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

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 26

... few minutes until I took what I wanted. After that, well, she could use her newfound skills to become the Frost Demon gang’s newest, most successful communal whore for all I cared.

Within the next fifteen minutes or so, I almost reached a place of bliss like no other. I gave her rump a good, hard fucking, but that was just the beginning. I decided to get the best of both worlds. Her tight little ass, despite being stretched, almost made me come too soon, so I switched to the girl’s pussy instead. I pounded that tight, sticky fuck-hole as if my life depended on it.

She didn’t give me the satisfaction of moaning – the sullen bitch – but I could tell from her heavy breathing and the way that her pussy began juicing up around my shaft that I was starting to get through to her. The girl’s primal instincts were responding to the cock reaming her sensitive young sex. She just kept feasting on her sister, though, trying to ignore me as best she could… even as her body tightened with me inside of her and seemed to beg,

More! More!! More!!!

Then rapture came. I felt it rushing toward me like a train. My cock lanced her silken-soft love-hole and then I felt myself spilling deep inside her. Pumping cum toward her womb, I gripped her waist tight and tainted her with the full blast of my raping seed. She shuddered as I slammed into her and spewed in her again and again. Her cunt was sucking out my ball-juice like it was the only true purpose of her existence. Soon I felt like ...

... I had emptied not just my sperm but my very soul into the bitch. I felt completely spent, almost desiccated. Satisfaction vied with exhaustion. I paused to relish that snug fit, my softening cock nestled in her warmth.

Pulling out, I looked down at my accomplishment. One last torrent of cum seeped from the folds of a ravaged 22-year-old pussy. Meanwhile, she was still licking pussy, on and on, desperate to revive her poor sister.

“Mmmm. You did good, bitch. For what it’s worth, I hope you and your sister don’t die.” I reached out and stroked her hair. Then I pressed her face against the blonde’s cunt, making her sister’s flowing juices coat her mouth, nose, and chin in a glistening mess. The girl grunted in protest but kept licking.

Finally, I released her. I let her continue at her own pace.

Perhaps part of me regretted what I’d done, acknowledging guilt in its own subconscious way. I used a napkin to wipe the bitch’s fluids off my cock and felt the sudden need for the night to just be over. I just wanted to drink a damn beer, watch TV, and wind down for the night in my cabin eight miles away. I pulled on my jeans and shirt. Just as I was preparing to hurry Rex along and lock everything up, though, I discovered that the action across the way wasn’t quite finished.

In fact, I would soon witness Rex’s crowning act of depravity for the night, and it was something I would never forget.

“Lick my pussy. Lick it! Suck my clit, bitch-boy. Ooooohhhh fuck, yessss!” ...