Fuck Doll - The Wrong Date - Sex Stories

Fuck Doll - The Wrong Date

... waves of orgasm, at first allowing me to lick her further but as the intensity built up, trying to push me away. Inevitably, it became overwhelming, to the point where she broke down and cried. --- I crawled up the bed to face her. Her eyes were streaming with happy tears. There are no words to describe that look. It’s something you can only know if you’ve seen it. It’s like sexual exhaustion and undying love all at the same time. “Are you OK?” I asked. “I’m more than OK,” She replied. “I’m your little fuck doll.” --- I kissed her softly on the lips while she guided my shaft toward her pussy lips, rubbing the head between her labia before pulling me inside her. At first she felt a bit tight, but after a few moments I was fully inside her. I stroked her hair and kissed her face, feeling the pulsing veins of my cock against the ripples of her vaginal wall. Even though she was still constrained, she was completely relaxed, and even though I had been uptight, I felt relaxed too. It felt right to be inside her, feeling her body against mine, the warmth of her flesh and especially the warmth of her smile. “Cum inside your fuck doll,” She urged me. “I want you to fill me.” Just hearing her voice and the words was enough to set me off. I watched her beautiful pretty smiling face while my balls throbbed and ejaculated a thick load of cum blasted through my shaft and into her swollen pussy. She watched carefully me while I pumped my wad inside her. “Wow, that was nice!” She said. “I think I could be your fuck doll, but you’re not nasty enough.” --- I untied her and lay down beside her, holding her close and caressing her lithe young body until we both fell asleep. Luckily, we woke up at half past five and I was able to make my escape before my ex-wife and son came home. After all, I had shown up on the wrong date.