An Arm And A Leg - Sex Stories

An Arm And A Leg

... sickened at the action as his sperm erupts onto her entire arm.

“Thanks, sis,” Dany says, bringing his hands to the back of his head,

“Please don’t say that after this,” Mathilde responds, grabbing some tissues and cleaning off her arm and hand. Dany chuckles and says,

“How much would I have to pay you to lick it off from now on?”

“Ok, I’m done. You got what you needed. I’m going to bed.”

That was their routine for a month. He’d be jerked off after eating and make a tasteless joke to really send the point home. Her reaction was always hysterical. She’d blush to the point of looking like a ketchup bottle. Unbeknownst to him and even her, these jokes would stick around in Mathilde’s head and bring thoughts that were highly unwelcome at first. But after a certain period of time, she began to even have fantasies about these thoughts. They’d last for a second until she’d immediately bring a stop to it.

Over time, she’d stop turning away from him during the deed, but she still didn’t like it. One day, he just finished cumming on her arm and hand and again made the joke of offering money for licking some off. When he chuckles to himself, she looks at her cum covered limb and brings it to her mouth. Dany notices this and his jaw drops as she takes a small lick from her forearm.

“That’ll be seventy-five bucks,” Mathilde says with a smug grin.

Dany is taken aback. He expected his plan to work, but didn’t expect it to work this quickly. He feel like a genius. ...

... He snaps out of his daze and nudges to the nightstand where his wallet lies, conceding to her demand. She reaches over and takes three twenties, a five, and two tens before walking out.

A week later, she just finished bathing him and began her process to get him back in his bed. But she exerted too much of her strength into it that her arms were sore.

“Well, looks like we won’t be able to relieve you for a bit,” Mathilde says with blatant relief in her tone,

“But what about my discomfort?” Dany complains,

“Well, sucks to be you. My arms hurt and there isn’t any other way.”

“I mean, there is one other way.”

Mathilde glares at him, saying,

“I told you. I’m not gonna fucking do that.”

“So you’re saying that you’d rather be covered in huge amounts of it rather than the minimal amount?”

Dany grins as Mathilde gives him a death stare. She knows what he’s doing, but she had no other choice but to comply. He’s right. She’s going to have to do it later and it would be even more than it would be if she took care of it now.

“I hate you,” Mathilde responds,

“I love you, too,” Dany retorts, “Now go on.”

Mathilde sighs and takes out his hardening shaft, being sure to move slowly as to not aggravate her sore arms. She hesitates before taking a whiff of his scent. It wasn’t that bad, but it still didn’t smell like anything she’d want to put in her mouth. After psyching herself up, she reluctantly opens her mouth and places it on Dany’s penis, swirling her ...