The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirteen: The Despair of the Warrior - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirteen: The Despair of the Warrior

... teacher.” “No,” she laughed, humping her ass back. “Umm, fuck me harder. I love it, Master!” His strokes grew faster, pleasure building and building in the tip of his dick. His hands kneaded her tits, pinching her hard nipples through her clothing, resting his chin on her shoulder, and staring at those snowy mounds and their pink peaks. His breathing grew faster as his balls boiled. “I'm going to flood your ass,” he grunted. “I bet you can't wait!” “I can't Master! Please, flood my ass.” “Fuck!” His thrust grew faster, his body tensing. “Fuck, fuck!” His cum erupted, three blasts spraying inside her ass. “Oh, yes,” she moaned, shuddering in his arms. “Thank you, Master.” He drove one last time into her ass, groaning as her ass milked the last few drops of his cum out of her ass. That wonderful, lethargic, post-orgasmic buzz filled him as he leaned against his concubine, lazily watching Lexie's breasts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aaliyah found math to be the most boring class she had ever attended, and she wasn't looking forward to her third day, particularly after spending the last day trapped in the magical circle as those horrid witches had tried to steal her power. It had all returned to her when the magic circle had been broken, but that still didn't leave her feeling fully rested. She dragged her feet as she walked through the busy halls, passing boisterous teenagers as they joked and talked as they, too, lingered in the halls before class. The bell would ring in a ...

... minute, and she didn't want to get Kyle in any more trouble by being late. *Aaliyah.* Kyle's voice echoed in her head. *I wish that no one thinks it odd that I'm fucking Ms. Capello.* Third period, and the third woman he had wanted to fool around with. You sure are horny today, my love, she sent back, chuckling to herself, an itch forming between her thighs. You're making me feel a little excited. *Feel free to have fun.* There was that ebony-skinned beauty in her Math class—Teleisia. She had a very pink aura, easy to dominate, and ever since Fatima had made Kayleah and Ann her concubines, she had wondered what it would be like to have her own. She would share with her husband, of course. Maybe I will, she sent back. Have fun with your concubine! She concentrated, affecting the minds of everyone in the school, letting her husband have his fun. Then she used her power a second time. “Kyle did say I could have fun,” she smiled as she strode into class. Teleisia didn't seem surprised when Aaliyah sat on the edge of her desk, grinning down at the Black woman. Corey, her husband's redheaded friend, smirked at her and gave her a wink. Am I that obvious? “Finding another one for Kyle?” he grinned, sitting down at his own desk. His own concubine, Aleah, smirked as she sat on the desk on the other side of Corey, a choker tight about her throat proclaiming just who she was owned by. “Hi, Aaliyah,” Teleisia smiled, ignoring Corey's comments. Her dark features were so exotic, and her hair ...