A Slut's One Night Stand - Sex Stories

A Slut's One Night Stand

... length again, the strain of her tightness forcing an incredible friction across every inch of my cock.

Halting at the top of her rise, she pushed against my chest, controlling the action, then pulled me forward, allowing me to invade her cunt with another complete thrust of my cock. Her face tightened, her lips pressed together, and with every downward thrust, she would exhale a breathy scream.

"Are you okay?" I whispered, straining to not bathe her insides as she slammed down atop me.

Her voice trembled. "It's beautiful-agony. It only looks - ooh, baby - like it hurts. But your cock is so - mmm - fucking hard right now. How does this pussy feel?" She asked when the full length of my steel settled against the opening to her cervix. "I can feel you throbbing inside of me."

"Your pussy feels like heaven," I said, clenching my jaw as her inner muscles rippled along my shaft. My hardness fought her cervix, seeking to break down the gate while her narrow passage bent me to its contours.

I moaned, the sound shaking and trembling as she slid her hand up my shaft to her pussy lips, then back down. Reversing her grip to an underhanded caress, she gripped my cock and pulled it back out, hovering just atop my crown. She pulsed her muscles against it as if to bite it off with the sheer strength of her pussy walls alone.

"Oh, fuck!" I whimpered as my balls tightened and released a tidal wave of pleasure that stiffened my entire body. My insides exploded in ecstasy, the ...

... rays of bliss escaping through my skin as my entire existence shattered in joy.

She continued holding my shaft, matching its orgasmic pulsing, her fingers working the thick vein running its length, coaxing my cream through my swelling shaft and into her enflamed, saturated purse.

"Give it to me, baby," she commanded, her voice resolute and strong. "Give your goddess all of it."

"Oh my fucking god!" I moaned.

Every time I moved, or my cock twitched, or her pussy walls kissed my knob, my hypersensitive glans wanted to scream and drop another load into her soaking wet cunt.

"Keep fucking me, baby," she ordered, her words raspy, strained and focused, as if the amount of flesh buried within her silky channel was making it hard for her to think. "Stay hard for me. Make your mistress soak her sheets with her cream just like you soaked her cunt with your cum."

"Fuuuuuuck..." I swore, bracing my palms on either side of her shoulders and pushing my body upward as my spine arched inward.

"Listen to me, slut." She said, pumping her pussy onto my cock again. "The way we fuck makes me speak like this. Hear me and break my pussy."

Switching positions I put her on her back, with me in between her legs. I pulled my hips back, sliding my cock through her folds, my knob's corona rubbing her pussy walls. I stopped when my tip lay buried within the shallowest portion of her little, pink hole. Taking a moment to enjoy her wetness before I dipped my wick back into her honey ...