Jack and Cynthia - Chapter 1 - Right In Front Of Me - Sex Stories

Jack and Cynthia - Chapter 1 - Right In Front Of Me

... attack. She pursed her lips and forced my cock head between them. The sensation was like trying to push your cock into a pussy as tight as her ass. My body strained against her oral power.

My body was sweating, my heart was pounding, I wasn’t breathing, I was panting for my life. Cynthia gently released my cock and held it in her hand. Any thought process had ceased. I could only stare as Cynthia straddled me, and my cock disappeared into her glistening body.

Cynthia sat on my cock and stared into my eyes. I could feel her in my soul. She raised her arms above her head and arched her back. Her tits jutted out, dying to be fondled and sucked, but I could not reach them.

Cynthia moved her hips back and forth; it made my cock touch the front and back of her pussy. After a while, she started to move her hips in a gyrating motion. My cock head was slamming against her pussy walls. Occasionally, my cock head slid across her cervix; it made my body jump.

Cynthia looked down at me. “Now, now I get to please my Master.”

She raised herself from my cock and then reinserted it into her. Cynthia put her arms over her head again and began to ride up and down on my aching, pulsing cock. Her pussy felt like it had a firm grip on my shaft, and she rode up and down and made me watch her tits bounce with every movement.

I couldn’t take anymore. I sat up and grabbed Cynthia’s tits. I pulled her on top of me, then rolled her on her back. I began ...

... pounding her pussy relentlessly. I had to cum, and it had to be in her. Cynthia lay there moaning and licking her soft wet lips, my cock pounded into her.

I put her legs over my shoulders and pushed her shoulders into the mattress. I pounded her sweet tender pussy like I was crazed. Cynthia groaned and moaned under me. Then I felt her cum squirt from her pussy. That made my balls erupt and splatter my thick cum all over the inside of her hot pussy.

Cynthia humped me as I pounded her, and our sex juices squirted our groins. We had expended every bit of desire we had in or on each other. I collapsed on top of Cynthia. Our sweat bonded our bodies together, our cum mixed together, making us one.

My cock limped out of her pussy, and I rolled over to lay next to Cynthia. We kissed softly; our eyes searched each other’s souls.

“Did I make my Master happy? He has given me so much. I love you, Jack.”

“Cynthia, why do you call me Master? I want to be with you, tell me if I’m wrong, but it sounds like I own you.”

“Oh, yes, Jack. I enjoyed being your housekeeper, your maid. But tonight, you said I was your only one. I am your lady, true?”

“Yes, Cynthia, but I don’t want you to think you’re a slave or something like that.”

“No, Jack. To me, a Master is one who will love and protect his lady. The only person allowed to touch her to satisfy her. You will be my Master, please?”

“Yes, Cynthia. And you will be my only love and treasure.”