Revenge pt 4 - The Hail Mary - Sex Stories

Revenge pt 4 - The Hail Mary

... pursed her lips and moaned a little, bucking her hips forward. She put her hand against my arm and gripped it tightly, but still didn't speak. I didn't know if I was doing it right, but there'd be time to figure it out later. I pulled my hand out of her panties and brought my wet fingertips up to her lips. She hesitated for only a second before taking my fingers in her mouth and gently sucking them. "Tell me what you want, Jessica." I said, sliding my fingers out of her mouth. "Fuck me, please..." she whimpered quickly, "I'm so wet, please, oh my God..." I smiled. "Get on the bed." I said. She let out a squeal of excitement and rushed passed me. As I turned I saw her jump on my bed and settle on her knees in the middle, bouncing gently. Laughing at her obvious joy, I leaned down to slip my pyjama bottoms off . When I looked at her again, she was staring at the obvious bulge against my black boxer shorts. As I approached the bed, she turned quickly and got under the covers, then kicked them off, revealing her body again. I got on the bed and knelt over her. It was amazing how even on her back her big boobs still held most of their shape. I pulled my waistband down, freeing my slowly growing cock from my boxers. Her eyes widened and she let out a small moan when she saw it, as amazed as ever by its size. I lay over her and pushed my cock against her panties. I brushed the tip against her damp crotch, enjoying the strange, soft feeling of the fabric. I slowly pulled her panties ...

... to the side and began to stroke her pussy lips up and down with the tip of my cock, thrusting slightly against her now visible clit every time I reached it. I kept this up for a while, watching as she grew increasingly impatient and frustrated, wriggling her hips and gripping my bed sheets tight. It was hard to keep control. My cock was so hard now, so ready, but I wanted to keep teasing her. She lifted her hands up beside her face and started curling and uncurling her fingers in frustration, gripping at the air. She closed her eyes a few times, turning her face away, but her gaze always came back to mine, silently pleading. After several more agonisingly long minutes, I gently pushed the tip against her pussy, but stopped before entering. She held out longer than I expected, but I only had to repeat this two more times before she finally broke. "Yesss..." she moaned, "Please, please fuck me, please..." She'd done it. She'd spoken without permission. I grabbed her roughly by the hair, and she let out a little squeal of surprise. "I told you not to talk." I growled, pulling hard. "Ahh yesss, fuck me, please, oh God..." she muttered, wincing with pain. I clamped my other hand over her mouth and twisted her hair in my grip. Her eyes finally met mine as she realised what was happening. "Shut. Up." I said, letting anger creep into my voice. She let out a little whine against my hand, then fell silent. I held her there for a while, enjoying the look of complete panic in her eyes. I ...