Masquerade - A Revenge Story - Sex Stories

Masquerade - A Revenge Story

... trooper she kept going until, about five minutes in I felt the need for something more.

"Kneel on the bed," I demanded, standing up as she took a brief break from my cock, "and face away from me."

Without delay, she did as I said. 'Maybe', I thought, 'if I'd been like this four years ago instead of trying to be nice all the time, she'd have been less of a bitch.'

Standing behind her, I ran my cock up and down her slit, but surprised her by spitting onto her arsehole, rubbing it in with my cockhead. She gasped in shock but didn't tell me no. Pushing gently, the tip of my cock began to penetrate, but I paused briefly before removing it, sliding it into her sopping-wet cunt.

"Oh fuck..." she moaned, taken in by my act, "yes," she groaned, "fuck me, fuck me hard."

Sliding in and out as she knelt on the bed, I growled. "I'll fuck you how I like." With that, I spat on her asshole once more, rubbing the saliva in with a finger, not once stopping my slow rhythmic motion.

I fucked her gently for a few minutes before, with no warning, increasing my pace and the intensity of my thrusting.

"Oh," she moaned, "oh god, yes..."

She became more breathless, gasping as I inserted my finger in her ass, occasionally lubing it up with my spit and even her own dripping wet juices. It was as she showed signs of orgasm that I removed myself, once more placing the tip of my cock at her anus, pushing the head in instantly, resulting in her letting out a cry, somewhere between ...

... pleasure and pain. Despite being controlling, I wasn't a complete prick and stopped all movement in case she was genuinely in pain.

"That too much?" I wasn't quite caring, but neither was I being condescending.

"No," she gasped, "just, take it slowly, please, master."

My cock twitched at that. Master. I liked it. I'd always been the bitch in our relationship. I'd like to say the 'sub' but in a dom-sub relationship, there's usually plenty of respect and understanding. Sharon had had none, and like an idiot, I'd let her get away with it.

"No promises," I rumbled, but slid out gently, continuing to add saliva. I knew from experience there was a bottle of lube and condoms in every room, but I liked the friction, and I didn't feel like she deserved me to make this easy for her.

As time went by I continued to fuck her raw, occasionally dipping in her pussy for extra lubrication before returning to ream her. Eventually, her body shuddered in orgasm, her anus clenching tight on my cock, and I could see the lower half of her face in a mirror, she was looking a mess, sweaty, gasping. With her make-up running, I guessed she was crying, but she continued to push back. She seemed into it, and I felt my balls begin to clench. Fuck.

With one last dip, I pushed my cock inside her, bottoming out, causing her to cry out, before removing myself, and slipping straight into her pussy. Two thrusts later and I flooded her with my cum. Like she'd guessed, I came buckets. I pushed so ...