A Cock in the Hand Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 05

... it. I thought of it like my dildo, a tool to satisfy me when Wayne was away.

"I need you to stop talking and man up. I need you to put your fucking cock inside me. I need you to bend me over the fucking table and slide your hot, hard cock inside me 'til I feel your hair on my ass. Then I need you to fuck me, Mark. I need you to stop taking about it, put your fucking money where your mouth is, and fuck me hard. I need you to keep your word, Gentleman Mark, and make me come twice out of your fucking respect for women! Otherwise get the fuck out and I'll get my little plastic buddy to do it myself."

It was all true. I needed it and I was going to take it! Throwing his own words back in his face and questioning his manhood, made sure I was going to get it.

"Mrs. Stilson, you fiery, little slut. You are just full of surprises. And you let me think your mom was the fiery one. Did I ever tell you how pretty you are with my seed on your face?"

I stood there refusing to let him ruin my moment, by letting his arrogance bother me. After he realized I wasn't gonna react, he continued.

"Mrs. Stilson, I am going to give you what you need. Thank you for using your words, but you forgot the magic word. I think it's the least you can do before using me for your own pleasure."

I stared up at him thinking of a reply but all I could think of was a calm straight forward response. "Please fuck me, Mr. Thomas."

"Better. Now I'm gonna need you to place both hands on the table ...

... and spread those pretty legs for me, ma'am," he said, as he gripped the back of my neck firmly and pushed me into position.

As my hands hit the table, his boner pressed longways between my ass cheeks filling my crack and then some. It was so warm and stiff, I cooed like a dove, despite being treated like his plaything.

"Oh God, you're so fucking hot and hard," I gasped.

Both hands brutishly gripped an ass cheek, and he squeezed them firmly, rocking them up and down.

"What an ass, Mrs. Stilson, UM!" he grunted, and pulled his cock back, loosening his grip, then began to caress my ass with his palms. "Oh, damn," he said, sounding pleasantly surprised.

I found myself rocking my ass a little, trying to taunt him. Why it made me happy that he liked my ass, I don't know. But even as he treated me like a piece of meat, I felt sexier and more vibrant than I had in months.

"I just gotta bite it, Mrs. Stilson." He quickly dropped to a knee and began nibbling my buns, as he squeezed and kneaded them.

My feet shuffled further apart, opening myself up a little more as he manhandled my buns. I could feel my labia open and close and rub together, as he manipulated my ass.

"Your pussy is such a pretty pink and just dripping, Mrs. Stilson. Wayne is such a lucky man. Even your little, dark asshole is cute. This is too much."

Then I gasped, as he spread my ass cheeks wide and licked me from clit to asshole and repeated four times in rapid succession. No one had ever ...