Deceitful Chocolates: Part 2.... - Sex Stories

Deceitful Chocolates: Part 2....

PART TWO: Chelsey grabbed on to her attacker's wrist then tried to pry his hands from around her neck but she couldn't; he was just too strong. "Oh no! Don't try to stop me now!" he yelled as he choked her harder. She took her foot then pressed it into his crotch. "Let me go or my foot will break this hard dick in half," she whispered. He let her neck go then slapped her again. She jumped then slapped him as hard as she could. She pushed passed him then giggled as she ran into the kitchen. When she remembered that her back door needed a key in order to get out of, she realized that she hit a dead end. "Where the fuck you gonna run to now, bitch?" he asked as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He ran over to the kitchen sink, picked up a knife then did the unthinkable; he cut open her shirt. "Nigga, you know how much this shirt cost?" she yelled. "I don't have money to just keep replacing shirts that you just love to ruin!" "I'll buy you another one, baby," he said."Now raise that skirt up for me again before I cut that off too." "Shawn, you love this fat pussy don't you?" Chelsey asked as she threw her skirt on the kitchen table. "Hell yeah. You know I can't resist it!" He lifted her up then laid her on the table. He grabbed her ankles then f***ed her legs wide open. He pulled out his swollen, hard, pre-cum leaking penis then rubbed it along her clit. "OH, SHAWN!" Chelsey screamed. "I want you to fuck this pussy better than you ever have!" "You gonna give it to me better than ...

... Karen does, baby?" "Don't I always?" He smiled then leaned down and softly kissed her lips. As his tongue twisted around hers, he slid the head of his dick passed her opening. "I WANT YOU TO SCREAM MY NAME WHILE I'M FUCKIN' YOUR HOE ASS!" he yelled. "YES, SHAWNNNN!" she screamed as he stuffed her fully. ************************* Karen slowly walked down the stairs to the front door. Her big perky breasts were still exposed and her nipples were still hard. Her laced panties were soaked and had turned into a thong by the time she unlocked the door. "Damn, baby," he said as he stared at her round and brown twins that sat perfectly on her chest. "Dre, what are you doing here?" she asked with an attitude. "I thought you were mad at me." "I was but I love you too much to stay mad at you. I know you're with my b*****r so I can't get mad every time I see you with him." "Whatever," she said as she tried to slam the door in his face. He put his foot in the door then f***ed it opened. He walked in then wasted no time pulling down her panties. "Bend this ass over for me, Karen!" Dre said as he slapped it with all his might. Karen put her knees on the couch's cushion then propped her ass up on the edge. Although Dre was mad at her for having a man that was his b*****r and although Karen was mad him for being with Chelsey, they still couldn’t resist the urge to fuck each other. Dre pulled out his hard, raw penis then slid it up and down between her ass cheeks. "You gonna let me fuck this ...