James - Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

James - Chapter 14

... between Jill, Sandy, and Mary. James hadn’t seen Dan since the night he’d joined him and Sandy, and assumed that he was having difficulty adjusting to what had happened.

His portrait was progressing nicely and he was looking forward to it being finished. He’d told Mary about the night with Dan, which she’d found highly amusing, however, she wasn’t so happy that James was still fucking Sandy.

“You were supposed to use her then dump her,” she said, “make her realise she wasn’t the princess she thought she was. Instead, you’re making her think even more of herself.”

“Listen, Mary, she’s a damn good fuck and I enjoy having her when I feel like it. She’s just another cumdump and she knows it, that’s why she’s still with Dan.”

“Hmmmf,” Mary snorted. “I’ll have to believe you.”

“Shut up and paint, woman. The quicker you finish the sooner we can go to bed.”

“What makes you think I want to go to bed with you?”

“The flush in your cheeks and the fact that your nipples are sticking out like bullets.”

“Arrogant, cheeky bastard,” she said and threw her paintbrush at him. It bounced off his chest and fell on the floor.

He reached down and picked it up, then got off the couch and walked towards her, holding it out.

“I’m going to use this on you in places you never would have thought of using it,” he said, laughing.

She shrieked and ran away from him. He quickly caught her and spun her round so she faced him, then leaned in and kissed her passionately as he ...

... pulled off her clothes. She kissed him back just as passionately while holding his bare buttocks.

“God, you’re hot,” she said, squeezing his cheeks, “and you’ve got such a sexy butt.”

James ground his cock into her abdomen, enjoying the feeling of her flesh against the underside. She pulled apart his cheeks and slowly pushed a finger into his hole, then pulled it out again and sucked it.

“You’re such a dirty bitch,” James said, “I love it. Get on the bed and on your knees.”

They went over to the bed and Mary got on and up in her knees. James could see her cunt. It was moist and her labia had unfurled to hang out. He ran his fingers over them, playing with the supple flesh, before moving up to tickle her clit.

“Put it in, put your bloody cock in my cunt,” she cried out, exasperated.

“Shut up,” he replied, smacking her butt, “I’ll fuck your cunt when I want to.”

She reached between her legs, trying to grab his cock, but he stood back as he played with her clit, watching her hips sway. Her cunt was now quite wet and he could feel her juices on his hand.

He probed between her labia and gently thrust two fingers into her opening, running them around.

“Oh, God,” she cried, and thrust her hips back at him.

James looked at his fingers in her cunt and felt his cock jerk. It looked almost pornographic, his fingers glistening with her juices, long threads of them hanging down, silvery and shimmering.

He could feel her clitoris standing out, tenting her ...