Truth Or Dare [Part 4] Dinner Dates & Dares - Sex Stories

Truth Or Dare [Part 4] Dinner Dates & Dares

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“You like?” She asked wickedly, “I like playing too, but we’re out of time; I need you to fuck my arse, baby; cum inside as deep as you can.”

Wewere out of time - it was a miracle only one person had caught us - so I drew back, causing Jen to gasp, which morphed into a purr as I pushed back into her, “Yes, baby – like that, push it in all the way…”

“Oh, fuck this feels good,” I’d started now, and there would be no stopping – delivering a steady, deliberate, arse fucking.

“Yes, that’s it… you feel so good… come on… take it… fucking take it, David…” Jen encouraged. “Just a little more… I can feel you swelling… fuck… yes… I can feel you… I know you’re close… do it for me…”

I couldn’t help but increase my pace; Jen was right; I was nearly over the edge.

Our skin now audible as my thrusts brought us together; I managed a whimper, “Jen, you feel so good.”

“Yes, baby; I love your big cock – fuck my tight little arse”.

“I’m so close Jen…”

“Yes, baby, don’t hold back…”

“Soooo close… tell me where to cum,” I pleaded.

“Cum in my arse baby - Fill my tight little arse with your cum – Send me back to my parents with your cum inside me…. OH FUCK YES! – That’s it, I can feel you… cum for me, baby.”

“I’m CUMMING,” the words exploded from me as my cock ejaculated; my mind simply melted as I finally found my release.

Objectively I knew I was ejaculating in a relentless stream, but all I could feel was pure pleasure as I continued fucking Jen’s arse ...

... through the storm of my orgasm.

God alone knows what Jen was feeling, but her encouragement was equally unrelenting, “Yes, baby; keep going, just like that.. you’re so deep, I can feel your cum filling me...”

“Oh, God, Jen…” I moaned, trying to keep going, but I knew I was done and could only manage to impale myself fully into her a final time, my legs nearly giving way as my weight came onto Jen’s back; my head next to hers, both of us panting desperately for breath.

“Holy fuck, Jen,” I forced out between haggard gasps, “you’re amazing.”

“You’re not bad yourself,” she answered, and I kissed the corner of her mouth delicately not to damage her makeup further, reiterating, “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”

“You’re the biggest,” she said, and I caught a slight wince, “but if you don’t pull that thing out of my arse now, I’m never going to be able to sit again, and my parents…

“SHIT - My parents! Get off me, David - I have to get back to the table.”

I stepped back, and my cock sprang from her arse; Jen straightened to her feet and let the dress drop so quickly that I only caught the first dribble of cum leaking from her arse.

Smoothing the dress down, “How do I look?”

“You’re the sexist thing I’ve ever seen,” and it was no lie.

“Will you serve our table tonight?” She asked and I nodded, which caused a filthy smile to form as Jen spoke again, “I’m going to feel you inside me every time you do,” which was the last direct word she said to me all night as ...