ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #11 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #11

... head. This was on some other level. This was anim*listic. After being fucked like this, Jade's body had been pushed to the point of exhaustion. Her breasts had bounced and taken so much abuse from all the movement that they looked even bigger from being swollen. After she came for the second time she felt herself being released and she collapsed on the floor, her body red and tired, her pussy leaking with juices, her hair a mess, her makeup looking awful, and to top it all off, James now stood above her and as she seemed to beg him not to, despite Jade really wanting this finish, he fired at least seven thick ropes of cum all over her face and breasts. Jade tried to catch her breath as she saw the camera zooming in on her, showing her weakened state, but she felt consciousness slipping away from her, and she felt used, gross, and ashamed of her choice. Her last thought as she heard James and Lee rush to her was: This isn't what I wanted… but it's what I deserve. * * * Freddie was getting ready for bed. It was only like 9pm but he just felt beyond exhausted from all the day and he hoped sl*ep would cure his problems. But then he heard his door creak and it opened. It was Sam. She was also dressed for bed, and she looked upset, but not in the angry way- more like she was concerned. "Can I ask what happened?" "I really wish you wouldn't, Sam. I just kinda want to sl*ep right now and end this day." She came ...

... over and sat on the edge of his bed and began twiddling her fingers like she couldn't decide something. "I'm sorry for whatever happened, Freddie. Whatever it was, I promise that I would never do to you." "Actually, I can believe that," he said, smiling a bit. "I'm sorry I was a jerk to you the other morning. I… I think I've just been really mixed up. I saw something that wasn't really there, and I'm glad you're here, Sam." "It's ok, Benson… I know you care about Jade just as much as you care about me… I just feel like we never get the chance though. Like I always screw it up when I should just be happy." "Don't worry about that this time, Sam. I am 100% responsible for everything I did and didn't do here. But thanks." "Don't mention it. I… love you," she said softly, almost below the hearing level. "Sam… I love you too, but this is a really mixed up time, and you should probably go before something happens that we will regret. Hit the light if you would please." "Sorry… you're right." Sam got up from the bed and headed to the doorway. She paused for a second, and then as if finding a new feeling of clarity slowly shut the door in front of her and turned to where Freddie could see her and undressed to nothing but her underwear. She hit the lights and the next thing he knew Freddie was being held down by a very naked blonde who very much wanted to make him feel better. And he had no intentions of stopping her.