The Shoplifter Chapter Four - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Four

... further. I climaxed time after time. I moaned again and again as I lost awareness of everything except Bobby. Finally, an intense shutter overtook me from head to toe. I collapsed over him. Only then, he released me and lowered me onto the bed beside him. I last remember Bobby gently rubbing my back as I lay over the edge of the bed on my tummy with my knees on the floor shuddering time after time with outrageous sexual energy. I heard him utter, “Welcome back, Caroline.” My mind went blank. At some point, I became aware of a noise out in the hall behind me. I was still on my knees over the side of the bed, fully exposed. I struggled to look backward. Bobby was gone. The big black who had cut away all my clothes was coming through the door. I knew why he was there. It was so simple for him. I had collapsed on my front with my legs downward toward the floor. He had his weapon in his hand as he approached. I felt his weight on my back just before he drove it into me. With his first stroke he went completely down to one of those places deep inside that drives me wild. He had me. He felt so good. Once again Bobby had taken me to the very brink and this guy was now taking me over the edge where I needed to be. I moaned, “Just a little deeper, please, please!” He drove firmly against me. I felt his engorged testicles strike my bottom. “Holy shit girl, you are so ready; you really needen this. You really like the big black dick don’t you? I spread willingly and arched my back ...

... upward to get more of him. He drove in to the limit again and stopped, You really needen this, aren’t you girl?” I moaned, “Yes, yes. Please, don’t stop. I like it.” I arched upward and spread my legs further. With that, this black stranger let out a grunt and went back to work. Again and again, harder and harder he moved firmly into me. His hands came around beneath me to take my breasts. He came at my vagina from all directions and every stroke ended right against the spot deep within that drove me wild and caused me to contract tightly around him. I could not get enough of him. Bobby was right, I was addicted to this. I became aware that I was way too loud. I struggled to contain my reactions. I started to bite my lip as I moaned. Finally, his breathing started to come in repetitive snorts and I could feel his warm semen being sent deep against my cervix. He reared back, drove in a final time, and my loud screams accompanied his loud grunts as I took all he had. When he was finished, I lay there over the edge of the bed, panting. He kissed the back of my neck. He turned my face sideways and gently kissed my cheek. I can remember only part of his quiet whisper, “Never girl, never have I had anything like.....” He continued whispering to me for some time, but I was lost in an overwhelming feeling of love. His weight came off my back, as he slowly withdrew, and he was gone. I brought my legs together slowly and tried to crawl up into the bed. I had just managed to get my head on ...