The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27 - Sex Stories

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27

... first and foremost. Don’t get too attached to your toys.” She smirked at me at first, but then she schooled her features and nodded with the respect she knew I demanded. Reaching down, the sexy girl grasped the base of her boy-toy’s shaft and begun to pump it with slow, teasing movements. His plaintive groan made her lips curl into a devilish grin.

As for me, I kept plunging into my brunette slave’s pussy. Sara took my cock without complaint while her sister watched. Deciding to switch things up, I flipped the petite bitch onto her back and slammed between her legs. Fucking her deep, missionary-style, with her legs splayed wide, I reached down and squeezed those soft, supple tits. With her wrists cuffed behind her, the bitch could only look up at me with forlorn eyes and let out little grunts and moans. Our bodies joined with savage intimacy.

“I’m gonna sell you, cunt,” I taunted her between fucks. The blonde was so well trained that I didn’t even need to tell her what to do. Big Tits was kneeling behind me, sucking dutifully on my ball sac.

“AHHH. Yeah, Big Tits, give the swimmers in my balls a good time before they shoot up your sister’s pussy,” I groaned with appreciation. Then, turning back to look down at Sara, I said to her, “Do you know who I’m selling you to, bitch?”

“N-no,” she whimpered, staring up at me. I pinched both of her nipples and gave them each a cruel twist, making her squirm and yelp.

“I’m selling you to the leader of the Blue Claws. You ...

... and your sister will serve him and his men like good little cock-sleeves for the rest of your days. I’d be on your best behavior too, if I were you.”

Wet Pussy’s bottom lip trembled. “W-why?” she gasped, my cock throttling her cunt with yet another plunge.

“Because,” I said, my tone turned gloating and dark, “because of what Devereaux likes to do with his cunts once he gets

tired

or

angry

with them.”

“Wh-what does he like to do?” Sara stammered as I kept raping her.

“Rumor has it that once he’s done with his bitches, he doesn’t put them up for resale. He’s possessive like that. He likes to

eat

them.”

I watched with satisfaction as the brunette’s face crumpled with horror and disbelief.

“Please don’t sell us to him!” Sara sobbed. Leaning down, I pressed my lips to hers for a slow, lazy kiss as I slammed my cock into her cunt to the hilt, my cum-churning balls resting between her legs. Finally, pulling back from my kiss, I stared into her soul-ravaged eyes and savored the silken sheath of her cunt gripping every inch of my cock.

“Sorry, slut. No can do. I’m getting tired of your worn-out fuck-hole. I’m sure you understand.”

Of course, her panicked gaze of horror said otherwise. Like most innocents, she couldn’t fathom my depravity. Few could. As for haughty young bitches like this, well, they had to learn the hard way. I was nothing if not an effective teacher.

“AAAAHHH!” I felt Jamie’s mouth create the perfection suction on my left ...