The Danielle Discovery - Sex Stories

The Danielle Discovery

... still slightly wet from finger fucking her earlier and I was able to gently press the just tip of my middle finger against her tight anus. Initially it was met with resistance but then she relaxed a little and I was able to slip it inside slightly.

That was it. I couldn't contain myself any longer. Danielle bounced up then down one more time and as my finger penetrated deeper into her ass on the final downstroke I exploded into her pussy. Once, twice, three spurts, my cock recoiling each time to fire an even more intense blast.

I groaned loudly and while Danielle hadn't orgasmed again, she collapsed down onto me exhausted from her exertions, laying her head on my shoulder. I didn't move, simply enjoying the residual spasms of my cock in her pussy, as she held onto me, my finger still probing her ass.

"mmm" she responded, sighing in pleasure as I teased her rear hole "that feels nice"

After a few seconds I slowly withdrew my finger from her butt to some final moans of enjoyment and laid my other hand on her head. We both sat there silently, I have no idea for how long. I wasn't sure what to say and I was enjoying the feeling of Danielle's chest just rising and falling as she breathed in and out, my cock softening inside her.

"Thank you" she said, softly, quietly into my ear.

"Was I really your first?" I whispered back.

Danielle didn't reply. Instead I felt her reach down behind her back with one hand for a moment, then bringing it back up to my face ...

... she showed me two faintly bloodied fingers.

Then she stood up, sliding off my semi erect cock. She walked over to the pile of clothing and began to redress herself. She took her thong and used it to wipe up the cum that was trickling out of her pussy, pushing it inside and using her fingers to clear my load out of herself. Then she dropped it on floor and pulled her trousers on commando, doing up her belt, followed by her bra. I watched intently as she arranged her breasts back into her bra. Her protruding nipples still visible underneath. Finally she pulled on that tight white v-neck and stepped back into her shoes.

"Here you go, it's all there." I said passing her the money that was sitting on the desk.

"I thought I told you already - I'm not a fucking prostitute!" she glared angrily at me. It was the old Danielle back again, just for a second, then her face melted into a cheeky smile as she walked past me towards the bedroom door.

"Don't forget your pants!" I said spotting the stained wet ball on the floor.

"Erm, look what a mess you made of them, you can deal with those." she retorted again jokingly. "I'll get them back next time."

Danielle made her way out of my bedroom, blowing a kiss as she went and I heard her walk down the stairs and out my front door. I pulled on my briefs and trousers then ran down to the lounge window just in time to see Danielle turn the corner at the end of the street, cigarette in hand.

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