Holiday Girl - Chapters 1 & 2 - Sex Stories

Holiday Girl - Chapters 1 & 2

... marionette – like I’m sucking my boyfriend’s big cock for her pleasure, not his. Mandy has one hand on her beautiful, naked hip, her other casually supporting her wine glass by the stem. She watches my performance while she takes occasional sips of her wine. It’s oddly erotic and exhilarating to be watched. Out of the corner of my eye I can see her big breasts bounce free of her bra. Adrenaline is welling up in me, far exceeding my natural capacity for it. Jason’s big, meaty piston seems to compress it into my veins as he forces himself into my mouth and throat. I can feel the adrenaline squeeze through me – pressurized and volatile – like a nervous, blissful acid looking for an escape. There’s a wet, anxious heartbeat between my legs and I’m half-sure that if I touch myself I’ll orgasm. I refrain, for now, and focus instead on pleasing my boyfriend’s heavy rod. This blowjob is different from those he normally receives – it’s more theatrical, more submissive. It fits the moment -- especially considering the fact that I’m being watched. It’s showy and deep – teeth and lips almost to the base of him. It’s vulgar and wet. It’s the type of blowjob that should be filmed and posted online for thousands of men to masturbate to. My mouth belongs to Jason. I obediently show him this by opening it wide for him. He takes full advantage of this and begins force-feeding himself to me. Quickly the amount of him that I’m swallowing becomes out of control. Soon I’m coughing and gasping and ...

... choking and gagging. Jason is holding a fistful of hair on the back of my head and I can take only short, desperate breaths while he fucks my throat. My eyes start to water as I try to suppress my gag reflex. Mandy subtly reacts, shifting herself. She spreads her legs presumptuously on the edge of the bed. It’s now obvious to me that she isn’t just watching me… she’s also waiting for me. She’s still holding her glass of wine, and I can tell by her posture exactly what she’s waiting for. I’ve never eaten pussy before, but this doesn’t matter. At this moment I’d do anything for her. She keeps her beautiful young legs spread wide until I’m drawn in, and then they snap around me like a venus fly trap. She squeals a bit and locks my face between her legs, smothering me with her exotic, hairless cunt. I can already tell this won’t be a simple, gentle introduction to cunnilingus – I’m going to be learning on the job. There’s no warm up – no instructions. Mandy skips the pleasantries and grinds herself onto me. I’ve barely gotten my mouth on her when I feel Jason posture behind me. He also skips the pleasantries. I scream like a banshee as he pushes himself into me. It’s not a gentle entry, but rather a deep, angry thrust -- all the way in, all at once. My scream is half-audible, half-muffled in a glistening blur of beautiful, hairless pussy. I feel every inch of him as he takes me. And make no mistake, that’s what he’s doing – taking me. He slaps my ass hard and then slaps it again ...