A Slut's One Night Stand - Sex Stories

A Slut's One Night Stand

... deeply as I felt the piece turn over in my channel.

Settled, she continued pounding my asshole, thrusting deeply with the silicon member as I cried from this new position, biting my bottom lip and gripping the bedsheets as my body rocked back and forth from the impacts of her deep, thundering domination.

"Fuck yes babygirl, take my big beautiful cock just like that! That's such! A good! Fucking! Girl!" She beamed with pride for me, and smashed into my ass, punctuating each breathy howl with her assault.

Grasping a fistful of my long hair, she pulled back. The wrenching whipped a stab of air from my throat and forced me to suck in precious breaths as I squealed my erotic delights.

Wordless, I pumped my ass against her thrusts and met each with a resounding slap; each followed by her profane ramblings as she gripped my sharp hip with her other hand and pulled me into each subsequent push.

"Tell me you're my whore. Admit it!" She screamed.

"I'm your whore! I'm your whore! I'm your whore! I'm your whore! I'm your whoooreeeee!" I shouted, gasping and shaking with each thrust backward against her rod.

Her breathing began to come as raggedly as mine as my consciousness drifted in between my pleasure, and I knew the cock stuffed inside her own pussy was punishing her insides just as its other end punished mine.

All at once her wave broke over her and she roared lustfully as she came. In tandem, like a spark feeding a fire, I swirled in my own orgasm, a ...

... cataclysmic storm passing from the back of my head, down my oxcipital nerve, and over my shoulders.

Like lighting threading threading its way down my spine.

"Just like that baby..." her voice came a moment later as her fucking of my ass slowed to a more gentle rhythm, sliding her cock slowly in and back out again until she pulled it out completely.

I whimpered into the pillow, biting it fiercely, unable to open my eyes or catch my breath.

My goddess just glowed behind me, rubbing my reddened cheeks with her hands and placing hot kissed on my round flesh. "You're so sexy."

I knew it to be true as my lungs and my asshole gasped for breath. "Thank you goddess, thank you for proving how much of a slut I am. I deserve only your cock, only mistress' cock."

I hardly had time to recover before my mistress removed her end of the dildo, tossed it beside her, and flipped me back over.

"Mmmmmmmmm," I moaned as her hand connected with my softened phallus, taking her fingernails across it in gentle, raking motions.

She then took my flacid cock and sat on it. Stuffing it against her enflamed pussy, she worked her puffy lips over it like a hungry sea creature devouring a morsel of flesh.

She continued to whimper her pleasure, and not thirty seconds later she whined as a second round of bliss tortured her shaking body.

Her comforter was damp beneath us from our combined juices and sweat, and the smell of her pussy, hotter and sweeter than before, filled my ...