What Lies Beneath - Sex Stories

What Lies Beneath

... someone ever told you to hurt someone, or yourself...&#034 He kissed her forehead. &#034You trust me, don't you, Miranda? I trust you.&#034 &#034Yes, Marcus.&#034 she sniffled. &#034You don't hate me for being a slut? I mean, that's part of what makes all those other girls so cheap, is knowing that they do all the filthy things with boys. Now you have me doing all the things I only ever suspected before. You tell me I'm going to like being a filthy little slut like them, and I'm scared you're right.&#034 &#034Oh, no, Miranda, I could never hate you, baby s****r!&#034 he said. &#034And now, I think it's time for your next lesson.&#034 &#034My next lesson? Marcus, haven't we done enough for one night?&#034 she asked. &#034I mean, look at me. I'm a mess!&#034 &#034You look beautiful.&#034 he said, getting to his feet. &#034And you still have a lot to learn, little s****r.&#034 He reached out to her and helped her to her feet. &#034Come on, get up.&#034 Once she was standing, he moved her to the back of the couch. &#034Put your hands there, and there.&#034 he said, then moved her feet apart until they were about shoulder width apart. &#034What are you doing?&#034 she asked, curious. His hands went onto her hips, then slid up her ribs and cupped her breasts. She hissed in a breath. &#034Oh, that feels nice!&#034 &#034This lesson is all about showing you all the pleasure your body can experience.&#034 he said, kissing the back of her neck. He slid his hands back down to her hips, ...

... then knelt behind her as he lowered her panties to the floor. &#034Marcus, I-&#034 she started to say, but he shushed her. &#034No, Miranda, shh. Just be quiet, baby. Trust me.&#034 he said, pulling her feet out one at a time. &#034Marcus, OHHH!&#034 she gasped, feeling his hands run up the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs apart a little more, then his mouth was on her whole sex, his tongue laving up and down her slit, then worming itself inside. &#034Ohh, GODDAMMIT!&#034 she cries out, bucking her hips back against his mouth His tongue probed at her asshole, and she gasped loudly in pleasure. His thumb found its way there and began pressing lightly on it. She moaned and writhed in his hands, but not trying to get away. &#034You like that?&#034 he asked her, standing back up and whispering in her ear. His hands were caressing her breasts once more. She nodded, gasping for breath. He pushed her forward, so that her hands were flat on the couch cushions and she was bent over the back. &#034You're going to love this, then.&#034 he said. She felt him spreading her feet apart even more, then something big and hard was probing between her labia, rubbing over her clit, then moving back. It lodged itself inside her, beginning to stretch her open in the most delicious way then drew back. &#034Marcus, wait!&#034 she said, urgently. &#034No, Marcus, wait, please!&#034 she begged, but he kept rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her pussy, letting her feel him teasing it just ...