My Goddess - Sex Stories

My Goddess

... little, and grind against my leg with one long slide. I slam my fingers inside of you and stay there, as your walls clench and unclench around my fingers. You’re making guttural noises and incoherent mumblings, and then finally slump down onto your seat, juices leaking out onto my jeans. The waiter reaches us, and looks at us with unadulterated loathing. “I’ve had complaints from several customers that you were banging the table with… inappropriate gestures. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” You give him that disarmingly beautiful smile and say, “Oh I’m so sorry! I was reaching down to grab something out of my purse, and must have been banging against the table. Isn’t that right baby?” I clear my throat. “Uh, um, yes. She needed, uh, her phone?” My head is still reeling, and the smell of sex is clearly present around our table. Your phone is produced, seemingly out of thin air, and you give the waiter another breezy smile. “I’m sorry, sir; we won’t make any more noise.” “Yes, well… please see that you don’t.” He walks away, glancing at us over his shoulder, and disappears around the corner, shaking his head. “Mmmm that’s my good baby boy. That’s the best orgasm I’ve ever had, love.” “Thank you, miss,” I reply shakily. “I think I enjoyed it more than you.” “Not possible.” You say with your mischievous grin. “Now it’s your turn, baby.” I try to protest, pointing out the waiter’s disapproval, but instead groan as you undo my fly and start pumping my cock with your left ...

... hand. You’re looking at a menu, as if trying to decide what you’re going to have for dessert, but your eyes are trained on only one spot as you pump my hard dick up and down. You drop your phone on the floor, and stop pumping my cock. “Ugh, I hate when that happens,” you say aloud. You lean down to pick it up, and I wait patiently. All of a sudden, I feel your mouth surround my entire length. I gasp, and you bob up and down slightly, just enough to give me intense pleasure but not enough to give anyone cause to complain. You reach further down to pick up your phone, and start sucking on my head, licking me and sucking me hard. Your tongue runs underneath my cock and acts as a bed while you swallow continuously, massaging my cock head. I have never felt anything like this, and I can’t hold back any longer. I breathe a grunt, and hold your head further down on my cock as I shoot stream after stream of hot, sticky cum into your mouth. There’s more than I ever thought there could be, and it seems you’re practically drinking a litre of it as I buck my hips up a little. You squeak in surprise, but then relax onto my cock and swallow every last drop. Your mouth slides off my cock with a little “plop” and you wipe the corners of your mouth. “Slut! Cumming without my permission was your first mistake. Holding my head down was your second. I’ll make sure you’re punished properly later. However, for now, this will have to do.” You reach down and squeeze my softening cock, hard! I gasp a ...