OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 5

... Helena had had done on her tits. I also wondered about how many men had pounded away at that ass in her youth. If she had worked in a brothel at some point, like Helena, then probably hundreds at least. If she had always been ‘privately’ owned, then a lot less. “How long have you been a pleasure slave dear?” I asked her. “Almost ten years, I submitted myself to a brothel, I worked there almost six years, then my master bought me out from there,” she explained. So Shawnee was a late starter to this work. Perhaps she had gotten fed up living on the farmlands, and decided to work less and earn more as a pleasure slave. Still, six years in a brothel meant she was very experienced indeed. With a booty like hers, I’m sure she must have been ass-fucked hundreds of times. That was all good news as far as I was concerned; I was loving screwing these experienced ladies. I held Shawnee’s head in my hands as she sucked away; I stared at the top of her wet dark haired head as it bobbed up and down in my lap. I wondered to myself why Norton had bought Shawnee. She didn’t seem to be his type, just like Helena. Perhaps Shawnee had also been a purchase on a whim, the same as Helena, one that he now also regretted. No matter, what was his loss was certainly my gain; Shawnee seemed very horny, just like her friend Helena. Presumably Shawnee hadn’t seen much dick in a long time too. I reached out and groped and slapped her ass as she sucked me. “Yes sir, slap that ass,” she said as she ...

... slurped away at my cock, “My ass needs a good slapping, and then a good pounding.” She looked up and smiled at me. “Let’s go to the bed,” I told her. We got out of the jacuzzi, and Shawnee led me back to the bedroom cut into the cliff face at the back of the terrace. It was nice and cool in here. This was going to be like fucking a cave-woman, except with comfortable furnishings. I told Shawnee to get on all fours on the bed, her ass sticking out. I stood at the side of the bed, in front of that ass. I rubbed some oil into her ass, squeezing and groping it. I put my dick in between her ass cheeks and fucked them for a while. Then it was time for the main event. I rolled on a condom, pressed up against her asshole, and slowly forced myself inside. She moaned as I pushed deeper, until I was all the way in. Then slowly I began fucking her ass, back and forth. She wasn’t that tight, I guess from getting slammed so many times in the brothel years ago. But she wasn’t that loose either, just about right to really enjoy myself. I began building up a rhythm, and enjoying the view of her lovely ass in front of me. I slapped her ass from time to time, which she seemed to like. “Slap it harder sir,” she moaned, “Slap that ass hard. Oh fuck me, fuck my ass.” There was a large mirror on the ceiling of the cave room above the bed, and another on the wall instead of a headboard. I enjoyed the view of Shawnee’s face in the mirror as I fucked her ass. I liked looking up in the ceiling mirror too, ...