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

The Tales From The Tavern: Revenge, Bitch

... gave me a little show in the moonlight. Flashing her tush every now and then, granting me a glimpse of her back door filled with her sex toy. From the way she moaned and her face distorted from time to time, I knew some moves stimulated her. I enjoyed the show lying on her bed, slowly stroking my cock. It only lasted a few minutes, but I couldn't have taken it much longer anyway. She crawled back on the bed towards me. She gave my cock one last lick before turning around, and presenting me her ass again. She spread her labia with her fingers. I shoved my cock into her pussy once more. This time I felt the glass plug push through the thin wall between both her holes. I knew I wouldn't last very long like this. “Fuck, Sheryl!” “You like it when my butt's stuffed. Filthy boy,” she commented over my exclamation. I reached out to her breasts that were dangling to and fro from our matching thrusts. They felt so soft in my hands, much like two pillows – the true pillows of heaven. I took her nipples between my fingers, twisted them, pulled them. Sheryl's moans approved of my actions. I let go off her divine melons and stopped moving. I tried not to sound like a schoolboy when I said: “I can't hold it much longer, but I want to give you the fuck of your life.” She reached out for the bed rail. “Then fuck me deep and hard, naughty boy.” I took a deep breath, and fucked her as fast and hard as if my life depended on it. Even she was surprised by the power of my thrusts. The whole bed ...

... moved under our simultaneous motions. I was about to cum, but I knew what I had to do: I grabbed the foot of the but plug, and started plunging that thing in and out of her asshole. “Oh...” was the calm that came out of her mouth that announced the storm. I didn't stop moving – neither my dick nor the plug – until her unintelligible scream filled the room. Her muscles contracted uncontrollably around my shaft. She suffered major cramps all over her body as she tensed to a never before felt full-body orgasm. I, however, much to my astonishment, didn't come. She collapsed, her butt still in the air because I held it there. It took her at least ten seconds of near hyperventilation until she gathered her breath again. Panting, she said: “What... was... that...? Never... felt... so... good... before... And you?” “Uhm...” I hesitantly replied, completely baffled, “I didn't.” “ What, you didn't come ? I'm not letting you go until you fill that pussy again.” She reached between her legs where my penis was still buried in her pussy. She cupped my balls, gently massaged them, and slowly gyrated her hips. My whole body went shaking instantly. The door flung open, as my words matched the exact pace of the contractions in my shaft: “Oh... fuck... She... ryl... I'm... com... ing...” “What the fuck are you doing?!” Emanuelle shouted, not believing what she had just run into. Her mother chuckled: “Milking your ex' dick – inside my pussy. Revenge, BITCH!” ---------------- “You guys should have ...