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

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 26

... Sasha, the paler of the two brunettes in my bar, and Rex’s bitch-wife, was still riding the face of Sara’s unfortunate boyfriend. Of course, maybe I should have considered him the fortunate one compared to Jamie’s fiancé, who still had his testicles wired for the occasional electroshock.

“AAAYYY!!!”

“UUUGGGHH!!”

The shriek came from Ricky, the fiancé. The muffled groan was from Marcus, the boyfriend. As I watched the scene unfold, a certain irony occurred to me. Before, when Sasha had been face-sitting on top of the fiancé, it had been a blessing of sorts for him – better that, he’d probably figured, than having her put pressure on his broken rib (or ribs). Not so with Marcus. He had the opposite problem. His torso was no more than bruised and a little battered, but his broken nose couldn’t handle the constant jostling of Sasha’s wet pussy grinding against his face.

He seemed to be sucking clit and licking cunt like a madman, desperate to please the psycho bitch on top of him.

Rex came over to watch the action up-close.

“Are you behaving yourself, wife?”

Sasha looked at him with a smoldering gaze. “Yes, baby.”

The biker rubbed his chin with a thoughtful frown. “I don’t know. I’m not so sure. I said you were to make the bitch-boy suck up the cum from your pussy after the other pretty-boy gushed inside you. I

didn’t

say you could ride his face and make him pleasure you.”

A spark of fear shone in the girl’s eyes, but also anticipation – like a ...

... submissive who knew that even if she got punished, she would get more than a little enjoyment out of it.

“I’m sorry, baby. I got carried away. Please forgive your worthless slut of a wife, I—”

Before she could continue, Rex thrust his stalagmite of a cock in her face. She quickly smothered him with her mouth, sucking and looking up at him with desperate, imploring eyes. Amazingly, she got him to come in only a few minutes despite his recent climax. She swallowed like a pro, licking her lips afterward. She looked up at him expectantly now, like a dog waiting for a bone.

The biker gang leader reached down and fondled his wife’s right breast. “Good, bitch. Keep behaving like that and you’ll get more rewards. Now I want you to CUM in that bitch-boy’s face. Let yourself go. Then you can fuck him too if you’d like.”

The eyes of the porcelain-pale brunette heated with a mix of gratitude and lust.

“Yes, Sir.” She thrust her tits out, humping the boyfriend’s face even more emphatically. His muffled groans of pain continued. So did the brunette’s rising moans as she journeyed toward climax. I felt almost sorry for the poor bastard as Sasha finally reached the pinnacle of orgasm. She ground herself with intentional violence now, crushing his mouth with her soaking-wet cunt. With a series of shudders and gasps, the raven-haired vixen rode out her orgasm to maximum effect. The euphoric expression on her face was priceless. At last, satisfied, she stood up. She stood up and ...