Night Out with Older Sister - Sex Stories

Night Out with Older Sister

... my cock into her with thundering lust, until fresh ecstatic moans fall from her lips, resounding through the room like the cries of a wounded beast. Her nostrils flaring and her eyes rolling back, fixing hypnotically on the ceiling above the rhythmically groaning sofa. I'm sweating above her, driving with longer smoother strokes into the hotly steaming passage up between her drawn back thighs as her long tapered nails claw frantically at me, pulling me wildly into her. Deliberately teasing her, I pull my cock almost all the way out of her hungrily clasping young vagina on the back stroke, then thrust forward again into her uplifted buttocks until I feel the hard slap of my testicles against the unprotected crevice of her anus. Wet smacking sounds filling the room with each brutal fucking stroke I make into her, blending in tempo with the sounds of our hoarse breathing and the rhythmic lurching squeaks of our naked, sweat soaked flesh on the black leather. I place my hands on either side of her lifting myself so I can watch the young woman's exquisitely beautiful face. I did not want to miss, the humiliating surrender of this smooth, soft-bodied young woman who has bounced so innocently into my nightclub and private room just a short time ago. She is being brought to womanhood this evening and I can think of nothing nicer than having her hot little cunt at my disposal whenever I want her. I hear her sharp gasps of pleasure as I fuck heavily into her, skewering her, and she ...

... is loving it, fucking back shamelessly, urging me on with every lunge. "Oh, God, fill me, fill me! Give me more!" She begs, gasping as if she is close to passing out. " You love it, don't you? You love my cock just like any other whore?" I demanded, ramming harder into her for emphasis. " You're going to be my little whore, aren't you?" " Whore?" She falters for a moment, not certain that she understood what I'm saying to her. Then she realizes that it is true -- she has allowed herself to lose control over all the things she knew was right and is now no better than a slut from the street. No, she will never be the same again. " That's right, whore!" I spat down at her, relishing the confused mixture of pleasure and debasement I see on her face. " From now on, you'll fuck when I want you to!" " Oooooh, yesss... yesssss," She sobs. She will have to submit to my every desire, yet, whore that she is, she didn't care now. Nothing is real to her but the hot pleasure that made her wave her hungrily gyrating young buttocks in uncontrolled frenzy up and down, from side to side, spiraling her starving cunt along the full length of my huge cock to feel every sensation she possibly can. I'm smiling smugly as I step up the viciousness of my strokes until my pelvis is smacking like a wooden paddle against the ragged pink flanges of her delicious pussy, my huge, lust hardened cock driving deep into the far hidden recesses of her heated writhing body. I feel the cords of her neck and thighs ...