Cross Contamination Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Cross Contamination Pt. 09

... better? Me or dinky Darren?"

Gina tried not to answer, tried to bite the sheets, to hide her face. The intense pleasure. The powerful, deep penetration. The feeling of being stretched full of cock. The sensation of being dominated by a powerful man. She never knew sex could feel this good. She had fucked a lot of guys in college, but none of them could compare to Victor. And although she didn't want to admit it, Daren didn't even come close.

Crack! Victor's hand slapped down on her ass like a thunderclap, drawing a sound between a yelp and a moan from her mouth.

"Answer me, slave!"

"It's yooooouuu!" Gina howled, bucking her hips backwards into his cock, desperate to feel every inch of him, "You're better than him, he cant fuck me like you!"

Victor quickly flipped her back over, wasting no time in moving between her legs and penetrating her deeply. He drew her again into a deep kiss, and without conscious thought, Gina's legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locking behind him, pulling him close.

Gina could feel her orgasm coming, and this time she knew her master would allow her to cum, her pussy wrapped snugly around his cock. Her legs around his waist. Her hands frantically clawing at his back.

Gina's legs began to tremble again, and she could feel a crimson flush spreading over her face and chest.

"Tell me you love me," whispered Victor in her ear. "Say it as you cum. As we cum together."

"No." She whimpered desperately, "Please Victor, I ...

... can't. It's not true. I love Daren."

"So lie. It's an order pet." And he silenced her with his lips and tongue on hers. His pace was fast and steady and deep, plunging his incredible length deep into her willing pussy with each thrust, pinning her down with his powerful cock. Gina's orgasm was rapidly approaching. She felt Victor tense and pull her close with his strong arms. His lips pulled away from hers.

"I..." She moaned breathily, her orgasm hitting her in a crashing wave, "I love you Victooorrr!"

Gina could feel his hot semen filling her completely in a gushing burst as Victor held her body tight, cock deep within her, her pussy spasming and milking in the throes of her orgasm. Victor's muscly bulk enfolded Gina, making her feel safe and cradled. The powerful sensation of sexual release bound them together, faces held close, eyes focused on each other, breath hot and steamy between them, feeling the deep connection between dominant and submissive.

Forging a bond that later Gina would try and fail to forget.

They stayed like that, sweaty bodies tightly bound together, until their orgasms subsided, then Victor slid off, lying beside her.

Gina expected to feel hollow and ashamed. Instead she felt alive and wired with energy. Victor put an arm around her and pulled her close.

"So..." Gina said after cuddling in silence for a few peaceful minutes. She laid an arm on Victor's gleaming chest, marveling at the contrast of their skins. "What now? Do I get to go ...