Her Golden Opportunity - Sex Stories

Her Golden Opportunity

... feet, leaving her completely exposed and vulnerable.

"Damn, you are thick. Reach back and spread those fat ass cheeks for me."

Sarah's heart raced as she did as she was told, her fingers trembling as they spread her ass cheeks wide open. She felt him bend at the knees to position himself behind her, the head of his cock pressing against her wet folds. He gripped her hips tightly, his calloused fingers digging into her skin.

His words, "I knew you were a slut," stung as he said them. But then he started to push in, and the words were lost. He was so big. She felt herself stretching beyond what she thought possible.

She let out a gasp as he began to thrust deeper, his cock sliding easily into her channel. It felt so good, but she couldn't help, but she knew this was a terrible idea. Then she felt and heard the sharp pop of his hand spank her from behind. The pain from his slaps had been intense, but the pleasure she felt from his thrusts was overwhelming.

She moaned as he continued to pound into her, his cock hitting her sweet spot repeatedly. He was right, she felt like a slut, and she loved it. She couldn't believe how good it felt to be taken so roughly, to be used like this. She arched her back, giving him deeper access, her nails digging into the table as she tried to stay upright under his relentless assault.

The air was thick with the smell of sweat and sex, and the sound of their bodies slapping together echoed through the room. His thrusts grew ...

... faster and harder, his breath hot and ragged against her ear. She could feel the tension building in his body, and she knew that he was close.

"Your pussy ain't never gonna be the same."

His words echoed in her mind as he slammed into her again and again. She could feel the strength in his arms, the power in his thrusts. He was completely in control, and she loved it. She couldn't help but wonder if he was right; if her body would ever be the same after this. But at that moment, she didn't care. All she could focus on was the feel of him inside her, the way he made her body ache for more.

Her own breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to match his rhythm. Her fingers dug into the table, her nails leaving half-moon indentations in the wood. She arched her back, offering him deeper access, feeling him hit her sweet spot over and over again. His cock was impossibly thick, stretching her to the limit, filling her completely.

Her orgasm surprised her with how quickly it came on and how it electrified her entire body.

Her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as she cried out. He growled, thrusting harder as he felt her walls pulsing around him. "Look at you cream all over this black dick. See? Your body was made for this."

Her eyes squeezed shut, feeling a mix of pleasure and shame wash over her. She could feel his words hitting her core, not just his cock. He was right. Her body was made for this. For him.

She gasped as she felt his hand slide from her hip ...