Sara Part III - Sex Stories

Sara Part III

... life and my body was starting to shake. “Ohhh fuck are you cumming? Damn you are so fucking tight!” he growled as he pumped his massive meat into my little pussy. “Fuck me! Fuck me Mister! Use me like a slutty little fucking toy!” I felt his hand grab the hair on the back of my head as he began to power stroke into my tight little slit. I saw the look of sheer effort as this man fed his entire rod into a girl half his age and I’d beg for more. For the next hour my body was like a ragdoll as this man switched me from one position to the next, each time re-entering my tiny little gash and opening me more and more. Occasionally I would look down to see his fat cock speared into my petite body and wonder how in the world he could fit inside me. I lost track of how many times I had came but I was starting to get a little light headed. Thankfully he had had enough and was about to pop. “MMMMM cum on my face! Paint my face like a cheap little fucking whore cunt!” I was frantic as I got on my knees, in position as he stood over me jerking his cock dripping in my girl cream. Faster and faster he pumped. His hand furiously gliding up and down his length until I saw the first stream of many explode from the head of his cock and I felt it splatter against my forehead. It was already starting to trickle down when the next spurt hit. Then another and another until my face felt completely covered and he just had a few pearls of jizz dripping form the head of his deflating cock. I leant towards him and lapped up the few drops that were clinging onto his head then leaned back and let him admire his handiwork. I had cum on my face, in my hair, down onto my neck and my tits and I felt some drip from my chin and land onto my used little pussy. “Fuck. I was wrong about you Sara.” That confused me. “You’re not going to do well in this line of work….you’re going to be a fucking superstar.” He exclaimed and dropped down onto his bed.