Mark Shows His True Colours: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Mark Shows His True Colours: Part 3

... she was a very sexy brunette -- to my place and giving her a first time experience. But I never pushed it. Who knows, maybe someday?

To my delight Cheryl was working and she said she had an opening that very afternoon thanks to a late cancellation so I booked it for 4 PM.

For Mark.

Strike while the iron is hot, I say. I hadn't expected this bit of luck.

"The usual, Robin?" she asked as she scheduled the slot with her computer.

"Not quite, I'm treating a friend.

"Ooooh, that's very generous. She must be very special."

I merely smiled. "Would you mind if I sat in?" I asked.

"Of course not -- you're paying!"

She gave me a very interesting look before I exited.

When I returned to my flat I removed the gag from Mark's mouth and stretched lengthwise on top of him. His cock was still hard, almost to bursting. I tossed the phones onto the bed, at the ready.

"I love that cock of yours, my bitch, and I love your body too, except for the hair," I whispered.

I kissed him and then lifted up my upper body to straddle him, and gently eased my ass onto Mark's cock. It filled me gloriously and sent shivers throughout my body. Damn, it was incredible! I rocked and tumbled and stroked myself, all the while biting my lips and smiling at Mark. He was in ecstasy, a heavenly bitch getting exactly what he needed, not unlike me.

I twisted his nipples fiercely and he yelled out, and I slapped his face and twisted again, and continued to rock on his cock, ...

... to massage it with my ass muscles, to take it to the hilt. I loved his fucking big cock so deep inside my fucking ass! I sensed his body tightening, in small spasms at first, and then exploding. He bucked against his restraints involuntarily as he shot his cum into me. Feeling his warm juices turned me instantaneously into a wild fucking animal shuddering and moaning with pleasure. I stroked myself with fury and came copiously over Mark's stomach and chest and face -- and the bedsheets and possibly even the floor!

I lifted myself up, weak from pleasure, and crawled over to his mouth.

"Get that tongue of yours working again, you dirty fucking bitch, and taste yourself while you clean me up."

I lowered my cum-filled ass onto his face.

My, did that feel good, having his tongue flicking into and around my nether regions! I used my still-hard cock to mop up the cum I had spurted and ordered him to swallow everything. Mark licked and sucked along my shaft, and took it into his mouth. I made sure to swab up every remaining drop of my thick cum with my cock and fingers, and Mark greedily accommodated. I snapped a dozen pics with each phone, Mark's face clearly visible, my cock unmistakably between his lecherous and willing lips.

I kissed him tenderly on his cum-soaked mouth. And then I unbound him.

"Get dressed, my lovely bitch," I cooed, "I've made an appointment for you."

"Where?"

"You'll see," I replied mischievously.

"Shouldn't I shower first?" he ...