Nevada Day - Sex Stories

Nevada Day

... Sure I was going to be saddle sore and probably not be able to have sex again for a while, but who cares. A girl only lives once. So, when Carla and Sandra left with James and Jason, and the bulk of the guests had departed, Jacob found me with a nervous look in his eyes. “Well?” “I’ll give you the weekend,” I said. “If that goes well, we’ll go from there.” Jacob smiled and took my hand into his, kissing the back. We climbed into the back of his limousine, and while Hunter, his driver, took us all over the city, Jacob fucked me the entire ride. I spent the weekend tied to his bed, literally. I was only freed to eat and use the bathroom. It was the kinkiest, most erotic weekend I’d ever enjoyed. Jacob kept his word about having my ass too, but he held out until Sunday morning. It was the first time I had ever truly enjoy anal sex, and I knew there and then I was going to date Jacob despite what anyone at work said come Monday morning. Leaving Sunday night was the hardest thing I had ever done. I didn’t want to, but I knew it was for the best. Jacob had bought me some sweats as he knew I was pretty sore from three days of marathon sex. Even a soak in the hot bath didn’t help ease my pain. Stepping out of the bedroom for the first time in three days, I realized how thick the scent of sex was in the bedroom. Monday morning things returned to normal, so to speak. Our office looked as it always did, and from the looks of Carla and Sandra, the brothers kept them satisfied sexually. ...

... Jacob treated me as he always did, and I began to wonder if maybe our relationship ended Sunday night. At lunch, Carla and Sandra shared that the brothers did in fact fuck them silly over the weekend, and they each had planned dates later this week. I said I went to the bar but made the mistake of going to a gay bar so I didn’t get lucky on any level. I wasn’t about to let it slip I never made it to the bar as I was a little ‘tied up’ all weekend. After lunch, Jacob called me into his office, ordered me to lock the door, and had me suck his cock under his desk while he spoke with Mr. Rocca on the speakerphone. There was a large pillow waiting for me, so I quickly kicked off my shoes and climbed under the desk. I was not to make him cum until he gave the signal, a tap on my shoulder. I was under that desk for so long I thought my jaw had locked. I knew he wanted to cum, I could feel it, but we had a deal. I continued to lick, suck and occasionally drag my teeth along his shaft. I also held his balls to keep him from cumming, much like the way a cock ring works. Jacob hated that I could now tease him like he had done to me all weekend long, but on some dark level, I know he enjoyed it as well. The tap came as he ended the call. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth hard until he shot ropes of sticky sweet cum down my throat. I swallowed every delicious drop. Once he was drained, I climbed out and stretched my legs. My knees and ankles popped loudly. “Same time tomorrow, Genie?” ...