Abigail I: Breaking in - Sex Stories

Abigail I: Breaking in

Abigail slowly undressed. Since she didn't plan on dressing up again again she simply threw her dress into the bin. In no particular hurry, she prepared the room, put some instruments on the small table, laid out plastic sheets, dragged the bed over to the center of the room, lit some candles. The day earlier she sent all the necessary letters. After a long, hot shower, she enjoyed the view. The small bungalow was located on the edge of a cliff, and watching the sea was always relaxing to her. There she was, a beautiful redhead, naked, with wonderfull inviting hips, not to big but well formed breasts, and marvellous green eyes. She lit a Gitane and waited. Abigail was halfway through her cigerette supply when the door opened. Her boyfriend found himself pleasantly surprised by the view of her naked back, and took a second to enjoy gazing her nice bottom. "Gail?" She snipped the smoke out of the window and walked over. "Peter, today is like your birthday and christmas combined. I'll make you a gift." she purred while pressing her well shaped body against his. He didn't mind at all, and teased with a broad smile. "Oh, and what would that be my dear?" He had quite some ideas, but her answer was very unexpected. "Well, darling..." she whispered, and paused to nibble his ear. "Me of course. Monday I quit my job so I could spend the next two years travelling china. I boarded a plane to Peking, and then vanished in the streets. I flew back on a private plane, and paid the pilot ...

... double to forget me." Peter was not quite sure what her point was, so he just nodded quizically. "Well, we had wonderfull sex over the last years, good bandage and whipping here and there, but we both know you want more. And so do I. Lets have some more... final enjoyment this night. I won't be missed, you know?" Peter must have looked at her like a firstgrader at quantum physics. "Ahm, what?" Abigail pushed him back, so fell on the bed, and swung herself ontop of him. While stroking his dick through his pants she gifted him a devilish grin. "I want you to fuck me like you never did before, break in my ass, rip me apart, until nothing of me is left. I want you to literally fuck my brains out, fuck me up until I'm totally broken. Can you do that?" She started freeing his member and put it in her mouth, while looking up to his face. It wasn't like he didn't want to... but he loved her, and he never expected to really be in such a situation. Peter thought this must be a dream or a joke from her. But a look into her eyes told him how serious she was about all that. "Oh darling... I love you." he said, followed by a lustfull moan. Her answer was mumled, for she still was working his dick with her mouth. "'ell, 'an lets get ya cum, nggnng, an' drink a glash o' whine 'efore we start, ngggn, 'cause 'the night will 'e a long one." After the wine was done, he gave Abigail a long kiss and pushed her over the bed, so she was lying on her belly. "Then, as you put it so nicely, let's break ...