Unwanted attention - Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

Unwanted attention - Chapter 14

... can’t… I just can’t have another one, I can’t cum again….. ahhh…. Please stop.” I cried out as he kept adding more pressure on my now very sensitive clit. It started hurting, but at the same time I could feel this overwhelming sensation that stopped my breathing for a moment and there it was… my third orgasm in less than ten minutes. He noticed that I couldn’t catch my breath and just pulled off for a moment. His face was all wet and he licked his lips with pleasure and satisfaction. I could only look through half opened eyes as my heart was pounding and my breathing was calming down a bit. I tried closing my legs briefly but he took a hold of my knees, rubbing my sweaty thighs and just looking me up and down. Just when I thought it was over he started rubbing me with his palm all over my red vulva and once he was more than lubricated he pushed two fingers in my tight little cunny. My eyes rolled back and so did my head as I felt the penetration. This made my breasts thrust forward while my hard nipples were poking through the thin material on the spaghetti strapped top that I had on and which was now showing signs of sweat here and there. At first he just fingered me slowly and then faster, making sloppy sounds come from between my legs. I knew I had no chance to stop him until he had enough and begging did not seem to work, so I just bit my lips and tried not to make too much noise. I was moaning uncontrollably and panting as he fingered my abused cunny. He then stopped, ...

... trusted his fingers upward and started pulling up and down making louder wet noises. I didn’t dare look to see what he was doing to me, it didn’t hurt, and it just felt more and more intense until, all of a sudden another orgasm hit me. This time I felt like I wet myself during the strong sensations and as it finally subsided I looked down and saw this big wet spot on the couch, his whole hand dripping wet and a big smile on his face. As I caught my breath he pulled his hand out from between my legs and just sat back staring at my puzzled face. It didn’t smell like urine and I was pretty sure by now that I hadn’t peed myself either. He finally spoke: “-Jasmine, I didn’t know you were a squirter… In fact, judging by the priceless look on your gorgeous face neither did you. I guess no one ever pressed the right buttons until now. You should be proud of yourself, not all girls are able to orgasm so hard that their vagina has to manifest itself in this delicious way. Honestly I have never seen it before, except on the internet, but then again no one ever let me do the things I do to you…” He kept talking openly, making me feel as low as possible until he finally permitted me to get up and dress myself. I had nothing to wipe myself with and asked if I could use his private bathroom. He just said “no” and that was it. As much as I hated getting undressed in front of him or anyone else for that matter, I was now wishing that I had done so earlier, even if that meant exposing my large ...