Fashion Expert, Make up Artist, and TV Personality - Sex Stories

Fashion Expert, Make up Artist, and TV Personality

... She gets down on the floor on her hands and knees, my hands push her lower back downward, flattening her body against the pillows, as I straddled over her ass as she closes her legs. I slide backwards, to the tops of her thighs. She moans in frustration, wiggling her ass to coax me. My cock, slick with lubricant, nestles between her cheeks. She feels my weight shift as I mount her, then she feels pressure at her anus. Her eyes open wide and she tries to pull away, protesting verbally. I ignore her, pressing the tip of my cock forward, my hands firmly planted on her lower back to keep her still. Her feet hitting repeatedly against the floor, making thumping noises. " Stop! You're never gonna fit. Please don't." She struggles against me, her thrashing contained by my body on top of her. " Oh, I love feeling my thick cock in a tight virgin ass." My cock head pushes through the ring of muscles as I spoke. She moans in answer, her body tensing. " You better relax, or this is going to be very painful, it does not need to be painful." My hands massage her ass, as I rock my hips forward, delivering another inch to her tight virgin hole. " Stop! It hurts! There's no fucking way I can handle that! Stop!" My hand reaches forward, grabbing her hair and pushing her face into the pillow, effectively muffling her protests. I thrust again, and then spank her with my free hand. Her entire body jumps; had she not been face-down in the pillow, I would have heard her cry out. I'm relishing the ...

... way she spasms, the muscles of her ass tightening in response to the slap I delivered. Her butt is cute. I release her hair, letting her breathe. When the expected spanking didn't come, she lets out a breath, her body relaxing slightly. I take the opportunity to thrust deeper, her asshole swallows a couple more inches of my thick shaft. She screams, her back arching as her hips hit the pillow hard. I moan with her, her hole squeezing me tightly as she resists. I hold still as she went limp under me, her legs landing with a dull thud on the floor. I pull back a bit, then push forward again, my hands spreading apart her cheeks as I watch my cock slide deeper into her. Her breathing is slow and deep, her eyes shut tightly and she fights to relax. " Your tight little ass feels amazing." I punctuated my sentence with a thrust of my hips, jolting her. She moans loudly, her hands balling into fists and her feet kicking up. I plunge back into her, making her squeal. " A good little slut likes a big cock in her ass, doesn't she?" I thrust again. " Are you a good little slut?" She nods, her face turns to the side. She has to admit that the sensations are nearly as pleasurable as painful; I have her loosened up enough that I'm pumping into her at a slow and steady pace, each thrust feeling more pleasurable than the last. Her clit tingling as she squirms, grinding her mound into the pillow, her thighs tight together. " Yes, you do. A cock-hungry whore needs it in every one of her tight ...