1. The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 33


    Date: 3/28/2024, Categories: Group Sex Author: byJeremydcp, Source: Literotica

    ... had violated her mouth and established an intimacy without any regard for her will. It ranked as the equivalent, in terms of the kiss, of what his fingers were doing down below, between her thighs.
    
    The shame was reprehensible, so totally different than being with a monger like Dave who displayed concern for her comfort and wellbeing. Yet Christina was shocked that the experience of getting mounted like a prized trophy to the wall - of having the ability to flee from the shame that Ryker was forcing on her taken away - seemed to feed upon itself and increased her stimulation in a way that proved both delicious and painful.
    
    Christina realized that, under these circumstances, at least, she loved and craved degradation.
    
    Holding her wrists to the wall above her head and commanding her pussy with his open palm, Ryker glared into Christina's eyes. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy you, honey. I can tell that you're gonna be a fine, fine fuck."
    
    Christina felt so deliriously belittled that she couldn't hold his gaze, but Ryker responded with another dominant kiss, forcing her to look at him regardless.
    
    "I am going to fuck you, long and hard, and I will have my fun. I am not going to hold back, either, unless you ask me to. I want you to remember this, Piper. If, for example, you want me to take my hand away, you must ..."
    
    "Don't," she breathed. "Please. ..."
    
    His grin turned predatory. "Balls to the wall, then."
    
    "Please," Christina repeated, only this time several hours ...
    ... later, around the stroke of midnight, as she gawked up at a refined, elderly client. "Please, John. I need you inside me."
    
    She screeched with anticipation as John made his initial thrust, and soon it transitioned to a soft, ongoing moan as he started to fuck. The gentleman's face was a mask of bliss, and the sight of him enjoying her so much made Christina grin, even as her body responded much more amorously than a grin would suggest. Christina's hips moved to meet his, desperately, trying despite her inexperience to show John that she knew how to please him and wanted him to enjoy all her feminine charms.
    
    John's pupils dilated at the sensation of this lovely girl, young enough to be his granddaughter, moving underneath him, and his hips thrust faster, his cock starting to pound in and out of her pussy. Why had John waited so long to pay his first-ever visit to a brothel again? Why hadn't he done this sooner? No matter, a light came to his eyes, and a stern expression to his face. He put his right hand down, took Christina's knee in it, and pushed it toward her shoulder.
    
    "Oh my God, John. John, yes.Yesssss." She lifted her right knee to match the way he'd raised her left, and when he hooked both, his pelvis continuously slapped against her backside in the missionary position.
    
    Christina felt herself about to orgasm for the third time during this party alone. "Oh, John. I ... I never ..." Her climax brought his on as well, his body trying to ride more but shuddering ...