The dinner party. - Sex Stories

The dinner party.

... on he went, pushing seemingly deeper than he’d ever been before and made me wonder if I could take much more. Just as I thought this bittersweet sensation would never end, I felt his heavy balls bang against my buttocks. Finally I let out a huge sigh and began breathing heavily, swallowing huge amounts of air into my lungs. His wiry pubic hair bristled against my soft skin, tickling it as he ground his loins into me, making sure every inch of his cock was buried to the hilt in my ass. Finally convinced he couldn't press any further, he leant over me and whispered coarsely into my ear. "Is this what you came for?” he asked coolly. His normally upper class voice sounded gruff and crudely erotic as he sodomized me. I nodded a tight lipped smile and squeezed my colon around his muscle for an answer. Luckily for me, he hadn't moved yet, allowing my anus to get used to his size and girth again, however I could feel him throbbing away inside me, a menacing premonition of the brute force about to be unleashed and relaxed my body to accept his onslaught.. Daring not to speak, afraid I could only croak if I tried, I looked at him in the mirror, eyes gleaming and continued nodding. He saw me reply and knew I was ready. A long "Ooooohhhhhh," escaped my lips and the nodding increased in speed as he slowly but surely began moving inside me. "Hmmmm, fuck, you're so big." I couldn’t help moaning softly as almost the entire length disappeared from my rectum, leaving, on the one hand a ...

... momentary feeling of relief and on the other, a strange feeling of being unfulfilled. Of course, these mixed feelings were immediately dispelled when his thick cock surged forward again. This thrust was harder, less restrained than the first. Raw sexual power being unleashed, confirming what I already knew. He wanted this as much, if not more than I did and as if to prove how much he loved me, he wasn’t going to spare me. "I love fucking your arse," he growled hungrily, more to himself than me, grabbing my hips and pulling me back onto him increasing our collision speed. Our bodies slapped together. The obscene sound of flesh on flesh accompanied by the squelching between my thighs and his soft grunting was music in my ears. These were the sounds of unadulterated, no holds barred sex and like a musician adding to the carnal symphony, I emitted my own well felt moan as he bottomed out. "Come on, you big pricked bastard," I urged through tightly clenched teeth. "Fuck your little whore. Fuck her tight little ass with that big fucking cock of yours, make her cum." Hearing my crude words had the desired effect. His hands grabbed my hips tighter and he pulled his erection back even further before driving it relentlessly home. Heavy balls slapped against my thighs, rocking me on my heels as he made good use of the extra purchase he had. I looked up in the mirror and saw him watching me, expectantly and with a glazed expression on my face, I provocatively ran the tip of my tongue over my ...