Sex & Violence with Leanne - Sex Stories

Sex & Violence with Leanne

... able to make her want me but I sure was able to make her want my cock.

My Money Shot

Having a girl cum because your penis is fucking her is arousing in itself and I began to cum, too. After a couple months of manufacturing rocket-fuel with no orgasm for release, my balls were full. My dick started churning out a nasty thick wad of the stuff as instinct drove me to thrust my hardness as far into Leanne as I could reach, obeying that same urge that thousands of generations of males before me had obeyed.

I enjoyed every centimeter of Leanne’s vagina as I penetrated deep with my last intense thrusts, knowing mounds of white hot seething sperm were being pumped from my testicles, deposited deep inside her.

“Please...” She repeated pathetically from beneath me as I emptied my babies into her “...don’t tell Garry.”

“Whatever.” I said, non-committedly as my orgasm at last subsided. I made a few more thrusts, just to remind that slut that that was my dick in her, not Garry’s. It was a gesture of possession.

The Freshly-Fucked Look

I felt little emotional satisfaction from the completion of our fuck; I was now at the age where I wanted sex with affection, not just sex. Still, I had accomplished my goal, my sperm was now smeared all over Leanne’s insides, marking them as mine. I had humped her like a dog pissing on his territory. She would offer herself to Garry with my jizz in her, the bitch.

Now that she had had her little climax she had an annoyed expression ...

... on her face and I guessed she was thinking about Garry and was resenting me for my liberties. Maybe she was resenting the fact that she did not resist my advances and was blaming me.

I lay on top of her, not moving and unsure of myself but still wanting to cuddle. A few minutes beforehand I had reveled in the long hard cock I could wave in her face. It had empowered me and, coupled with her own sexual arousal, Leanne had instinctively taken a submissive attitude when she saw the state of my erection. Perhaps she accepted that her body had done that to me and figured “No” was no longer an option for her.

Now I had jizzed and everything was different. My big, proud cock was now shriveled and floppy. That reduced me to a harmless, useless man in Leanne’s eyes. Subsidence of my orgasm had triggered an instant 360° power shift from me to her. I was nothing but her discarded lover again. I was nobody.

“Get offa me.” Leanne suddenly grunted irritably, her tone conveying nothing but contempt for me. Cuddling was not in the cards. She could sense she was back in charge, no longer cowed by the overt sexual aggression she had so recently awakened in me.

She pushed me away in disgust and moved her hips to make my soft wang fall out of her. She did it so expertly I guessed she had done it before, to other men.

She slid out from under me and stood up. Without a word to me she wandered totally nude into her bathroom.

Despite myself, I still stared in arousal at her pretty ...