Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted

... girth further between her folds. She never looked away from me. I wanted her to face me, to look me in the eye so she'd always remember her first orgasm, and who gave it to her. I reached behind her and grabbed her firm ass hard, digging my fingers in deep. She gave a throaty growl as I thrust my hips forward, providing even more stimulation. Suddenly, with a loud, shaking squeal, she came. Her hips were still jerking back and forth, continuing the stimulation on my cock. She was panting hard, every other breath coming out in a ragged moan. She was still pinching her nipples, harder now, as hard as I had. Her orgasm seemed to last minutes, her eyes never leaving mine the whole time. As she rode the waves of her orgasm to the end, she let out one final moan, and collapsed against my chest, her head on my shoulder. I held her for a while, my hands still on her ass, just enjoying the feeling of her warm naked body, still shuddering from the power of her orgasm. We lay like that for a few minutes. Her pussy was still resting against my erect cock, the bottom of which was now completely coated in her juices. Once the little aftershocks that made her body twitch and quiver had completely stopped, she looked up at me. I moved my hand up to her head, and idly ran my fingers through her hair a few times. "Oh my God...that was so...so good...," she sighed. She closed her eyes and lifted her head, lips parted slightly, as if to kiss me. I held my hand against her collar bone to stop ...

... her. She opened her eyes, confused. She seemed disappointed. "Get out." I said. She suddenly looked terrified. "Wh...why? I mean..." She looked down at my cock, still erect between her legs. "Aren't you... Don't you want to...fuck me?" she asked. I sighed again, and pushed her to the side. She rolled off of me, and turned to face me. I didn't look at her. "I already told you, Jessica, I'm not going to fuck you tonight." "But...please? Please, I want you to fuck me... I want to feel how...how a real cock-" I turned sharply to look at her, silencing her. I didn't want to hear my earlier words repeated back to me. "No, slut. Not tonight. Get out." She bit her lip. She once again looked so desperate. But for once in her God damn life, she didn't argue. "OK. I'll go. Can we do this again? Please?" she said. "We'll see..." I said, turning away from her. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over me. I lay down with my back to her. She got up and walked to the other side of the bed, towards the door. She got dressed without her underwear, ignoring my sperm on her body. When she was finished, she turned to me. "What should I do about...you know, the guy I've been...?" She didn't seem to want to say "boyfriend". She hadn't said his name either, I noticed. I looked at her, and considered it. "Jessica, you're not my girlfriend." I said. "I know...", she said with a smile, "I'm your...slut, right?" She seemed proud of it. "Look, I don't give a fuck what you do with that needle dick, or anyone ...