Penny's Worth - Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Penny's Worth - Chapter 6

... experience the full worth of them all. As his balls were beginning to turn a deep shade of blue, I got onto my knees on the bed and pointed my ass into the air. He watched as I slathered my rectum with lubricant and uninhibitedly inserted three fingers. “I want you to shoot as much of your sperm into my ass as possible.” His cock easily slid into me, and my breasts shook as he hammered my anus with his full strength. I came in a sluttish scream and cried out for more. When he came I could feel his spasms as each wave of goo shot into me. He lay back exhausted, and I encouraged him to sleep. I allowed him a few hours of rest and recovery, before he awoke to discover his penis in my hungry mouth. His cock grew as I slurped away and for the next twenty minutes, I pleasured him with my most elite of techniques. He blasted down my throat, and I swallowed every drop. By dawn the next morning, Dave again awoke with his cock engulfed in my mouth. Like before I used my lips, tongue and fingers to bring it to its maximum length. This time, however, I mounted him as he lay on his back. I rode him like a bucking bull, using my knees to move myself pillar-to-post along his shaft. I caressed and teased him with my breasts, until he finally blew a substantial load into my talented pussy. As he lay still catching his breath, I rose up on my knees and allowed him to see his semen dribble out of my vulva. “I’m exhausted,” he admitted. “But you'll keep coming back for more, won’t you?” “You ...

... know it, Baby.” ~ ~ ~ By breakfast we were both sore but knew there would be more to come later in the day. We had the television on to some sporting event, when a new bulletin interrupted the normal broadcast. “Breaking News,” the announcer said. “Last night, General Emile Suárez, Nicaraguan Defense Minister was killed by what is believed to be a terrorist bomb explosion on board his private yacht off shore of the coast of Managua.” The news instantly caught our attention. “No, this can’t be,” shouted Dave. “We take you to a news conference with Colonel Alberto Díaz, the General’s chief of staff,” came the announcer’s voice. “Last night, in a cowardly attack by the extremist forces that have plagued our nation, General Suárez and all of his senior staff were killed by an explosive device planted on his vessel. There were no survivors. I have been appointed by the democratic leadership of Nicaragua as his intermediate replacement.” I looked at Dave, he appeared to be stunned by the sudden turn of events. I tried to display an appropriate expression. “I have been assured by both the President and congressional leaders of this great nation that they will continue to provide their fullest possible support as our two nations battle these radical elements. Over the coming days, I will request additional funding to prevent the spread of this kind of wanton destruction upon the soil of the United Sates.” Dave remained glued to the television for hours as he came to terms with Suárez ...