On the Prowl - Sex Stories

On the Prowl

... is moist with anticipation as she feels the hardness of my cock growing into her back. One hand slides under her dress, between her thighs to her pussy. Kristen opens her thighs welcoming my probing fingers into her pussy. Most men would be rejected, but tonight she is very horny. I drive my fingers deep inside her, filling her. Despite the heat she shudders, welcoming my fingers as I slide them in and out of her. " Cum on my hand Kristen," I growl. She can't speak, she swallows hard and mews. I'm fucking her hard and she doesn't care what people see or think, she has one thing on her mind- to give me what I want. Kristen doesn't last long, she has been simmering away for so long, she welcomes the waves of pleasure as her pussy spasms. I drive my fingers deep pressing against her hard. Kristen is shaking more than dancing, head tilted back in ecstasy as she cums violently against me. Kristen is reveling in the sensations overtaking her body, and then feels a strong sense of loss as I remove my soaked hand from her pussy. I propel her quickly off the dance floor and out of the club to my condo. I push her into the bedroom supporting her weight, her weakened knees are not up to the task. She is in a haze. She hears the click of the door closing and collapses onto the bed facing me. I unzip my pants pulling out my hard penis. The head is an angry purple, the veins line my huge throbbing member. There is no doubt in her mind what is called for. Kristen is hesitant it has been a ...

... while since she has seen a cock. She wants my cock in her mouth but her experience with bad relationships make her reluctant. Before she can move, I place my hands on either side of her head pulling it toward my cock. Kristen opens her mouth involuntarily tasting the salty residue of my pre-cum as it slips deeper into her mouth. She sucks hard on the head as I grunt with pleasure. My cock is filling her mouth, but I want more. She opens wider as my cock slides down her throat. Her eyes watering as she controls her gag reflex as I go deeper until she feels my balls against her lips. My hands clasp her tightly as I fuck her throat. Tears streaming down her face as she tries to retain what little control she has left. I fuck harder and harder, my cock bruising her throat. I do not care. The veins in my head are bulging, my eyes are closed as I drive to the ultimate climax. Then I go deep one more time and my salty tasting cum coats her throat. I groan and moan holding her head tight for over a minute as I thrust my way through the climax. I let go of her head and step back from her. " You really look sexy in that red dress," I said with an evil grin. The cleavage now made her feel like a tramp, but I didn't take my eyes off her tits. I reach out with my hands, grabbing a handful of her long, shoulder length, blonde hair, jerking her into my arms. Kristen starts to scream when I clamp my hand over her nose and mouth. Kristen struggles and tries to break free but I'm to strong for ...