Seduction Five - Ms. Torra, Part Two - Sex Stories

Seduction Five - Ms. Torra, Part Two

... head of his cock and takes it in, inch by slippery inch. Tommy is euphoric, feeling the muscles of Her vagina constrict exceedingly taut. They seem to envelop every vein and contour consuming all as Her property down to the hilt.

Immediately, Goddess Torra commences swaying, arms raised and swinging far above. Rising up on bended knees, She then slams viciously downward once, twice…hundreds of times. Ferociously humping his enormous prick, She snarls like a lioness in heat. The ghostly purple light reflects off thrashing, curvaceous leather-like laser rays. With utter abandon, She works herself up to a roaring orgasm. Her screams echo in the room.

Coming down from the first high, She barely hesitates before resuming the rough, relentless bucking and fucking. Her multiple peaks of ecstasy are numerous over the next half an hour. Tommy is wrenched and bent mercilessly. His whimpering to rest is totally ignored. His package is brutalized, yet through all the physical passion he is denied any reliefwhatsoever.

Finally,finally Ms. Torra is thoroughly satisfied and ceases moving. Tommy suddenly discovers that he hurts all over. He’s humiliated at being used like a fuck-toy, but so enraptured by this sexual demoness. He knows full well he adores Her, unconditionally.

She adroitly dismounts, strutting away without a word or backward glance. At the door stands Sandy and Mandy, evidently having watched for some time. The Goddess proclaims in a loud, condescending tone, ...

... “It’s yours,” before disappearing into the hallway without breaking stride. Tommy flops back on the bench in despair. Tears well up in his closed eyes.

In seconds the two tarts are all over him. One releasing his tragically abused cock from its restrictive rings, while the other zips the pre-cum drenched condom off. Both items are tossed carelessly aside as they attack his inconceivably still-hard erection. Soft hands slither up and down the shaft as they swiftly bring him to the precipice of ungodly delayed release.

“Say please,” one says, and Tommy does in a horse, pleading voice.

“Pretty please,” is next and desperately repeated.

Then, “I worship and obey Goddess Torra.”

Tommy Anders struggles, panting out each word in rhythm with their strokes, but upon pronouncing Her name he gloriously erupts. The streams of jizz shoot nearly to the ceiling before arcing and falling back down to plop onto his ravaged body. He cries out as they pump him savagely. The pain and exhilaration overwhelm his every sense. His testicles are on fire, his penis as well. The “cum of his life” continues for almost a minute. Ultimately he slumps back down like a rag doll, spent and completely exhausted.

Mandy kisses him on the forehead, and Sandy follows. “Good boy,” they exclaim in girlish giggles, prancing about. He’s quite suddenly and horribly sleepy. Closing his eyes, he feels the restraints being removed. Seconds later, Sandy is raising his head and Mandy is offering a glass of ...