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Seeded

(Maeve moaned) ‘As.. you have.. said.. that my mouth.. is only.. only for.. you.. no one.. else will have it.. except.. except you.. MMMM!’

I shut my eyelids harder together as the unknown man banged her heartlessly, facial expressions clearly gloating of his own perceived superiority as she moans uncontrollably over my dick. His upright, standing position at the foot of the bed, allowed him full, complete use of his torso, to thrust as hard as he wanted, into my girl’s pussy.

For me, I was restrained to the four corners of the bed, sprawled open like a lab-rat, though the ‘test’ was to be pleasured, unrequittingly by the love of my life, who was on her fours, near the edge of the bed where he stood.

That very position, besides ‘convenience’, also meant that any man could just walk up to her butt, fuck her brains out, empty their balls and let her ooze whatever juices (neatly) onto the floor. Facing the powerful jerks and her erratic attempts to maintain an up-down motion, it was inevitable that I was getting head at varying depths.

(Man groaned) ‘CUMMING! ARGHHH!’

Giving her one final thrust, Maeve let her groan vibrated on my dick as his hips buckled, before he withdrew his shaft to let voluptuous amount of cum leak out of her. After he was done, he took some time in the attached bathroom to rinse himself, during which Maeve took that time to give me some much-needed, proper attention on my bewildered cock.

Just before he left, he pulled two pieces of fifty dollar notes and placed it near my feet. Needless to say, I was more confused than before, and also slightly irate at how he did not fully shut the door.

About ten seconds later, another man came in and dropped his pants, plunging his cock into Maeve without so much a word. That ‘new’ entry, forced out the cum of the previous guy and became ‘lubricant’ for him, who launched an all-out ‘attack’ immediately.

Unsurprisingly, the same, sloppy blowjob, unexpected deepthroat, exasperated moans, happened all over again. For the next five minutes, Maeve just kept trembling as she climaxed on that guy’s dick, dripping even more cum onto the ground. It didn’t take her long, to take her mouth off to catch some air, before she replaced her unhelpful mouth over my cock.

As time passed, I became more desensitised at the tip, and grew to enjoy the time I spent in her throat.

‘CUMMING!’

That same word filled our ears as he sped up his movements, slamming his groin rapidly at her bum until he froze. As he pulled out, cum squirted out of her pussy and it went ‘safely’ between his legs, though that was all I could deduced from his sudden jump backwards. Another hundred dollars landed on my feet, and another man took his place.

This time, once he filled Maeve up with his meat, she initiated a gesture to rub herself. It was time, I figured, that she took some care of her own orgasms. What I didn’t realise, was how quickly that guy came when she went limp suddenly, presumably caused by climaxing – in silence.

Another load of cum dribbled out of her and more money fell onto the bed. By the fourth ‘break’, I was too mentally-drained to recipocate any sexual responses, merely twitching to her increasingly-frequent handjob.

‘Baby.. is there any more guys?’

‘Just one more.. I planned five.’

The last, and final guy came in, unzipped, and pushed his way into her. Maeve then collapsed onto my lap in a shudder as he began fucking her, making long, rhythmic strokes according to his momentum. Trembling non-stop to each in or out motion, Maeve weakly stuffed my cock into her mouth to muffle her moans, which that guy was causing so easily.

Sticking one hand down her chest, she raised her butt slightly and the two began their unannounced ‘power struggle’. He picked up his pace and cringed hard as she pressed her lips tighter on my shaft, sucking harder as well in response to his impressive dong.

Within minutes, or perhaps very long seconds, he fell over her back as his waist jerked subtly, emptying his balls into my love. When he regained his strength, he repositioned her bum and went at it again. After his first load, there was less restraints on him as he pounded her mindless, shocking her with deep, thorough strokes over and over again.

Each outward pull would release a little of the cum mixture onto the floor, as if vacating his predecessors for his own ‘rightful’ space. Maeve, was just helplessly getting pleased by his powerful piston, sliding so easily in and out of her drenched pussy.

At some point in time, she placed her hand between her legs again, reasons unknown to me until she flashed a cheeky grin at me. As she squinted her eyes, he immediately let off a loud, surprised grunt. He was then seen to increase his speed exponentially, like he was fighting against her determined grip (on his cock), except that he was attempting to do it through rough, violent sex.

Nonetheless, she managed to throw him off tempo and worked up a ‘premature’ orgasm (from him), extracting his second load under his very unwilling mood. As wild as he started, things quickly died down once he lost interest, dropping off two hundred dollars with a kind of satisfied-terrified-unwilling-impressed look on his face.

Once the ‘party’ was over, Maeve took her time and lathered my manhood in her saliva, replacing her tired mouth with her hands that happy-ended me into her perched-throat. That night, we spent a long time in the bathtub, rinsing, fingering, soaking, frolicking until our skin were wrinkled.

I would say that I have done my best, to excavete most of them out of her, in place of me, or rather, my cum specifically. Was it worth it? Probably, minus the mess at the foot of the bed none of us wanted to handle.

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Have Fund!

(She requested) ‘Text me when he is here k? I’ll be getting myself ready in the bathroom.’

The subsequent ten-minute wait, couldn’t have felt any longer when the doorbell finally rang, for an ok-looking, taller-than-myself man to show up. Without exchanging a single word, I let him inside, sent Maeve a text, and the immediate blue tick assured me of her notice.

Not more than a minute later, Maeve came out of the bathroom in a black bodysuit I bought her, and dove into his arms excitedly. He made sure to whisper all his words, so I could never form a complete sentence, but she was all vocal in her responses.

Lying atop him in bed, she pulled his shirt over his head, and left them on his eyes as she stripped his pants off. Once his underwear was out of the way, her mouth quickly engulfed the tip of his semi-hard monster, going down his shaft so slowly I could feel my loin yearning for some.

At first, he was adamant about not having his eyes covered. But after a few minutes of ‘oral-coaxing’, he understood how tedious it was, to keep his eyes opened as she covered his meat in affection. Once she has lubricated him with her saliva, she went for her favourite ‘spot’ (at least on me), which was right under the penile-hood, where sheer contact would drive me crazy.

True enough, she swiftly plunged him deep into limbo as she dragged those soft, luscious lips over that ‘bridge’, draining as much of his strength as possible.

After ten more minutes under the blissful torture of her mouth, he cried submission, to also keep his deal worthwhile.

‘How do you like me?’

(He answered breathlessly) ‘Mission.. nary.. ‘

And just like that, she sprawled onto the bed and flipped on her back, spreading her legs wide enough for him to go between. Skipping any sort of foreplay on her, he picked both her feet up by the ankles and let the well-mannered girl, guided his cock into her – raw.

Upon seconds of that carnal penetration, he dropped her legs and tumbled on top of her, before letting an autonomous, eager rage consume his desire for her. With his upper-body safely perched on his straightened arms, he jerked just his hips, back and forth into the curvy little girl whom was moaning in more of a comfortable, than pleasurable voice.

How she felt, was clearly indifferent to him as he lost control of his rhythm, thrusting as and when he caught up with his own breaths. No more than five minutes later, he was exhausted beyond his own comprehension, but that was not how Maeve would leave things.

Flipping him onto his back this time, Maeve took her spot on top of him and let herself go – slightly. Grinding her hips back and forth, her ‘volunteerism’ might not be the better choice (for him) as he was caught in an uptight, agonising state of sexual-overdrive.

At some point in time during her untiring, up-down bouncing ride, he snapped, and instructed her to get on her fours. As stern as he sounded, it wasn’t rude, and so she obeyed. Despite being quite rough when he shoved his cock into her pussy, he appeared quite confident, of his mysteriously-renewed stamina.

Barely five minutes had past, into the forceful ravaging of her heavenly body when he completely buckled, under her cheeky, secret clit-rub to induce an orgasm (for herself) that ultimately proved too tight, and therefore, too stimulating, for his pent-up orgasm to bear.

Following their seamless climax, he then cummed so much into her that it overflowed out of her mound, soiling the bed where their genitals hovered above. For her last scene, she invited him to join her as she smeared his liquid love over her pussy, ass and thighs.

After the two chatted for a while in bed, she excused herself to the bathroom, while the man went for his bag.

‘Here. Four hundred.’

Another few long minutes passed before Maeve reappeared, and gave him a goodbye hug.

‘Is that what you wanted to see?’

‘Yes.’

‘And does that make you.. ok. I got my answer.’

I figured that no answer, would be better than the solid, hard-on she felt through my jeans, though I couldn’t understand why she did not ‘tend’ to it. After all that happened, I dozed off momentarily in the car headed for home and was woken up when we arrived – at Amara Sanctuary for her next ‘client’.

Turns out, clients.

When it was finally our, specifically Maeve and I, turn to pay some much needed attention to each other, I finished too soon, for a good reason in my defense.

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Humpty Dumpty

‘Are you comfortable?’, Ben asked as if they were going to be in his car for a long time, but Maeve, already had some idea of what – he was playing at. Staring into his anticipative eyes with her dreamy ones, she answered him in an alcohol-laced, slurred voice ‘yes I am. Are you?’

Right next to him, there was no way she could miss the unnatural fidget, most certainly to ease that bulge, caused by the where, what, who, and how he had led them so far. ‘Are you.. drunk?’, the rethorical question that just came out of his mouth, couldn’t be more obvious in his plot, and Maeve, knowing how close, or far things were, had the perfect reply. ‘Would you prefer me to be, or not?’

As soon as the dubious innuendo left her lips, she placed one hand on his lap, clutching her fingers just hard enough to give him a harmless squeeze. That move of hers, immediately lured him too close as an ‘acquaintance’, but it was not like Maeve to react that rashly to him.

‘Why don’t you tell me.. ‘, the fact that she switched to a whisper mid-sentence, only made Ben’s mind run wild, but not for long once she breathed her thought into his ears, ‘what would you like me to do to you.. ‘ As soon as she heard him gasped, she knew where he was on her palm. From that point on, even if she got out of the car, she knew that he wouldn’t be more than a few feet away.

When she perched her arms on the railing (behind where the car was parked), and stared into seemingly nothingness, she wasn’t playing ‘hard to get’, especially not when she has that round, perky hips raised at a certain angle, with her feet crossed to highlight the ass-hugging skirt she wore, at his request for Ben.

‘Hmmm.. ‘, once again, he failed to impress her with any witty comebacks as that was all he said when he aligned his hips at her bum, ‘grinding’, like he needed to remind her what she had done. Seeing how ‘this’ was moving so slowly, she peeled a side of her skirt up, to finally, finally get her ‘invite’ across.

Once the belt buckles have chimed, zippers zapped, and his clothes ruffled, he turned his attention to her, starting from the tardiness of her skirt, followed by panties, before he froze in his tracks. That white, nylon loop that stuck out of her pussy, was no doubt, what made his night so ‘smooth’ and ‘successful’.

‘Gently!’, her cry startled him for a few seconds, but he was even quicker to regain his composure, to remove the wireless vibrator. If it wasn’t bad enough to learn that his advances weren’t ‘good’ enough to get into someone’s panties, the fact that a hidden someone, more influential than alcohol, had complete control over such an intelligent, witty and intriguing young woman, definitely shook him up well.

After the vibrator has been put away, his first hesitation set in, in the form of a careful, wary question, ‘is he here?’ To which she replied, ‘somewhere.’ Parting her legs to shoulder-width, she uttered the word ‘condom’ again, having mentioned that in their earlier conversation over dinner.

Like an elated little kid, he fished the rubber out of his pocket and put it on, standing closer than ever to her bare, freshly-shaved pussy. Since she had her favourite pair of heels on, she helped him a little by bending her knees slightly, for his impatient penetration into her soft, wet folds.

As best as Maeve tried to keep her volume to the minimum, she couldn’t help but sighed and wheeze while he sent that thick, long piece of meat deep into her vagina. Despite the presence of a thin rubber between them, the sheer speed and depth of his strokes ignited every nerve-endings she had down there, blowing her mind over and over again until her knees went weak.

With his hands on her waist holding her hips up, he continued to pound her on their way to the rear passenger door, where her knees found some comfort on the seat. In a cute, compact doggystyle position, Ben unleashed the combined energy of his hormones, surrendering all of his pent up, overdue, and possibly blue-balled strength into that petite brown girl.

‘Ka.. cumming!’, his whispers were as loud as they could get in the silent carpark, though his orgasm didn’t seem as distant. Within two to three minutes, he buckled to the strong, hot jet of cum that filled his condom like a balloon. Evident to his cries for mercy, there was little Maeve could do about her ‘tightness’.

Once the deed was done, he tied up the loose end and joined her in the car, just in time to see her slip that wiped-down vibrator back into her pussy.

As the gentleman who just got in her pants, he offered her a lift, to a club near where they had dinner. There was little more he could do, other than watch her cup the groin of a man she lovingly threw herself into.

It was necessary, for her rightful man to cum inside her after such an eventful night.

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Erin2delicious

Written for Erin Li, owner of IG @erinlinympho

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If you push it far enough down her throat, she can’t bite you.

(Erin whispered) ‘why are we here?’

(Aaron answered) ‘A few days ago, I happened to find this quiet, dark spot.. Where we can..’

A soft, (un)zipping noise was then heard, that cleared up all of her doubts. Without hesitation, Erin undid her tight denim shorts as well, too glad to be relieved of the wireless vibrator Aaron has been teasing her with for the entire evening.

It wasn’t until they reached the dark, quiet dead-end of an alley did they really felt ‘liberated’, for some much needed intimacy at any levels they dared afford.

Once her shorts were out of the way at her ankles, Aaron turned her towards a wall and got her rump in position – slightly stuck out for him to grab, slap, and pound.

‘Ready?’

Without waiting for her answer, he poked his little head into her dripping wet hole, and gloated at his ‘superiority’ as he inched his way in.

Just when his balls touched her pussy, the wooden door beside them burst open and three men dashed out. Two of them, stormed towards Aaron and carried him under his arms away, while the biggest of them, took over Aaron’s spot behind Erin.

With one hand pinching hard on the back her neck, Erin was more or less immobilised with pain. Not a single word was exchanged when she felt a hard tip pierce into her unintentional wetness, depriving her of any strength as the rest of his shaft filled her up.

Like a lifeless ragdoll, her body jerked and twitched as the burly dark man rammed her vagina sore, stretching her outwards in all directions with every stroke. Bit by bit, she fell onto her knees as her strength disappeared, but still getting increasingly wet from the unexpected (large) size of his dong.

‘OI! I’m almost done! Wait for me to finish first!’

Despite his loud voice, it was apparent that no one could hear him, except for his friends who were too eager to have a taste of this Chinese girl. Halfway through the monotonous sex, he pulled his cock out and went in front of her, ready to plunge his dick down her throat and empty himself of any stress.

Knowing that that was one way she could fight back, Erin opened her mouth voluntarily, for the man to hold onto her head, and dip his cock as far as it could reach. BITE!, the command that rang so loudly in her head suddenly went unheeded as her lung choked for air, trigging her natural instinct to keep her mouth opened as wide as possible.

Thrusting his salty, bitter hard cock into her face, there was only a little teeth to endure as he ravaged her mouth, until he shot hot, thick globs of cum straight down her throat. In need of air, she missed her only opportunity to bite him (on his way out), and gasped for air instead.

Disoriented and fuzzy in her head, rapist A took over B and it was a whole, new chapter again.

B shoved her flat onto the floor and immediately began with her mouth, by getting into 69, with his arms on her thighs. Her feeble attempts to ‘kick’ him went in vain as he was freely using his fingers, to pinch her whenever she disobeyed.

‘OPEN YOUR MOUTH!’

His absolute, stern tone shocked her so much she widened her jaws, for yet another missed opportunity as he jammed his cock into her mouth. Thrusting his hips in a missionary-style-like angle, he made long, deep strokes down her throat before retracting his hips quickly, giving her just enough time to gasp for air.

Amidst that waterboarding-level kind of suffocation and choking, Erin could barely focus on anything else but her breaths, each one too short to be called ‘a breath’. Faced with his jutting hips, Erin just took whatever came and gave whatever up, until he was groaning and fucking erratically.

‘I’m shooting! I’m shooting!’

A second hot load flowed down her throat into her stomach, before he peeled himself away from her face, void of any hopes or emotions. The third man, somehow identified himself as their leader when he commanded his partners to free Aaron, and wait at a distance.

‘You! Do what you are doing just now. And you girl, show me a good time.’

He then lowered his shorts, sat on an empty oil tin, and let Aaron get his woman onto her knees.

(In tears) ‘Aaron? Will you still want me?’

His unfettered jab into her pussy, reminded her of all the reasons she loved him for, and inspired her lust to put on ‘a good show’. Taking his cock into her mouth, Aaron fucked her at a pace comfortable for him, all too obvious on his elated, blissful-looking face.

It wasn’t until a minute later, did Aaron noticed the increasingly-agitated face in front of them, unaware that Erin has been ‘accidentally’ scraping along his shaft with her teeth. Suddenly, Erin let herself go and bite hard on his cock, which inevitably resulted in a hard, tight slap across her face.

Aaron, being still inside her pussy, almost let out a gasp as he felt her vagina tightened, to a new definition of ‘virginity’.

‘HEY! LET GO! TELL HER TO LET GO!’

As more slaps landed on her cheeks, she became wetter, to the point Aaron could not take the abuse anymore and pulled her away from the dark-skinned man. At the instance he was freed, he waved for his friends to return and hold Aaron back, while he took his place behind the ‘doggy’.

Plugging his cock into the unexpectedly tight cunt, he unleashed more smacks on her butt that caused harder throbs in her pussy. It didn’t take much to notice that he has realised her ‘powress’, though that, was exactly how he liked her.

Holding nothing else back, he hammered her until he was close to orgasm, and made sure to pinch her nose before he stuck his bruised cock back into her mouth. In just seconds, he managed to unload his cum and swiftly escaped the scene with his friends.

Aaron, feeling as guilty as a human can, crawled towards Erin and held her in his arms.

‘will you..inaudible word me?’

‘YES! I will always love, and want..’

(Erin whispered) ‘no.. I said.. Will you.. Have sex..’

‘With you?’

‘Yes. Now.’

With a heavy heart, he rolled Erin onto her back and directed his cock, into the most slippery, hardest clamp of her pussy he has ever experienced. Grunting as he tucked more cock in, he was in fact, unconsciously growing stiffer inside her.

(Erin asked) ‘are you turned on? be honest..’

‘Yes I am.’

Those shameful, shy words caused her to flash an irate face at him, unintentionally guilt-tripping him when all she did was to ‘squeeze him harder’.

As it was growing unwise to remain in that area, Aaron picked up where he left off and made love to the disheveled Erin, groaning and writhing to each inward thrust between those impossibly tight walls.

Under those unique circumstance, Aaron was overwhelmed with ecstacy, erotism, and immense pleasure from the pain he just witnessed her experience. Unsurprisingly, he failed to live up to his usual amount of stamina and promptly cum deep into her, flushing her with comfort and ease with the giant load of man-seeds.

On their way home, Aaron decided to come clean with her, and told her of the plan he made – with them. Upon reaching his home, the disgruntled Erin just jumped on him and taught him a lesson in a not-so-funny way, pleasuring him until it became displeasure.

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Erinlicious

Written for Erin Li, owner of IG @erinlinympho

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That Friday evening started out just like any of their date night, a little vanilla, but immensely pleasant no matter how many times they have eaten at their favourite eatery. And for as long as Erin dated Aaron, it was routine to take a long walk through the park of the private estate he lived in, back to his place for some much needed, skin-on-skin affection.

On most occasions, Aaron would be the one arriving at his doorstep with a raging erection, leaving little to imagine once they were through the doors and in his room. But on some nights, especially the ones Erin got too comfortable, she would match his ‘readiness’ with soaked panties that never failed to rekindle his lust for her.

That night, riddened with a wet, throbbing pussy, Erin pushed Aaron onto the bed as soon as the door was locked, keeping his clothes on for her to peel them off one piece at the time. Unwanting to let him ‘do’ any work, she put on a mini-show for him, executing a sloppy, and an even more comical strip-tease that made them more relaxed.

With a peck on his lips, the duo relinquished their earlier good-boy, good-girl front and let their tongues did the ‘talking’. From his face, she kissed and licked her way down his neck, across his chest, spent a little time on his nipples, and cheekily turned herself around into the 69-position.

Their years-long romance has long educated her, that he would not be too much of a distraction, as she only needed less than a few minutes to throw him off his rhythm with her mouth. Maneuvering her sly little tongue first around his little head, Aaron began moaning crazily to those swirls she was pulling off at his pee hole. Pinching her lips hard together, she worked her way down, across that little section connecting his shaft to his small head.

At that sweet spot, it couldn’t be any easier to completely subdue her favourite boy whose face was right in her pussy. Still, it was ‘his day’ she wanted things to be and Erin proceeded on to suck him off at a comfortable pace.

In time, Aaron’s ‘high’ turned bleek, and it was then Erin wanted to try something she had read about on the Internet. Sinking her mouth all the way down to the base of his cock, she paused for his gasp of pleasure, before clenching her teeth very slowly together.

‘Rin?’

At first, he could not feel anything much due to the over-stimulation, but as she bit him harder, he grew more agitated.

‘Rin? ERIN! IT’S HURTING ME!’

Ignorant to the level of pain he experienced, she released her grit and relieved him with a short stint of deep-throat blows, nibbling on him again shortly after to kickstart his senses.

The second ‘bite’, landed right over his sore spot and he called her out again, to enact a different response from the clueless Erin who thought he was finally paying more attention to her. Instead of pushing her away, Aaron wrapped his legs over her head and pushed her mouth further down his shaft, choking her until her jaws gave way.

After suffocating for a few seconds, he let go of her head and she took her mouth away, to catch her breaths as well clean the tears he had unwitting caused. Unlike the man she knew, he flew into a rage and flipped her body away, jumping onto her side and gave her a hard, sharp slap across her face.

‘WHAT THE FUCK are you doing?! IT HURTS!’

‘I’m sorry! I thought you were just..’

‘Shhh Shhh Shhh…’

By then, he already had one hand around her throat, half-choking, half-pinning her down on the bed. Another tight slap went across her other cheek, and that was the moment Erin fell silent, in tears.

Since she was lying on her back, there was nothing else to do except watch him part his thighs over her head, in the other variation of 69.

‘Open your mouth!’

Startled by his abrupt command, she opened up and let him dipped his cock into her mouth, piercing all the way down to her throat where he took the next few moments to reposition himself on top of her.

The way he raised his hips, and then released them downward into her face, resembled the missionary-style more than a mutually-rewarding 69, since he was using her mouth like her pussy.

With each thrust, he cried out to her.

‘This. Is. How. You. Should. Suck. Me. With. No. Teeth. Un. Der. Stand.?’

‘MMMM!’

Just as she was getting her mascara smeared all over her eyes, she felt sharp pain transvering through her spine. Only because that pain never subsided, was she able to trace it to her clit, which he had it clamped between his fingertips, and rolled into a pulp as a punishment on top of the inescapable face-fuck.

In that moment of helplessness, shrouded in overwhelming discomfort, head ringing from excessive pain, body convulsing from the lack of air, did her mind finally break. There was nothing else she could do, except to let her body get used to drifting in and out of consciousness. Her gag-reflex, soon disappeared in place of numbness, and her clit, began registering every break as ‘pleasure’, like an act of grace in appreciation of her sacrifice.

Once she got herself in that ‘mood’, or rather, ‘state of mind’, her pussy responded with an unexpected phenomenon – she actually, became wetter.

Suddenly, guilt overcame Aaron and he stopped, as wildly as he had started it all. On his way out (of her mouth), none of them were ready for what she did. Erin, actually held onto him, with her teeth, at that soft, fleshy area under his penis-hood.

Little needed to be said as he snapped again, shoving his groin in her face once (like one time) to free himself of her bite. Swiftly, he retracted his hips and she missed him this time, though not yet punished for re-offending.

Backing himself away from the fearsome woman, Aaron climbed to his feet while Erin sat upright, completely unprepared for the double-slap that he gave. That once-gentle, loving young man went on to lecture her, and continued to hit her each time she reached for his cock.

By the time he yanked her out of bed, a puddle had already formed under where she was lying.

‘Holy fuck! Is that why you bit me? slap HUH! YOU LIKE PAIN slap IS IT?!’

Without saying a word more, he bent her over the bed and pushed her face into the wet patch, blocking her mouth and one of her nostrils at the same time. In a single, powerful stroke, he plunged his cock deep into her waterfall of a pussy and replaced her knees on the bed. For the next few minutes, he just fucked, slapped, and pinched her butt as hard as he was aching, and possibly bleeding, down there.

Once he had enough, he pulled her back upright into his chest, and reached an arm around for her pussy. Just as she thought he was going to rub her and take some of the pain away, he surprised her further by slapping her clit, with his fingers. It was, those brief, sharp smacks by his fingers that hurt more than anything, and those beatings were exactly what made her a little tighter.

‘ARGHH! Turn around for me!’

She unhesitantly did just that and in a flash, she was on her back, lying in the same wet patch while he leaned over her supple body. Finally, in the all-time-favourite, missionary position, did she felt the first instance of any affection, no matter how short-lived they were once he began chewing on her boobs.

Bombarded with the intense pain over her B cups, multiple sore spots on her bum she was lying against, her pussy was getting juicier with each passing thrust. The occasional deprivation of air, awakening slaps on her cheeks, somehow made her more infatuated with this, new man.

It was one thing to discover her unknown fetish for submission, but it was the very sight she saw in the end, where her man pounds and hammers her until he cums, that really made it all worthwhile.

‘CUMMING!’

He skipped all that messy pull-out nonsense and came right inside her fully-functional, ovulating pussy, unprotected, unsterilised, but nevertheless satisfying to a whole new level.

‘OK.. I’m done..’

At the same time Aaron pulled out of her overworked pussy, Erin sat herself upright in the same direction and went on to clean him up, thoroughly with lots of love.

(Him) ‘Rin.. You really went crazy today..’

(Her) ‘I know.. Can I ask you something?’

(Him) ‘Yeah? What?’

(Her) ‘You once mentioned to me that you wanted to see me get.. Fucked by other men. Does that still..’

(Him) ‘Hey.. Are you sure about that?’

(Her) ‘Only if you do something for me..’

(Him) ‘Of course! What is it?’

(Her) ‘Will you tie me up, and blindfold me?’

(Him) ‘In what position?’

(Her) ‘Any. You can choose how you want me to be tied. But I want you to be the last guy to cum inside me. Can?’

(Him) ‘Wait wait.. So.. raw?’

(Her) ‘Uh huh. Or if you are uncomfortable with that, you can ask them to wear protection. I’m all yours.’

Over the short, intense discussion, Aaron unwittingly got hard again, which was all Erin could ask for as she went down on him for as long as he wanted, while he ‘made some calls’.

That fateful night, marked a new beginning for their sex life, which gradually took a darker turn as they too, became very different people who could no longer feel complete without each other.

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