Price of Betrayal 1 - Sex Stories

Price of Betrayal 1

... tonight, Ella, just fucking you." "Whatever you want, Andrew," she said with a smile. "I'm all yours." I stood by her head, slowly unbuttoned my shirt, and dropped it on the floor. Then I kicked off my loafers and removed the rest of my clothing. "Whatever I want, right, Ella?" "Oh, yeah, baby," Ella said. "Come to Mama." I happily obliged. Stepping close, I grabbed her head and slowly slid my cock between her lips. A groan came from me as inch after inch after inch disappeared into her hot, welcoming mouth until the full seven inches were down her throat. "No teeth," I growled as I slowly began to fuck her mouth, "or I will hurt you." She nodded feebly, and I fisted my hands in her hair and deepthroated her, barely pulling back long enough for her to take a quick breath in between thrusts. She was an expert at this, though, and as soon as I felt my balls tighten, I slammed into her throat and held her still while I pumped my load into her, the feeling of her swallowing extending the experience. "Fuck!" I gasped as I pulled out. She just licked her lips and grinned. "Not bad, huh, baby?" "Shut the fuck up," I said, slapping her ass hard, but I smiled back. I slowly circled the bench until I was between her bound legs. I stepped close and let my semi-hard cock rest on her ass. "Oh, baby, fuck my ass," she moaned. I slapped her again, harder this time, and she cried out. "I said shut the fuck up, Ella," I growled. "One might think you wanted to be beaten." She shook her head ...

... vigorously, and I smiled. I slid my hand off the red mark I had made on her ass and felt her slick cunt. She wasn't a gusher or a squirter, which is what I liked. I was all for a little natural lube, but I didn't want to be covered in the shit. She groaned as I slid my first two fingers in and out of her silky snatch, but I knew she could, and would, take more. I was not a small man, and neither were my hands, and when I added two more fingers, she gasped. "How long since you've been fisted, Ella? Too long, I'd say, if that affected you." "Fuck you, Andrew! One of the girls fisted me yesterday, but you know how big your fucking hand is compared to hers?" "Fuck me?" I added my thumb so that all that was keeping me out fully were my knuckles. I leaned over her back until my mouth was by her ear as I slowly pushed my hand forward. I spoke softly. "Oh, yes, darling, you will fuck me. Or rather, I will fuck you, and you will be sore tomorrow. I hope your girls are comfortable because they won't be going anywhere for a long, long time." Ella groaned louder as I worked my knuckles into her. From there it was easy, and I slid my fist in up to my wrist. "Fuck me!" Ella screamed. "Your wish is my command, sweetheart," I laughed, and I began fist-fucking her, slowly at first and then speeding up. "Oh, God!" "Not my name, Ella, but you know that." I slapped her ass and uncurled my fingers inside of her. "Fuck, Andrew, what are you doing?" "You're not the only one who gets to cum from ...