The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 26 - Sex Stories

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 26

THE SHARK AND SEAL - TOURISTS IN HELL

Ch. 26 – Not a Fairy Tale Ending - PART 1

GARY

I couldn’t believe that I was doing this, but I was. Had I done plenty of unsavory things in my bar? Sure. More than I could ever count. This, though, took it to another level. I had never raped a cunt in my own bar. Maybe seeing Rex and his Frost Demons have their way in the Shark and Seal all night had affected my judgment, corrupted me with a primal libido that wouldn’t take

No

for an answer. All I knew was that I was thinking with the smaller of my two heads at this point. My cock raged to get inside the tight body of that sexy brunette.

Sara stiffened as she felt my hand slide along her buttocks. I had already shrugged out of my clothes and thrown them onto the floor on the way over. My erection stood out like a vicious spike. Petite babe looked over her shoulder at me with fear, shock, and disgust.

“Keep doing what you’re doing,” I said huskily, nodding at her sister’s prone figure. “Raise your ass up for me. Let me see that pussy.”

The girl gave me a sullen look. She almost said something. I could well imagine what was going through mind.

How could you? How could you just watch these psychos rape and torture us? How could you join in?!

By now, though, the bitch knew I was a lost cause. She dutifully repositioned herself on her hands and knees. Her neck strained upward so that she could keep lapping at her sister’s tainted sex.

Meanwhile, I was greedily ...

... fixated on the puffy-red lips of that magnificent cunt before me and that gaping anal opening, its webbing still sheened in the leftover cum of more than a dozen men. I rested my shaft along the crack of Sara’s ass while deciding which hole I wanted to rape. The arousing sounds of her lapping at Jamie’s cunt kept my shaft as hard as diamond. I stroked the smooth, velvet-soft skin of both ass cheeks and traced my fingers along the gorgeous contours of her spine and lower back. She was magnificent. She was the most magnificent piece of ass I had ever laid eyes on.

And she was all mine.

“You came to the wrong bar tonight, but if you play your cards right you might still survive more or less intact,” I advised her. “I’m going to fuck you now, so don’t try anything stupid,” I added, surprised at how cruel my own voice sounded. She paused from slurping on her unconscious sister’s pussy long enough to give me a hateful glare.

“You fucking bastard. You’re just as bad as they are,” she spat.

“Maybe I am,” I agreed. I eased my cock into her asshole now as if to confirm her worst fears. To her credit, she didn’t even flinch as I took her gaping ass with my rigid manhood. She merely turned back to giving her sister’s snatch those loving, gentle, and tender licks. The slut alternated between doing that and sucking on the blonde’s reddened labia and swollen clit like some horny fuck-slave.

Yes… this bitch was a survivor all right. We would get along just fine for these next ...