Being a Bad Girlfriend Part 2 - Sex Stories

Being a Bad Girlfriend Part 2

... Thankfully, I was on the pill as he filled up my well-fucked body which sent me over the edge. I had never felt so much cum inside me in my life as he emptied his entire heavy balls inside me. After what seemed like an eternity, he collapsed on top of me as we both lay there on the bed panting and catching our breath but feeling so fucking content.

It was only after a moment of catching our breaths did I finally stirred weakly. With my arms falling from around his back to either side of me. My legs finally unwrapped from around his waist. Grinning widely, he pushed himself up and off me to let his now soft cock slide from my sex as he collapsed against the headboard.

“Fuck, that was good,” he breathed heavily with a smug smile that reflected his pleased tone.

I could only laugh lightly as I lay there naked on the bed, too tired to be able to move.

“That was… fuck,” was all I could think to say as I panted wearily.

This time, he laughed. “Enjoy yourself I take it?” he joked.

I gave him a look that said ‘obviously. I just screamed my head off and came so hard.

His smug smile deepened on his attractive face and I felt a flutter pass through my stomach. Fucking hell, I had had sex with Sean. And damn was that the best sex I had ever had.

“Fuck, I have never been fucked that hard or that good before,” I breathed with a deep, happy, impressed sigh. “You really know how to make a girl’s night fun,” I added playfully.

He laughed before replying, “You should ...

... talk. Damn, I have never cum that hard in my life.”

I couldn’t help but smile proudly at that comment. After all, he was known for his luck with the ladies.

As we lay there for a moment to regain our strength, my eyes wandered over his toned body until it descended to his soft yet still impressively beautiful cock. My stomach fluttered at the thought of having that inside me and how he had fucked me so amazingly well.

He noticed me looking and his smirk deepened.

“Want some already?” he asked smugly.

I glanced up at his face and laughed softly before managing to pull myself over to him. I rested my head on his solid chest and took hold of his soft cock. My silver bracelet fell to just an inch from his flaccid shaft. “Not quite yet, stud,” I teased as I looked at the soft cock that had stuffed me so well. “You have made me too ‘weak at the knees’ for that just yet."

“I told you I would,” he said arrogantly.

I slapped his taut stomach playfully before returning my hand to his soft dick.

For a moment, I just laid there with my head resting on his chest and playing with his soft cock, too weak and completely satisfied to move. I hadn’t noticed his arm wrap around me or his head resting against mine as my eyes slowly shut. Trying to raise my head, I only managed to shift so that I laid more comfortably against his naked body, drowsily thinking that I would move in a moment before finally letting sleep overtake me.

I had no idea how long I had slept, but ...