Diary of a High Price Escort Book Two Part Two - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book Two Part Two

... knees one last time, bringing them tightly against my thighs just above the knees.

"Oh God, Sam, I can't wait!” I screamed.

My wait was only a moment as Sam pressed harder on my legs and rolled my hips, lifting my fiery flesh toward his raging erection.

"FUCK ME!" I screamed.

He lowered his hips, and the tip touched me, causing another shudder that racked my entire body.

The bulging head slipped between my swollen lips, where Sam paused for a millisecond. I could feel his smooth, flaring corona pressing at the entrance.

In another second, Sam dropped his hips. I moaned soulfully as his wonderful pulsing cock speared my pussy its searing folds grasping tightly at his throbbing cock.

His pubic mound crushed against my clean-shaven body, and for the first time, his incredible balls slapped against my ass.

In one delirious moment, Sam and I both discovered that we fit together perfectly. His cock head pressed against my cervix, and my pussy quickly stretched to surround him as if it had been used to mold his beautiful rock-hard cock.

Sam's hands slid off my legs, coming to rest just beside my heaving tits. I instantly circled his waist with my legs and locked my heels behind his back.

At the same time, Sam dropped to his elbows; he drove that gleaming shaft of pleasure deep inside me again, stopping once his flaring corona had slid across my G-spot and his throbbing cock head stretched my cervix.

His chest pressed hard against my sensitive ...

... nipples, burying their erect tips into the stately patch of hair on Sam's chest. I circled his back and dug my nails into the naked flesh.

My new lover stared deeply into my eyes. Our open mouths found each other quickly, followed by our probing tongues. Finally, after untold minutes, we were joined together and joined together at every possible sensual part. It felt incredible, but in the moments that followed, I was surrounded by guilt.

A man I'd only met a few hours earlier was buried deep inside my twitching pussy. Another man was pressing his naked chest against my husband's tits. Another man was probing my mouth with his sensual tongue—another man who, at this moment, I wanted more than any other man.

Keeping his mouth locked on mine and his hairy chest pressed tightly against my tits, Sam lifted his hips until that perfect cock head nearly slipped from me. Then, in one incredible thrust, he drove my feelings of guilt from me. His pulsing cock filled my being, driving the guilt from my body and mind.

My body surrendered to this other man, and my mind quickly followed.

Sam broke our soul-searching kiss and lifted his head enough so we could stare into each other's eyes. He withdrew and immediately began a slow plunge into my fiery depths, only to withdraw again after his cock head and corona had pleasured the deepest part of my twitching pussy.

"Oh, God, Fuck,” I murmured, each word expelled from my throat by a slow thrust of his hips.

As Sam increased the ...