Christmas Day - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Christmas Day - Part 2

... and latched on to both her nipples. With each suck of her clit, I simultaneously twisted her nipples. The sounds she was making were unrecognizable. Her hands held onto the sheets as if she were going to fall off the bed. She started to bounce up and down and her head was thrashing side to side. I had never seen anyone come as hard as she did. I showed her no mercy at first, then I was afraid she would pass out. I laughed to myself thinking, I certainly gave her what she paid for.

It was silent in the room. The only light was through the door to the living room. Except for an occasional twitch, Lauren hadn’t moved. I got up and went into the bathroom to wash my face. When I returned she was awake but said nothing. The ferocious turned into a little kitten. All she wanted was to be held, to snuggle. That was fine but, I wasn’t finished. I was going to make sure that I was going to get what I drove across the state for.

We kissed and nibbled like two lovers for quite a while. The warmth of her body was wonderful. Being under the covers and playing with each other was erotic. Every pinch or squeeze made me want to come. I was in no rush, we had all night. After some time Lauren lifted herself out of bed. Like I did earlier, she went into the bathroom. When she exited and came to the foot of the bed, she was holding a small bag. She stated that she had forgotten all about the toys she brought from home.

This piqued my interest. I wish I had known earlier that she had ...

... some playthings with her. She dumped them out on the bed. It was quite an assortment. Of course, included in her bag were some silk restraints. That is what I wanted but, after all, she was the boss. She picked up a twelve-inch rubber dildo and said that it was for me. It was too big for me and I told her so. She had that same evil laugh as earlier letting me know she didn’t care. I was a little nervous. She went from aggressor to love kitten then back to a sex-crazed maniac.

I am one to talk. I’m lying naked in bed, posing as a street whore with a woman. Earlier in the day I was in the back of a big rig in a truck stop being double fucked by two men. So, who is the crazy nymphomaniac? This isn’t my first time fucking strangers either. Since becoming a single woman my libido has gone through the roof.

Lauren stood over me. She dropped the huge dildo and traded it for a more reasonable glow-in-the-dark orange vibrator. It wasn’t for me though. She tossed it at me and jumped on the bed like a child. Spreading her legs wide, she demanded that I massage her with it. Like a dutiful little slut, I turned on the tool to a low setting, lightly sliding it up and down, making my master comfortable. Faster she requested. I fulfilled her request. She closed her eyes, enjoying the vacillation. Her juices started to flow when she blared out for me to fuck her now! I didn’t. She was becoming agitated and started to beg.

Ignoring her, I stopped, reached for the silk cuffs, and forced ...