The Party Gift: Ch. 3 - Sex Stories

The Party Gift: Ch. 3

... now tongue-fucking my ass while she finger-fucked my pussy. Her tongue seemed to sink deeper and deeper into my bowels with every stroke and her feral growls only seemed to become more wanton; of course, I could barely hear them over my own orgasmic screams. Finally the orgasm smashed over me like a tidal wave and my body literally seized and collapsed on the mattress; my heart had never pounded so hard and I was gasping desperately for air as Deanna finally relented. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh baby!" I moaned into the pillow. Deanna was kissing her way up the line of my back, crawling up over me like a stalking lioness and gliding her hands over my sweat soaked flesh. As she came to my neck, I tried to roll over and snatch her, but she held me down and began to suckle on my earlobe. Then she whispered in my ear. “I have something very special for you now,” she hissed as she continued nibbling on my ear. “Oh really?” I hissed back. “I hope you won’t mind, but I really need to just fuck the shit out of you right now," Deanna said casually. “By all means," I told her with a grin. Deanna then suddenly sprang off the bed and opened the drawer of the bedside table. I didn't really know what to expect, but I was so aroused that I didn't really care. Gently pleasuring with myself, I observed Deanna remove a long, thick and vein-laced strap-on cock from within the drawer. I should have been apprehensive and freaked, but by now my mind was drowning in a deep ocean of euphoric lust and was ...

... completely fogged with carnal desire. Watching Deanna secure the harness around her waist and then lubricate the massive cock, I felt my body turning almost of its own volition toward her; my legs wide open and my pussy aching, throbbing and drooling with wanton anticipation. Deanna slid back onto the bed on her knees and spread me open like a pair of scissors. Resting on my right elbow and laying partially on my right side, Deanna draped my left leg over her shoulder at the knee and teasingly brushed the head of the cock over my pulsing folds and quivering slit. "Oh yeah," I hissed. Deanna grinned mischievously as she slowly guided the head of her cock inside me, swirled it around and pulled it out again. "Mind if I tease you for a bit first,” Deanna asked. "Yes I do, as a matter of fact,” I growled. “Oh really," Deanna whipped. "So you want me to just fuck you like a dirty whore?” “Call me your dirty little slut if you want! Now fuck me!" I ordered. With that, Deanna stabbed the massive cock deep inside me; practically sheering me in half as she impaled me. My eyes nearly popped out of my head as my entire body seized with the violation. Clutching my leg thrown over her shoulder, Deanna pumped her cock in and out of me; the bed frame creaking and thumping against the wall with each of Deanna's deep pelvic thrusts. "Oh yeah! Oh God! Oh DeeDee! Oh yeah God baby! Ohhh, fuck me with that cock! Oh yeah!!" I moaned as Deanna pounded me. My moaning and screaming only fueled Deanna's ...