A Dream Come True Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

A Dream Come True Ch. 02

... or his grip, even when he bent her over the edge of the pool. He lined himself up with her cum-slick slit and pressed right back into her. "If we want you pregnant, we have to make sure we do everything in our power to make that so."

She glanced back at him over her shoulder. Even to Mike, who was usually not great at picking up clues from the fairer sex, it was clear that she was used to being the dominant one. Or, at the very least, a power bottom when she had to acquiesce to someone else's demands. She simply wasn't used to being fully submissive like this, at someone else's mercy, and it showed. Her hands gripped at the ground, even though there wasn't anything to really grip, and her toes curled, this new position only allowing the tips of them to touch the bottom of the pool. Not enough to get any meaningful leverage anyway.

"Damn it.." She hissed at herself, lowering her forehead to the warm stone surrounding the pool. If not for the sun and the heated floor, she'd probably be shivering from the cold, but she was at least comfortable enough to endure this. He angled his thrusts now in just such a way to push all of his seed back into her and against her cervix once more, and she gasped loudly at the sensation. It had the added benefit of pressing against her g-spot, and that was his intention.

He used her body how he wanted to. She was holding up her end of the bargain, he'd reasoned, and so he was doing exactly as she'd promised. He felt her angle her hips ...

... and back to lift her ass a bit higher into the air, and he gave it a strong slap. The tanned olive skin made it harder to see a handprint, as opposed to the lily white skin of someone like Rachel, but he'd left behind one that could easily be noticed. She grit her teeth and looked back at him, and he smirked in return to her.

"Not used to letting someone else have control, are you?" He taunted her, taking full advantage of her body and her general inability to escape now that the initial deed had been done. He wasn't worried, she surely wouldn't renege on what she'd promised him, right? Her features softened a little. He had her dead to rights, and again she was conflicted. He could see it on her face even as he pounded her against the side of the pool, and she bit her lower lip.

"You son of a bitch." She groaned lightly, turning her head to stare straight ahead at nothing but pool chairs close by, grass, and trees off in the distance.

"Will you submit to me?" He asked her, suddenly stopping his thrusts, but leaving himself in as deep as he could get. He purposely adjusted himself to add pressure to her g-spot, to make this more of a struggle for her.

"No." She whimpered, her body shaking now. Not from the cold, but from the pleasure, from the sensation of having her most sensitive spot pressed against even lightly. "No, no... fuck.." It didn't feel directed at him, more in disbelief that her defenses were failing her. She clawed at the floor. He could hear the ...