My long lost forgotten family - Sex Stories

My long lost forgotten family

... want to inspect you again. Believe me, my bitch, you are going to be well used tonight.' Her only words were 'Yes please master, use me for your pleasure,' smiling up at him.

As she lay obeying her master, she was leaking juices profusely, her ass high and wide for her master to prepare and use her, she saw and heard the men laughing and wanking as one of them said, 'Is she always this obedient and do as she is told?'

'Oh yes, she is one of the best bitch slaves I have had, and I don't intend on losing her.'

I was furiously wanking my clit, feeling how it was getting harder, my nipples were hardening and beginning to ache, although one was throbbing with the blister that had now appeared, and my pulse rate rapidly increasing. I knew it wouldn't be long before I was cumming; when suddenly, my doorbell rang, making me jump. 'Who on earth could that be,' I muttered. Ignoring the doorbell, I continued masturbating, 'yes, yes, fuckkk Yesssss,' I shouted, feeling my cunt pulsate and juices oozing out of me. My fingers were full of my juices. I wrapped them around my nipple coating it, and then sucked my fingers dry.

The doorbell rang again, huffing, I got myself up and headed towards the door. I knew I was naked, my juices making my cunt lips swollen and glisten, but I could hide behind the front door, as it was solid wood and whoever it was wouldn't know or see.

I opened the door making sure I couldn't be seen, to see a youngish man, a full head of dark hair with ...

... strips of Silver running through it, and mystical mauve eyes with flecks of Silver that seemed to sparkle and shine when he saw me, he seemed to be quite tall too, his physique looked to be very strong and very muscular, ‘oomph,’ I thought to myself.

'Good evening are you, Miss Katrina Taylor, by any chance?' he noticed my bare shoulder as he looked me in the eyes, then down the length of the door, smiling a knowing smile. He looked into my eyes again then back at the door, then back to my eyes, taking a deep breath.

'Umm, who are you and what do you want?' Thinking to myself I know this man from somewhere, but I didn't know where or when. Just looking at him was making my pussy more than leak; while my hand was pulling and squeezing my nipple, then going down to my clit and squeezing hard, as I heard in my mind, 'You will open the door and show me your naked body as you continue to masturbate for me, showing me your open petals.’ I unconsciously opened the door wider, as I continued to masturbate.’ A cool breeze startled me, and I pushed the door to again, totally embarrassed at what I had just done.

'Are you Miss Katrina Taylor, or not? I have a message for you from 'Grace.'

'Grace, who on earth is Grace, I know no one by that name, sorry I think you must have the wrong address.' I continued masturbating; my legs were beginning to tremble as I went to close the door when he said something that stopped me.

'Yes, you do, you met her on the train on your way home ...