The Tales From The Tavern: Revenge, Bitch - Sex Stories

The Tales From The Tavern: Revenge, Bitch

... causing the expression in her face to light up. She supported herself on her elbows, and looked at me. With lust-widened eyes. “Yes! Right there! Keep rubbing!“ she cried as my matched the strokes of the fingers of both my hands with the rhythm of my tongue still licking her erect clit. “Keep it right there! Keep it right there! KeepitrightthereKeepitrightthereKeepitrightthere! Oh yes! Oh yes! OhyesOhyesOhyes! Fuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” She came. Screaming. Shouting. I let her recover from her ecstasy. Never before had I seen someone come this hard. She still breathed heavily as I lay down beside her, resting my head on her breasts, slowly running my pussy-juice soaked fingers over her belly. I secretly hoped she'd still be in for that promised other round , as my dick was rock solid again. She pushed my head onto her chest. “Fuck, that was unbelievable. Are you sure you're not even 25? You're a better licker than my boyfriend.” I chuckled from her remark. A little moment passed. It was long enough for me to feel already halfway disappointed, being afraid she might want already to go to sleep. That was when her hand grabbed my cock. “Lookie there. I already thought you wouldn't be up for the second round.” She paused. “Hey, I bet you never had a girl with tits as big as mine, did you?” I shook my head no. She smiled, and bit her lower lip. “So I bet you never had a real tit-fuck, huh?” Again, I shook my head. “Want to have a real tit-fuck then?” I nodded. She ...

... smiled. “Good boy.” This was the moment I realized how perfect her tits actually were. Immaculate. I got off the bed, on my feet. She kneeled on the floor in front of me, and placed her large breasts around my manhood. She moved her whole body up and down, licking the purple head every time it came to her face. Then she took it in her mouth, gently sucking on it, still massaging my shaft with her huge tits. It was a pleasurable feeling, though not as pleasurable as fucking her snatch. “Sheryl, mmmh, yes!” I tried to say. “Sheryl, stop.” She did as asked. “Sheryl, what was that again with your butt plug?” She grinned. “So you CAN talk during sex? The butt plug?” Her grin widened some more. “Shove that damn thing up my ass, and fuck me doggy style, filthy boy!” She got a key from the drawer of her night table. It opened a bigger drawer where she hid all kinds of kinky devices; among others, her butt plug as well. She handed the glass cone to me, and got on her bed. On all fours, her perfect ass facing my direction, she wiggled it, and threw one sultry glance at me. I spit on the sex toy a few times, and spread my saliva all over it. Just like my fingers before, I could slide it in without much resistance, causing her to welcome the new intruder by a delighted whimper. “Now get up, and walk around a little, will you?” I ordered, “I wanna see that thing sticking in your ass a little.” She licked her finger in approval. “You sure are one naughty boy, aren't you?” She stood up, and ...