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

Diary of a High Price Escort Book Two Part Two

... tempo of his thrusts, I used my heels to pull him against me. Pressing him onward toward the peak of ecstasy. Miniscule rings of pleasure spread from my loins, washing over my being like the rings from a stone thrown into a calm pool of water. But unlike the rings from a stone, which diminish as they spread, they grew in size and frequency. With each plunge into my searing pussy another swirling ring of pleasure coursed through my body.

"So good,” I was able to utter between thrusts.

Sam, too, felt the rings of pleasure as he plunged into me he was able to say. "So." and when he drove his beautiful cock home again, he finished with. "Tight!"

I was beginning to feel the unmistakable beginning of an orgasm. Those rings had grown to waves crashing over me as surely as Sam's cock continued to piston inside me.

Sam's face contorted, and he dropped his head beside mine. I felt the painful bite of human teeth on my shoulder as his cock surged and exploded inside me. Those colossal cum filled balls could no longer wait to expel their pent-up seed. In an instant, they pumped me full of cum. My pussy involuntarily clamped down on his throbbing shaft accepting every ounce and every drop of his thick searing hot cum.

"Oh, fuck!" Sam exclaimed.

I pulled in with my heels holding my new lover deep inside me until his last drop deposited deep inside my flooding pussy.

"God damn it!" Sam uttered with a sorrowful tone of voice.

"I turned my lips to his ear and ...

... whispered. "It's beautiful, baby.'

I hadn't yet climbed to the peak. I hadn't yet achieved the orgasm I craved, but I knew in my soul that Sam had just released three years of pent-up sexual frustration. I gladly accepted the consequences of that frustration and the amazing volume of cum his beautiful balls had just pumped into me.

Sam turned his face toward mine and said. "I came too soon, Margaret."

I smiled and replied. "You came at a perfect time, baby." I was lying to him. If he had held out for a few seconds more, we would be basked in the shining glory of mutual orgasm. But Sam needed to get off. He needed to know that after three long years, his cock still was capable of filling a woman, capable of pleasuring her beyond her wildest dreams.

Sam's sorrowful tone continued. "I'm sorry Margaret, I so much wanted to make you cum with me. His cock lost its rigidity softening to the point that it was difficult for me to grasp the shaft with my flooded pussy.

I released my legs and accepted my fate for now. But I know ways of bringing a lover back to life. I have talents capable of raising his cock from the dead as surely as a phoenix rises from the ashes of his own fate.

Sam slipped from me, and he moved to the side. His flaccid cock drug across my thigh, leaving a streak of fuck fluids. As he flopped down next to me, I rolled to my side and draped one long, sensual leg over his hips.

"This was supposed to be for your pleasure, Margaret," Sam said, then ...