Chace McCartson - Part VII - Sex Stories

Chace McCartson - Part VII

... one I save for Gabrielle. When I leaned over her I caressed the tan mark she had, made by using low rise bikini panties, it let a straight white mark on her waist that led directly to the beautiful and prominent mounds of her pussy. Guys certainly drooled while watching that girl coming by the beach every day. Now I was the lucky one. The only one. Candy tilted her head forward to watch me and I showed her the one who would make her company for some time now. Her eyes widened again and her eyebrows turned from that angry shape to a pleading one. "N-No, please?" She asked, she did not plead. Her face had the saying "Please have mercy of me" all over it and, yet, she asked. That was amazing. I bit the bait and sit beside her, near the headboard with the dildo up in one hand to show her while I brushed her hair with the other one. She was a mess. "I will let you playing with this, one of your new friends, and I'll attend to other matters that require my attention. I'm being nice to you, believe it or not. This one has practically my size... I could have brought one that has the girth of a closed fist..." I answered. Candy blinked and another tear rolled down. With that face I'd bet she could turn inside out the minds of every guy that crossed her way along the years. Not mine. "Now that you are getting how things work out here, you have this entire night to go through and by the morning I'll let you have what to drink, good food and show you all your premises." Her breathing ...

... accelerated again while I stood up and started to fasten a leather garter belt around her waist, mostly when I commanded "Candy, spread your legs." Even if I was dying for her to disobey me, what would make me forget the psychology of the thing and just hurt her any way I could, I found it just so pleasurable to watch her beautiful and shaky legs slowly getting apart. With a grin I rubbed the tip of the dildo over her assaulted pussy twice, using the remaining of her juices mixed with my cum to lube its head and I unceremoniously pushed it in, in a nonstop motion, all the way inside her. "Gaaaaaaaaaaaah-aaaaaaargh..." Her sweet voice broke in a hurtful groan when I used my palm to force it the remaining two inches in, and she arched her back in the process. "Good girl! Gooood girl..." I said while fastening the dildo in place with leather straps, connected to the garter belt. "Now I'll turn it on and you have to endure it all night long for me, so I don't have to come here again to punish you, ok?" I kissed one of her thighs and turned the dildo on. Maximum vibrating potency. While she started to groan loudly in despair I went for the door, adding "Oh, and if you leave bed for any reason, I'll get back here and torture you." "N-No! Wait please" I-I can't-You-c-can't!" Ignoring her pleads, I closed the door behind me. ***** I was taking a bath after heading upstairs. My face was completely sweaty to wear that mask. I wasn't really letting Candy the whole night with that dildo ...