The Man Of Sin: The Series - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: The Series

... character. The disgust Helena felt was different from the previous night when the first sex scene started. At least then, she could shrug off the unavoidable sensation of lust by telling herself that her body would naturally react to the sight of two people engaging in intercourse. Back then, she felt like just the observer, like she was a simple student watching a movie in health class. But watching the busty brunette stir her fingers around in her slit removed that mental buffer. This felt much more intimate, like she was right there in that dark bedroom. The woman might as well have been right in front of her, knees spread with her chestnut hair scattered across the dusty library carpet. Helena could feel the collar preparing to intervene every time she tried to avert her gaze. She had to watch it all the way through. This felt more sinful than the earlier porn, which in turn made Helena feel more ashamed for watching it. Soon enough, though, she gave in and let her guard down, trying to clear her mind so that while she was watching it, none of it was actually sticking. But try as she might, her scholarly curiosity had returned. Having such a close-up view of that woman’s slit, smooth as a Barbie doll and dripping with arousal, it invoked an interest in Helena as to the mechanics of self-pleasure. She watched every movement of the woman’s fingers, whether she rubbed them against the puffy outer lips or plunged them into herself. On one hand, she was disgusted to be ...

... looking at another woman like this, but on the other, she was curious as to what it felt like. She refused to let herself say it or even think it, but she actually wanted to try it herself. The woman soon climaxed, but unlike the other female orgasms Helena had seen so far, this woman… went the distance. A stream of clear fluid spurted from her pussy, transforming into a continuous splash as she desperately rubbed her clit with her hand blocking the way. The shrillness of her voice made Helena check over and over again that her headphones were plugged in. She was utterly amazed. If she ever experienced an orgasm, would she squirt like that? Not that she wanted to, of course! She would never do something so sinful! Either way, the scene was not over. From her bedside table, the woman drew a vibrating dildo, big and pink. Helena’s eyes widened in shock as she heard it buzz and saw the tremors in the rubber. Was she really going to… She did! The woman plunged the dildo into her pussy, moaning as it rumbled inside her. Helena’s curiosity was now mixed with fear. How could something so big not hurt? Especially when vibrating like that? It didn’t seem to be painful, as the woman moved it back and forth inside her like a sex-crazed zombie. She did this for a couple minutes, switching back and forth between violently fucking herself with it to simply rubbing it against the entrance and teasing her clitoris. After her second orgasm, she pulled out another dildo. Helena watched with eyes as ...