A Broken Heart Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Broken Heart Part 1

... length to tend to his balls, careful to never let the shaft go unattended with her right hand. She found it extremely satisfying to suck in one of his testicles into his mouth, swirl it around in her mouth playfully, and watch his reaction to the feat of tongue gymnastics. She followed this up with a quick lick up the large cock and a plunge into the back of her throat. Jesse grabbed her by the back of the head with both hands, squeezing her hair into a tight fists and fucked her mouth hard and fast, Lydia reveling in every inch of his dick oscillating inside her. She let him control the movement her head, wrapping her arms behind her back to keep her hands out of the way, until he sank his meat deep in her mouth, on the edge of climax. She hastily reached up to grab the base of his penis, squeezed hard and pulled it out of her mouth, sucking in air between her teeth. She forcibly hit the head of his dick several time to suspend his dive into orgasm. She wasn’t finished with him yet and decided he needed a small break from her perfect lips.

“Mmmm….” She teased with him “Did you forget baby?” She spoke as if he was just a silly child that had played with the wrong toy. “You’ve never had it better have you? You forgot how fucking good my blowjobs are, huh?” She fake giggled, seeing that Jesse was still starry eyed from his experience. She was sure that he wouldn’t last much longer and so decided to give him access to her other lips. Jesse still had his pants and briefs ...

... around his ankles, resting on top of his shoes. Still kneeling down, she slowly stroked his shaft with one hand while using the other to take his shoes and socks off, readying him to fuck her brains out. She had waited long for this and wanted it to be perfect.

Lydia stood up, licking his cock on the way up and laughing at the jolt of movement from him, betraying just how sensitive his cock was from her oral treatment.

“Ready to fuck me, Jesse?” She asked the question bluntly, but also in a rhetorical voice. She wasn’t giving him a choice. She knew the answer was yes. She knew that he wanted it so badly, and at the same time felt terrible for wanting it. Jesse’s face lowered, realizing the same thing Lydia was thinking, surrendering to his fate. “Don’t feel bad.” she pined, sitting next to him on the edge of the bed, her nude body pressed against his. “You were never going to make it with Elaina anyway. She was just…… not your type, honey. Now….” She laid back, pulling him down with her. “fuck me, or you know what.”

Jesse rolled himself on top of her, elbows on either side of her shoulders, muscular legs straddling her hourglass thighs. “You want me to fuck you?” his voice was dangerous, venomous. “I’ll fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before!” His movements were fast again, pushing himself up to his knees and grappling her right leg out from underneath him, slamming it down on his shoulder. Lydia was instantly turned on, his anger the catalyst she needed to finally ...