1. Devil's Work


    Date: 2/4/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Asian, Cheating, Coercion, Erotica, Male/Female, Monster, Prostitution, Reluctance, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

    nightgown down. Swallowing, he indicated without speaking that she should sit up a little and let him roll onto his back. She was smiling down him. "Now was that so hard?" she said. "Yes." She leaned in for a kiss. After a few more, he kissed her back; her lips were strange and unfamiliar. Her naked breasts pressed against his chest and he put his arms around her, hands settling rather uncertainly beneath her shoulders. Her hair was everywhere; its scent was familiar and he realized she must use the same shampoo Nakia did. Not surprising really, he thought, it's just the cheap kind that's always on sale at the Walgreens. "This stuff is all the same anyway," Nakia always said, never bothering with the pricy, $40 a bottle stuff with the women on the label who looked like— His attention swung back to the present as Amber kissed his bare chest. She slithered down the front of him, keeping her eyes on his as she did. The silky fabric of her nightgown slid against his skin; it felt cool. He heard the thunder outside again, louder this time. He imagined the tiny, fake room as a lifeboat in a stormy sea. James fumbled with his belt buckle but and she helped him shimmy out of his trousers. She leaned over again so that her breasts were just a few inches from his face, cupping them for him. "You like?" He kissed one, just above the nipple. She giggled. He kissed the other, tasting the warm, soft flesh. She pressed his face between them and he tickled the spot there with the tip of his ...
    tongue. She shivered in his arms. He let his hands creep down her back; she was smooth all over. The bulge in his underwear pressed up against the space between her thighs, and when she moved she rubbed back and forth over it. A sense of tightness that had long dwelled right in the center of his chest migrated downward and was, he suspected, seeking the most obvious and immediate outlet. She scooped her head up in her hands, rubbing her naked body over his face, letting his open mouth and tongue wander. The motion of her hips nudged him along, and his hands, explored the curves of her thighs and the sculpted cheeks of her ass. She let out one, honest, genuine moan when he grabbed her there and squeezed, struck with a compulsion that was almost reflexive, and then she was wrapped around him with her mouth on his, her body wriggling in his arms as she pushed into him as hard as she could. They tumbled over each other, James landing on top, Amber positioned beneath him with her thighs open. "Wait," she said, fumbling for a second with a little tea box by the bedside; it was full of condoms. It had been years since he'd had to use one with Nakia and it felt strange. But once Amber's arms were back around him he forgot all about it. He hesitated before pushing into her; should he, really? It's too late to back out now, he thought...and then he realized, no, it wasn't. He could if he really wanted to. He could do whatever he wanted. Everything was up to him. Amber gasped as he slid ...
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