The Family BBC - Chapter 10 (end) - Sex Stories

The Family BBC - Chapter 10 (end)

... his great weight pinning me to the single mattress. His cum dribbled out and soaked the bed, not that it made that rancorous mattress worse to lie on. Shudders from Leland's terrific orgasm pounded me beneath him. My ass screamed from the pressure of his heaving belly! I cried openly, my tears streaming down the pillow case's filth clogged weave.

"Gods! I needed that!" Leland rolled onto his side. "You had to dis and piss me off! Damn, Bitch, I was going to go easy on ya!"

"I could never fight you before. This time, I had to try. You made a wreck of me." I sniffed and coughed.

"I'll wreck you more if you give that kind o lip again."

"I'm sorry. I panicked! I didn't mean it."

"Maybe you didn't, Cunt, but I was in no mood. You could be sleeping in my arms right now, instead of bawling. You chose to fight. I had to put you in your place."

I just cried after that. There was nothing to say.

Eventually, I cried myself to sleep. He unexpectedly spooned me decently, taking care not to rub against my butt or touch my other welts.

His hands woke me deep in the night, turning me on my back. My aching behind woke me when it rolled onto the mattress. He got on top and fitted the head of his restored erection to my pussy lips. He found I was dry, but instead of jamming his thick shaft through an unready cunt, he fondled my nipples with one hand and slid his prick head along my hairy groove. He even rubbed my lax clit with his cock.

"No, Leland. Let me sleep. ...

... I'm so sore!"

"Hush, White Slut. You brought that on yours-self." He kept diddling on my clit, nipples and slit until he felt lubrication on his plumb. Slowly he pressed his prick through my damp labia, stretching it wide. He found my inner hole quickly and with a brief but firm prod, his cock buried a couple inches up my cunt!

"It hurts!"

"It wouldn't if you hadn't piss me off." He kept pushing his thick cock deeper into my fuck hole. My aching ass scraped into the lumpy mattress. "Yeah, this cunt is just right." He grinned in the dark and fed his entire prick up my barely lubricated puss. The night lights of downtown illuminated the room.

I whined and struggled, striking his chest with my fists.

"You sure want another whooping, don't you." Leland's grin dropped into a frown.

Again failing to drive away this horrible man, I relented once more, allowing him free access to fuck me however he liked. His hips started slow, drawing half his prick out of me and pressing it back in. I grunted from the pain in my ass, but my crotch had sustained several blows from the purse strap as well.

Leland maintained a slow pace. I sensed he was experimenting with the amount of dick he could pull out of my sore puss before driving it fully home again. As he learned what the limit was, he began fucking me faster but took care not to slip out.

"Leland." I groaned. "I'm not juicing enough to keep up with you. I know you're taking it easy, but just slow down a bit, until it ...