Finals Frenzy 2 - Sex Stories

Finals Frenzy 2

... other in our sexual surrender. My fingernails dug into his flesh, scratching and embedding themselves into his back. Our lips only paused for a moment before they smashed against each other once again. Ben’s rough large hands fondled my breasts, groping them violently and making me moan in both pain and pleasure. My tongue outlined the trace of his jaw and proceeded down his neck and collarbone, nipping at his flesh before kissing away the burn. Ben’s sharp intake of breath sent shivers down my spine. The deep chemical concoction of the pheromones we both released were taking effect. In a flurry, the rest of our clothes were discarded. My fingernails dragged themselves across his hip bones and pulled down his jeans before he kicked them off. Instantly, my warm fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft as Ben’s mouth descended onto my nipples, biting them harshly. “Ughhhh.” The small sound escaped my lips, making Ben bite my nipples harder. His tongue swirled around the bruised nipple, while he roughly pinched my other nipple. The pleasure was too much and I felt my knees go weak. Every fiber in my being was on fire. Planting my free hand on his chest, I gave him a harsh push against the uneven counter behind him. “What the-” he started to say, taken by surprise. My mouth collided with his again. His tongue darted against mine, spearing with mine in a fight for dominance. I captured his tongue and bit on it. He flipped me around, pinning me to the laundry machine as he ...

... kissed and bit down my neck to my shoulders. Rough jeans scraped against my back as Ben quickly pulled down my yoga pants and panties. Our deep rooted sexual hunger resurfaced. Calloused fingers grazed across my inner thighs while I reached behind, grabbing his cock, the soft mesh of my thumb running over the head of his cock. Our lips did not stop tasting and battling. The tip of a finger brushed my inner lips and my knees buckled in response. Ben pulled on my hair and made my body contort. Hissing, I struggled as he slammed me into the laundry machine. I was bent over with my swollen, bare, wet pussy exposed for his taking. “Motherfucker!” I shouted, trying to get up before being slammed back onto the laundry machine again. A large hand rested on my back, pressing my breasts against the smooth, cold surface. For a brief moment, my slit was opened as he held and pointed his cock at my entrance. My breath hitched as I waited for that first delicious thrust. Slowly, he ran his cockhead between my slippery wet lips, rubbing my clit instead of entering my aching hole. The asshole was teasing me! I arched my head back and manage to get out of his grasp for a moment. Violently, I pulled his face closer to mine. I needed his cock now. “Come on big boy, try and make this slut cum all over your cock,” I snarled the words, mocking him. Something flashed across his eyes, and in a single quick, mighty thrust, he impaled me on the machine. My pussy lips formed a giant O at the sudden ...