The Mistake - Sex Stories

The Mistake

... disappear into nothingness. "I don't think I can do this" she she blubbered between sharp intakes of breath. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry to have wasted your time, please just let me get my things and go" "Perfect my dear, Perfect. I wish I had that on film" said Quinn with his first hint of a smile that day. He reached down and grabbed her by the shoulders lifting her up to her feet. Angela shoved him away raising her hand as if to strike him, "Get off me you bastard" she screamed "Don't touch me ever again" "You are sick, all of you are sick" Angela pulled her blouse on and tried to button it up but her fingers would not work, seeing her coat on the chair she snatched it up and headed for the door. She managed to grab the door handle, turned it and pulled the door open just a few inches. Quinn moved quickly pushing in front of Angela and pressing his back into the door. It slammed shut with a heavy thud. He barred her way completely. "Now Angela, there is nothing to fear" he said in a flat monotone voice as he placed both hands around her throat. Angela raised her hand to slap his face but as she so he tightened his grip around her throat three fold. She tried to breath but choked and gasped, it was useless. She lowered her hand and as she did the grip lessened opening her throat to air once more. "That's better, you get the idea don't you baby." Angela nodded. "You have wasted my time and my time is valuable. I need compensation. Tell me Angela, what do you have that is of ...

... value? What do think you could do to pay me back? He relaxed his hands and took them from her throat. She stood still, arms by her side, her head spinning with thoughts of sexual depravity. What would he want? Something in here, something connected with this room or something normal: Angela did not even know what to normal was any more. "On your knees" he commanded as he opened his fly. "I just want to go, please" she knew it was a hopeless thing to say and she regretted the admission of weakness. Angela resigned herself to the situation and sank down on her knees in front of him. His cock was almost completely erect and circumcised. "Open up" he forced the words through clenched teeth. Angela opened her mouth and waited. Grasping the back of her head with both hands he guided his now fully hard cock into Angela's waiting mouth. She closed her lips gently and started to massage his shaft with her mouth trying to keep her lips in contact and her teeth clear of his flesh. His cock was hot and already slippery with pre cum. She could taste the leaking fluid on her tongue. He pushed steadily deeper and with each thrust he parted her tongue and upper palette just a little further. She dreaded the final deep thrust, taking a cock like his to the back of her throat would surely make her vomit. Trying hard to please and working her tongue on the soft under side of his cock she tried to stimulate him as much as she could in the hope of reducing to his endurance. Reaching up she fondled ...