Margot's Destruction - Sex Stories

Margot's Destruction

Disclaimer: This represents a dark fantasy and in no way indicates that I condone violence or rape in real life. ________________________________________________________ She's apprehensive. Everything about her from her body language to her facial expression screams "I don't want to be here right now." But she doesn't move; because she needs the money. My cock is throbbing because of it. My cock wants me to start giving it to her. I want the moment to linger, so I wait. "Use your hand." She looks nervously at me and grabs my cock in her wrinkled hand and starts to rhythmically move up and down. Doesn't feel great, but it sets the tone. It lets her know that I'm directing here, and it gets her in the mindset of obeying me. Margot keeps yanking on my cock and I look at her. She's sixty-nine years old. Almost three times my age. That is, of course, the point. I wanted to fuck a granny. To sexually humiliate someone in their Golden Years. So I found Margot. A nice, polite granny with money problems. Prescriptions are expensive. She would never have done this otherwise; money does weird things to people. I would bet a lot of money she wouldn't have ever done this in her life if she didn't need the two grand so bad. And I guarantee she hasn't done some of the things I'm going to make her do tonight. She's glorious. Not one of those medically enhanced porn dolls you see in DVD's. So called MILFs who are only in their thirties and have undergone more plastic surgeury than Michael ...

... Jackson. She's the real deal. Grey hair, wrinkled sagging face spotted with sun damage. Her tits are huge and saggy, reaching almost down to her belly button and appearing quite flat against her stomach which, while not having any rolls, is far from thin. Her arms are thick. Her legs are thick and flabby, and her skin is a pasty white. Around her pussy I can see wisps of white hair. My understanding is that she wears dentures. I'm going to keep that little fact in the back of my mind. She's still yanking my cock, her tits swaying from the effort, and I'm ready to move on. "Polish my knob." Her hand stops moving, she looks up at me, and timidly says "What?" "Fucking suck my cock you cunt." She starts to move her face slowly towards my cock, but she takes too long. So I grab the back of head and shove it onto my throbbing nine inch pussy destroyer. She doesn't like that. Her arms start flailing around, and I can feel her fighting me. Her hands land on my thighs and starts to push away from me. I let go of her head and she falls back. I look at her reddened wrinkled face and can see she's almost in tears. "You want the money or not? If you do, put your useless whore mouth around my cock and suck." She looks at the floor, gets back on her knees. I step up to her, grab my cock, smack her head on the side of her face with it and put it in front of her mouth. Her eyes are downcast, her hand limp at her sides. Her humiliation is fantastic. But I need more; I need to bust a nut. Finally, ...