Being His Doll - Sex Stories

Being His Doll

... Nathan cried out as my pussy gripped his cock with each rhythmic contraction. Lifting his head, he stared down at me, his expression helpless. Then he reached his own release, shouting as he came hard. The forceful spurts bathing my inner walls sent more spasms coursing through my body. With tears spilling from the corners of my eyes, I surrendered to what felt like an endless climax. And I surrendered to Nathan, letting go as he always hoped I would.

"Baby," he murmured, drawing me into an embrace. He remained inside me while kissing my damp cheeks and quivering lips.

I didn't trust myself to speak until my shaking subsided. "That was perfect!" I finally told him. "You were perfect." As he gave me a sweet smile, I whispered, "I love you, Nathan."

His smile widened before he showered me with more kisses. "I love you, too, Ruby. So much."

Finally allowing myself to move freely, I stroked Nathan's hair. "Thank you for doing this with me."

"I was so nervous at first!" he confessed. "I was afraid I'd be no good at this role. But when I saw how wet you were..." I knew by the look on his face that he was enjoying the memory. "My God, it turned me on!"

I couldn't help but beam at his words. "And you were okay with taking total control?"

"I was," he said, sounding a little surprised. "I never thought it would excite me so much."

With a shy smile, I dared to ask, "So does that mean you'd be willing to do it again?"

Nathan's stare grew hot, and the kiss he gave me was insistent, summoning my own need. "I'll always be ready to play with you, doll."