Amherst - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Amherst - Part 3

... hand and pumped it as I bobbed my head while sucking him. A minute later, I looked at the mirror and saw the entire scene in it. I caught myself grinding my sweating, oscillating body on top of Donnie’s lap while sucking Jays cock. But my favorite sight was Donnie’s face. His happy smirk as he lay back and holding my hips under me was worth millions. When I first saw Donnie at the motel’s parking half an hour earlier, I remember wondering if he ever had a bit of fun in his whole life. But now, Donnie’s reactions were really gratifying to the pressures and frictions my body was providing him. I took all his moans and growl, and his funny and lusty grins as compliments. The look on his face when I was riding him finally made all this experience worth for me and I could totally say I was enjoying myself. However, Jay snatched me away from my day-dream and reminded me that there was still a duty to complete. “Comm’n bitch, swallow it! Ah… ah… ah!” Jay said ramming his cock deep into my throat. Luckily, it didn’t take long for him to reach his climax. Soon, his body tensed and began convulsing. He grabbed my head even tighter, impaling his rod all the way into my mouth. I felt his semen ...

... to flowing powerfully out of his scrotum and instant earlier. Then, he shot his semen at the deeper end of my throat. He didn’t loosened his grip until his balls, pressed against my lower lip and chin, were totally drained. “Take bitch, take it aaaaaaah! …ugn… ugn… cunt, take it aaaaall… aaaaah” he said, still coming. I had all of Jay’s juice in my throat. I could barely breathe so I gulped it all down. “Clean it, bitch, clean it!” He said when he was done. Then, he slowly retrieved his now semi-hard penis from my mouth. I made sure to lick and suck all the residues of white ooze, saliva or any other bodily fluid left on his dick. I cleaned it all. “Aaaaaah, gooood, bitch, good… Now, make sure you do Donnie boy here completely too, you hear me?” Jay arrogantly demanded. “Or I’ll come later, and make you sorry” Jay wiped any saliva remains on his flaccid dick on my face; then, his hands; and finally, he slapped lightly a few times my right cheek. Then, he climbed down the bed, put on his short jeans and left the room. But the bastard didn’t close the door entirely, leaving it half open. But I tried not to pay much attention to that. After all, I was finally done with that Jay jerk.