ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #3 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #3

... ankles as he pounded her, her head hitting the mirror behind her, but she was too ecstatic to feel any sort of pain. He loved watching her big tits bounce as he thrust into her. He slowed down and began suckling her breasts while he kneaded the other with his hand before switching, thrusting slowly as Trina moans as she grips her own hair tightly. "Baby..." she says, her eyes rolling back. "I can't take much more... how close are you?" "Almost there," he said quickly, pulling her off the sink counter, spinning her around, and bending her over. "I needed to see if this ass was as perfect as I remember it." One loud slap later, and her pale ass had a red handprint on it. "Mmm... it is." Robbie pressed his member against her tight asshole, pushing it in a bit, earning a pained whimper from Trina. "Another time, Robbie… please, just fuck me now... I need you to cum, and I want to swallow every last drop..." Robbie was enamoured enough that he wouldn't argue as he gripped her hips tightly, his length sheathing inside of her in one swift motion. With his cock inside her, Trina felt complete. Full even, and this was arguably some of the best they had ever had. If not the best. Robbie grabbed her arms and pulled her up by them as if they were reins so that she could see into the mirror. "See me fucking you, Trina?" "Uh… uh... Ye... yeah," she managed to get out. "Take a look in that mirror and just remember who is fucking you." "Ohhh you're fucking me so good, Robbie." "Who is ...

... fucking you?" "You are... you OH GODDDDD!" "And whose ass," he said, spanking her hard again, "is this?" "That's yours!" she shouted, her orgasm now taking hold. He could feel her coming, her core becoming a vice for his member. He pistoned harder and faster inside her until he could feel his end coming. He slid out of her and she dropped to her knees, her mouth wide open as she caught her breath. "Robbie," she said, as he thrust into her mouth. She intended to say more, knowing this dirty talk thing was working well, but he apparently couldn't wait. And after tasting their sex mixed together, she thoroughly enjoyed it. Trina didn't have to give his member too much of an oral workout before his seed shot deep into her throat, and she sucked him dry, her tongue dancing at his urethra, trying to taste every last drop of him. Once she knew he was spent, she stood back up and redressed herself, both of them taking deep breaths to recover. Before Trina could even say a word, Robbie had her pressed up against the wall again, kissing her, not even minding the taste of his own cum in her mouth. She finally had to push him away. "Robbie, what the hell is up with you? I mean, I like the passion, but keep it together." "Sorry... I don't know what came over me." "It's ok," she said, reapplying her makeup. "We need to get back out there to the group though. Don't want to make them think something's up." "I want them to think it. I want them," he said, getting right next to her ear, "to know how ...