. He held on tight and moaned like a cheap whore, revelling in the final degradation. If someone had walked by at that moment, they would've thought some wild a****l, a Gorilla perhaps, had escaped and was in the process of devouring its unfortunate victim. However, nothing disturbed them as they fed off each others lust, consuming the sound and sensation of hot, wet, flesh-on-flesh. "You dirty fuckin' bitch. Ride that cock like you want it!" "Oh God! Fuck me!" "I ain't your God...you know who I am. Don't you?" "Yes! Yes! Yes! You're The Daddy!" "That's right bitch...now you're gettin' it...take it all!" "Fuck! You're so big!" "You love it..." "Fuck me, yessssssss!" "...Yeah, you fuckin' love my big, black b**st in your arse...tighten up that hole, bitch!" "O Go...Oh Daddyyyy...fu-fuck mmmmmmeeeeeeeee!" "Fuck you hard...just how you want it." "Yes! Oh, so hard!" "Deep in that dirty fuck-hole!" "So deep...so good...sooooOHoooo..." Gerald cried out in ...

... surprise as the stars reeled through ninety degrees in the heavens above, his back hitting the ground with a sodden thud. He felt the b**st spit playfully and leap through his ring with a savage thrust. Hot, panting breath caressed his face, his lips, filling his mouth with fresh drool as the tongue licked him roughly. "...Ooooohhhhh...FUCK ME!" "Yeaaaaaahh! FUCK YOU!" The Man agreed, pulling Gerald's legs apart like a wishbone for b**st to feed freely. "Scream bitch! Nobody hear you but me...you're mine...aaaalllll miiine! Beg for it, bitch! Scream good an' loud...then maybe I'll cream aaaalll over your cherry arsehole!" A high pitched screech flew from Gerald's lips like a frightened bird, over the tree tops and into the sky, shattering far above where the red-eye to New York flew by in starlit tranquillity. The Man growled approvingly and drove the b**st harder, pounding it relentlessly. "Again bitch! Scream for my spunk! Beg for it bitch, beg!" 'You heard the man, scream! That's what you really want, isn't it?' His libido insinuated, rising from his body like a shadow. His everyday persona slunk back into the night with a parting shot of; 'you're disgusting!' Too far gone to care what he thought of himself, Gerald yelled like a lunatic and gave his libido full control. "Please," he gasped through trembling lips, "cum!" "Pathetic!" The Man spat, pushing Gerald's legs back. "Tell me again, bitch," he demanded, soothing the b**st in his hand while turning its prey over, "with ...