Club Fatale, Pt. 8 - Sex Stories

Club Fatale, Pt. 8

... “A final fuck. Mount me, girl.” The girl stripped before him, and mounted him as he ordered. Holding her breasts, Cooper bounced her atop him wildly. I watched the two of them while pounding Viv’s cunt from behind. I thrust in deep and pulled on Viv’s hair as I watched Lacey come upon Cooper’s cock. Standing, Cooper spun the girl about and bound her hands with his silk tie. He kissed her on the neck several times and played with the golden hair-clasp that held her black locks away from her face. Squeezing her breasts, he walked her towards the large sink, braced her with his body and pushed her head towards the surface. She was nearly touching the water before she gathered her resistance and pushed back against him. “Struggle if you like, baby,” he said. “It’s only going to make it better!” It was only then that she started screaming. Cooper pressed her head down, hard, and forced her under, gurgling. She thrashed, sending water everywhere, but he had leverage and more than fifty pounds on her. He held her as easily as he would a child: and kept her submerged her for nearly half a minute. I could tell that, at the rate she was struggling, her air supply was measured in mere seconds. As her fighting slowed, Cooper pulled her up. Lacey gasped and choked as he kissed her face. “Oh, baby,” he whispered, drawling his lips down her neck. “... So fucking sexy...” And he plunged her back down. Her legs and back tightened gloriously as she fought him, but the seconds ticked away and ...

... she was slowing again. Wrenching Lacey’s head from the water, Cooper rubbed his hand across her wet, engorged breasts. “You’re aroused, baby,” he said softly to her. “Is it the cold water or the knowledge of how this ends?” Hard again, Cooper plunged his long cock into Lacey from behind. He quickly submerged her for a third time. Fucking his cock into her straining body, he brutally raped her as she slowly drowned. He pulled her up and she cried out at his violation. He gave her only enough time for a couple of quick breaths, then thrust her back down. Again and again he repeated the process, perhaps a dozen times in all, each time holding her down longer. Finally, her slender, kicking legs went still. Holding her submerged, Cooper softly kissed down her shoulders, back, ass and legs. His face went to her parted slit and he proclaimed: “Fuck! She came!” He gave her a few licks. When he was finished, his hand came up clutching a fistful of hair and a golden hair-clasp. He left her half-submerged. “Do you see that, my lady,” I whispered into Vivian’s ear. “Perhaps when you spin, I’ll get to do you in exactly... the same... way...” Cooper smiled at me and tossed me the clasp. “A souvenir, man,” he said. Smiling, I pulled Viv’s dark locks back over her shoulders and fastened clasp and hair into a ponytail. Then I softly kissed her neck. Vivian shuttered and I rubbed her hair, admiringly, for a time. When I roused from my thoughts, I realized that Gillian had completed her task of ...