The Goth Persuasion - Sex Stories

The Goth Persuasion

... as it might seem weird later on, I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. With the thoughts of everything she'd said previously and everything we'd talked about I was raring to go and willing to do what she wanted; to fucking pound her ass in! Ten minutes later we were back at my apartment and I had her sat on the arm of the couch and leaning back against the back cushion with her boots rested up against my shoulders. I practically ripped off her knickers and threw them to one side, noticing just how sodden damp they were. She wasn't lying. I lifted her skirt to reveal her bald shaven pussy to see that she was already dripping wet and leaving a glistening wet spot on the arm. It didn't take me long to pull down my jeans and my boxers. As I sprang free she gasped at my length and girth, muttering a hasty 'fucking hell' as I began to rub at her clit with the head. I slid in easy and slow, with practically zero effort, like a spoon into hot custard....Mmmmm custard. FUCK!!! I'm hungry now. Going looking for custard....Right, I'm back. There was no custard! It wasn't long before I was plowing into Debbie, her booted feet leaning against my shoulders, watching myself sink in and withdraw soaked in her juices. At first I thought she was hyperventilating. She sounded like a dog's squeaky rubber chicken toy all of a sudden. 'That's already twice as long as John can last and twice as many orgasms as he gives me,' she felt the need to point out, helpful girl that she was. 'I ...

... wouldn't start counting,' I suggested, throwing her a wink, 'we may be some time.' My hands reached up to squeeze her breasts as they were in danger of busting loose from out of the top of her corset, all the while pounding at her ass with a steady, sweaty, sticky clap-clap-clapping sound filling the room beneath her moans. My god I couldn't get enough of the sight of her taking my cock so easily. She was actually pretty tight but not so much as to put excess pressure on the nerve endings bringing me pleasure from fucking her. I was sliding deep in and far out at a good pace without any real resistance but for her outer muscles convulsing against me every time she came. I flipped her over then, recalling, 'you like being slammed from behind, right?' 'Oh my fucking jesus,' she whimpered then laughed the last of her short breaths. She had a beautiful little bubble ass considering she wasn't the curviest, smooth and flawless to the touch. She hugged the arm of the couch, one leg supporting her over the side and the other kneeling against the seat. I gently coaxed her cheeks apart to reveal her pink little butthole and her now almost streaming pussy, turning an angry red from the raw fucking I was giving her. I ran myself up against her slit again before taking the plunge again. I had her by the hips, pulling her back onto me, again slapping my hips hard against her, turning her milky white skin pink to match the rest of her. She turned to look at me with the filthiest smile, admittedly ...