Club Fatale, Pt. 9 - Sex Stories

Club Fatale, Pt. 9

... Evan.” It was a soft, but recognizable, voice. “Donna,” I said. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” The nearly invisible brunette moved to stand beside me. Her presence, her silence, I found suddenly alluring. I wanted nothing more than to take her -- to violate her right there. “Sometimes, I come out here for nightswimming. Just myself and the waves. It’s dangerous out there in the darkness, just as it’s dangerous where you are, Evan.” “What danger are you referring to?” “The kind that arrives in beautiful packages. The kind that you don’t pick up on until it’s too late...” I was silent. “Do you understand, Evan?” “Not quite. I don’t understand why.” “You showed me mercy where none was shown before, Evan. It made me feel... well, it was more than I could have hoped for. I don’t expect you to understand what that means to me. I only want to return the favor. That’s all.” Donna kissed my chest, warm lips against my cool skin. I felt her brush against me, and realized then that she was nude. I felt her hot breath upon me, felt it drift down my chest, as she knelt in the sand -- felt it heat my cock as her lips engulfed my hard shaft. My mouth fell open. “Fuck,” I groaned as she slid up and down, taking an additional inch of me with every stroke until I was all the way inside. She pulled up, lips on the very tip of my cock, and ran her tongue in swirling strokes over the head. I couldn’t see her, but I felt every move she made. Back down upon me, she took me in ...

... deep, owning me in her feminine but very controlling manner. A long minute passed, as her tongue, mouth and throat worked around me. And then she pulled back, aspirating upon me -- a hot breath flecked with saliva. Reaching down, I gripped her hair and pulled her head back. My cock slapped upon her chin and I rubbed the head over her lips. I thrust forward as I pushed her down, taking her throat completely. I shafted her aggressively for long minutes, thrusting and holding, thrusting and holding, then thrusting some more, until finally I erupted in her mouth. I pulled out and heard her gasp and pant around my semen. Overbearing her, I forced her into the sand and lay atop her slim body. “His spies are everywhere...” she whispered. “Would you choose me over him?” I asked, softly. She hesitated, drawling in a sharp breath. I could hear the fear in her voice as she panted. “I don’t want... I can’t make that decision, Evan,” she said. “Please, don’t...” “Would you choose me?” I demanded. There was silence for a time, until: “Yes.” I ran my hands down the sides of her face, kissed her lips. I kissed deeply, dueling with her tongue, long and passionate. Then I moved inside of her and for a long time brought cries of passion to her lips. Chapter Nineteen – Spy Snuffing Charlie cried out as I thrust deeply inside her and emptied myself. “Oh, god!” she said as she came down. “Oh, fucking god! Oh, fuck, you’re unbelievable, sir! Oh, yes... fuck yes...” I rolled off of her and she turned ...