1. The Working Girl Part One


    Date: 11/29/2015, Categories: Fiction Anal Blowjob Incest Male/Female Prostitution, Author: Castlequeen, Source: sexstories.com

    ... my intense wetness made for some squishing sounds, but it was just so incredible feeling him moving with me. He picked up his pace and was now pumping me with long deep strokes, and pulling almost all the way out, which I knew from previous experience would make me come very quickly, even in doggy. After only a few minutes, I was shaking, knowing a monster orgasm was moments away, but he was thrusting smoothly, and I wondered how long he would last? My shaking got worse, and sure enough, I came with a vengeance and a yelp, but he still pounded away, maybe two or more were going to be my treat from this most incredible of lovemakings, and then I came again, with a squeal, but he wasn't finished, he pumped me a few more times, then pulled out and flipped me around quickly, but gently, and plunged deep into me in the missionary position. The change of position cooled me for a few moments, but soon I was achingly expecting another orgasm, and he did not disappoint me, as I came, but with less intensity than before, and I knew I couldn't take much more. Another two or three minutes of deeply filling me, and then he switched positions again, and I prepared for more doggy, but it was not to be, not at all, as he took his rock hard cock which had been ramming me for some time, pulled out, and slammed it into my ass! "Aaaaaaieee!!" I yelped as he drove deep into me, I had never taken anal, and hadn't expected it! Now his hands, which had been so gentle, grabbed my hips roughly as he ...
    ... hammered my ass deep. It hurt, but it felt good, exciting, knowing he was taking me, knowing I was doing what he wanted, that I was satisfying his deepest urges, that I was his, totally and completely. As I got used to it, it felt better and better, and I knew that the mix of my juices and his pre-cum had me lubed up well enough, so I relaxed and enjoyed it, and even when his hands started slapping my ass cheeks with each thrust, I enjoyed it more and more. Pain? What was pain compared to this pleasure? The pleasure of being his? The thrill of being taken by the man I loved more than any other? My pleasure built, and I came once more, just before he groaned loudly and slammed himself as deep as he could into my ass. He held me tight, rocking like we had earlier, as I could feel his ejaculation in me. Back and forth we rocked, until with a long, aching sigh, he pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed. I fell forward, and lacked even the strength to prop myself up with my elbows, and I rolled over to pull myself close to him. LIke Lee, he cried, but this was from a guilt far, far deeper than any the caring Mr. Cooper might have suffered. I held him, and let him weep, for things could never be the same again, perhaps different wasn't so bad? "Oh god," he finally sobbed, "what have I done?" "Shhh...it's all right." "How can it be? What I just did?" "Nothing happened that I didn't want to happen. Ever since I saw you naked that day with an erection, I've wondered, now I know. I ...