Change of Luck Part 1 - Sex Stories

Change of Luck Part 1

... speed. "Then you must agree that you have to punish your dirty slut." "No, you are wrong." I was distracted from her eyes by the motion of her breasts. They were rocking in counterpoint to our thrusting, and her nipples had hardened as they teased against my chest. "I am yours to punish." "Perhaps, but I cannot." Her heels had found a way to spur my ass, and I could feel her insides beginning to tremble. My eyes returned to hers, and I could see that she was fighting with all she had to keep the orgasm at bay. "I am your dirty slut!" she managed to cry out. "No." My balls pulled up tight, and my cock started swelling even more inside her. She felt that, and she could barely speak as she struggled against her pleasure. "No?" she questioned in a trembling voice. "No," I repeated. I struggled to finish my thought before I lost it to the orgasm. "You are my angel. My fallen angel. You came down here in the dirt with me to lift me and bless me. The only dirt on you has brushed off of me, and I could never punish you." Her orgasm took her at 'fallen angel', though she kept her eyes on mine and drank in all of my confession. My orgasm blasted away the last of my words, and I don't know if I said them aloud or not. Our bodies continued to thrust together until we were both too satiated to move. Rather than collapse on top of her, I rolled us and I fell to the bed beside her. She rolled with me and kissed me and then settled her head on my shoulder. The short night and two long days finally caught me, and I drifted off to sleep. She murmured something in my ear, and then she slipped away. I almost woke up later when she pulled a blanket over us and she cuddled into my arms again. Much later, I woke to the sound of my stomach growling.