Just a Girl - Sex Stories

Just a Girl

... clenched while he groaned and continued to fuck her faster. Harder. Was he as desperate for this as she? Yes, fuck yes, he had to be. How else could…. Then he howled against the back of her skull and shoved his body into hers with a series of forceful lunges. His imposing cock was pulsing spastically and hot cream was steaming deep into her chute. She thought she might’ve shrieked out loud, but she wasn’t sure. All she was really aware of were the hot shudders ripping through her body and the hard volley of needful cock thrusts in her ass, as if he were using her body to milk his ravenous cock until he was spent. Still implanted in her ass, he pulled her backward and upright, holding her body to his while he sat back in the tub. She came upright inside his arm, and leaned back against his chest. He kissed the side of her face while his hands caressed the front of her wet, naked body. He heaved a deep breath that made her rise and fall with the movement of his body. She sighed and felt something strange. She wasn’t sure what happiness was supposed to feel like, ...

... but there was a sense of safety in the air that seemed to sift down into her through her pores. His hands felt large, even against the overflowing weight of her breasts as he caressed them. He kissed her neck and sighed again. Lighter this time. “Mina,” he said. “After tonight, I’m going to start calling you other things.” “Like what, Mister?” “Like…I dunno…baby. Honey. Sweetheart. Things like that. Just didn’t want to take you by surprise.” “I…um…guess that’d be okay. You call anybody else those things? Wouldn’t seem to mean the same thing if you did.” “No, Mina. No one else. It’s kind of like steps further down a road we didn’t know we were on until now.” She knew the road he was talking about. It felt strange to have such a conversation with his cock still in her ass, but there was something about it she liked. Something that made perfect sense. It probably wouldn’t be long before he fucked her pussy now. A few hours. Days, maybe. But when it happened, she would finally call him by name. His real one. And sooner or later, everything she had would become his.