The Morning After Mystery - Sex Stories

The Morning After Mystery

... walked over to the dresser and felt the wood. It immediately brought back another flash back. This time she was up against the dresser, getting pounded. Kim still had her dress on and the powerful man was holding her leg up this time. His pants were off, she thought, but he had on a shirt and tie. His top couple of buttons were undone and his tie was loosely hanging around his neck as he fucked her. He was sweating and breathing hard. Her body was pressed up against the dresser and the dresser was rocking as they fucked. She remembered having her head buried into his chest while he pounded her. His cock was driving in and out of her tight pussy at a rapid pace. It was like a dream, though. She remembered some blues in the background, and the rain pouring down. She remembered his cock was powerful and thick. As his cock pounded her in and out, in and out, she felt her own orgasm building. She felt her body tense up and tighten on his cock. She remembered rocking her hips back and forth to meet his thrusts. His power was driving her to a massive orgasm that she desperately needed. She fucked him back as hard as she could. She used her hips to drive his member balls-deep into her, making her pussy greedily want more. The slick sounds told them both she was starting to cum. He pounded her harder and harder. He knew that his own orgasm was coming too. Kim began to shake as she held onto him tightly, feeling his fire and passion radiate from his sex. He held her tightly and ...

... pounded her as hard as he could. He fucked the shit out of her, driving through her tightness. He could feel her cumming. He could feel cum pouring from her tightness. She gripped his body, digging her nails into his back to keep from stopping. As she shook, he felt his own orgasm building in his balls. His body went into an autopilot mode. He was fucking as hard as he could. He could feel his balls slapping against her as he fucked her. He began to shake now and knew it was time to cum. He plowed his cock as deep as it would go and shot his load into her. Stream after glorious stream of cum filled Kim’s pussy, so much so, it was spilling out of her. She remembered collapsing on the bed, dress still on, hair a sweaty mess. Kim came back to the present. What a great night, she thought; man I could use more of those. She walked over to what appeared to be the bathroom. She could hear the shower running. She stopped at the large closet that separated the bathroom from the bedroom. She looked around at all the suits and ties and wondered why she didn’t have something like this at her place. Kim moved through the clothing room, and into the large open bathroom. The first thing she noticed was the warm floor. It was all marble and should have been cold, but it wasn’t. It must have been heated, she thought. The mirrors were all fogged up from the steam. The shower stall doors were all glass but fogged up, too. She could only make out a figure in the shower but not his face. All of the ...