Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... heart beat faster and her insides quiver and shake.

She found herself in his arms in a secluded little dark corner of the hayfield. The clover was fragrant and soft beneath their naked bodies. She opened her eyes and looked up at the stars as Duke kissed her all over her body. He kissed her in places that no man had ever done before. It was magical. Her first orgasm nearly scared her to death… but then when she realized that it was a good thing she wanted more. Duke was happy to oblige and did things to her body that she would never forget.

Eventually he entered her, as her husband would. His cock was far bigger than J.D.’s and even though it hurt at first, from the stretching, it made her feel so… full. Duke had to put his hand over her mouth the first time she climaxed while he was inside of her. Her body writhed and spasmed over and over. If she had died right then and there, she would have been the happiest woman on earth she thought.

All good things come to an end though, and that wild Wilding tryst was no different. Duke climaxed and filled her with his seed. He lay there atop of her still kissing her and making love to her even after his cock shrank and slipped out of her. Annie had fallen asleep in his arms, or passed out perhaps. When she awoke, she was alone, her dress draped over her like a blanket.

After a couple of minutes of panic when she realized what she had done, Annie got dressed and headed back towards the barn and the party. She found J.D. ...

... sitting with some other men, all of whom were drunk. She told him that she wanted to go home. He was so drunk that he didn’t even argue. She helped him to the truck and she had to end up driving back to the farm.

Once home, J.D. had passed out as soon as he had been helped to the bedroom. Annie took his boots off but didn’t bother to undress him. Instead, she went to the bathroom to change into her night gown. In the bathroom she took off her dress and found herself covered with small bruises. They were all over her body, her neck, her arms, her stomach, her breasts… even her inner thighs. They weren’t bruises… they were hickies! Oh God!

Annie had cleaned herself up as best she could, when she felt something running down her legs. It was coming from inside of her. It was… She grabbed a washcloth and wiped and wiped and wiped. Eventually it stopped leaking out. She sat on the toilet and wrapped her arms across her chest as if to hug herself. The memory of Duke and the love he had made to her made her swoon. Her heart was torn. Why couldn’t her own husband treat her that way?

The memory of that night stayed fresh in Annie’s mind. Every time J.D. would charge her with her wifely duties, she would lay there and pretend it was Duke. It didn’t help much but it made it tolerable. All that stopped though, one morning several weeks after the dance, Annie came up late. Her period had always been like clockwork before. It was late this time however.

Feigning sickness, Annie ...