The Devil's Chamber Part 4 - Sex Stories

The Devil's Chamber Part 4

... would bruise the next day. I wiggled as he gave my dress a tug, then let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of it, almost completely exposed. I turned around and faced him, he took my face into my hands and kissed me. His tongue explored my mouth, digging deep, and reaching into my throat. My tongue met his with purpose and I kissed him back, hard. I felt five strong finger entangle themselves into my hair, and my head jutted back with force. My head tilted back, and neck exposing its pulsing veins. He devoured my neck hungrily, sinking his teeth into the flesh, and marking me. “Please Mr Henderson, I can’t take anymore,” I whimpered. “We’ve only just begun, Jessica. It’s going to be a long night.” He lifted me into his arms and carried me to his desk. He laid me upon it and stood there, admiring me. With one finger he trailed every inch of me. He started at my lips and worked his way down my neck. Next was my chest, and he tweaked my nipples under my bra. He continued down my torso, making small circles around my belly button. When he reached my vagina he paused on my clitoris, grinding it once again, and then carried on, overseeing every bit of me, down to my feet. “You are the perfect specimen, I couldn’t have chosen any wiser,“ he remarked. “Thank you, Sir.” “Are you ready to continue?” “You aren’t serious, I can’t even stand-up,” I looked at him with exhaustion. “You don’t need to stand, and please Jessica, it’s yes or no,” his aggressive tone returned. With both hands ...

... on my thighs, he turned my body so that he was standing between my knees. He lifted my legs into a bent knee positions, and parted them wide. Lowering himself onto his knees and with his eyes locked onto mine, he began his journey. Kisses fell onto my drenched thighs, slowly working their way up to my already delicate pussy, inch by inch. I felt my heart fire up, beating rapidly. He stopped when he arrived at my swollen labia, instead of kissing, he blew tenderly. A chill swept over my body, covering me in a million tiny goosebumps. My nipples stood erect under my bra, lifting the fabric into noticeable little lumps. The grip on my thighs tightened and my legs were spread to their full extent. Leaning in he took my clit between his lips and latched on. He sucked and slurped with such intensity that my body reacted instantly, and I tried to close my legs. His massive hands forced my limbs back open and pinned me down. “Try that again, and you will regret it,” he growled. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I swear,” I managed to murmur between moans. He returned to my pussy with anger, pressing his tongue with full coverage. His wet mouth licked upwards, from my ass up to my palpitating slit. Up and down, again and again. With every pass moving deeper and deeper into my opening. One more pass and his tongue entered me. “Fuckkkk,” I yelled out and grabbed his head. He grunted and growled as his long tongue fucked me. He took my pussy like it was to be his last meal. He stopped only ...