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Stroking Midnight

Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

little cheating slut,” he gasped, seizing me around the hips. Catching me off guard, he spun me around, making me squeal with surprise. “Ryan, what are you doing?” I cried. I latched onto Chase’s forearms, shocked as Ryan bent me forward, spreading my ass cheeks with his hands before pressing his tongue against my asshole, feeling the drops of cum on his lips before sliding his tongue aggressively into me. I gasped, from the surprise and shear pleasure of feeling him work his tongue inside my slippery and sore little hole that had just been ravaged by Chase’s cock. “Oh my god,” I gasped, my breath caught in my throat. I could feel him sucking the cum out of my asshole as I leaned into Chase. Ryan was depraved and primal in his efforts, as though seeking to share in the madness of what had just happened in whatever way he could. A smile passed between Chase and I, and he leaned in to whisper into my ear. “Looks like you’ve finally put him in his place.” “Almost…” I smiled at Chase and impulsively pressed my lips against his, sensuously kissing him, as my boyfriend licked his cum out of my ass. But now that his hands were freed, Ryan’s hands were all over me, sliding into the wetness between my legs. “Such a fucking little slut,” he murmured over and over, lost in his own haze of shock and arousal. “I can’t wait to fuck you.” Yet something in me had moved beyond the moment we had just shared. Seeing Ryan’s eagerness for me somehow failed to excite me. It was definitely the ... reaction I had hoped for. But the reaction was several years too late. His realization of what we could have shared together did little to appease me. Finally I pulled away from him. “What are you doing?” Ryan cried in surprise. I sighed heavily; and then moved away from him, picking up my silver New Years dress from off the floor and slipping it back on. I was silent for a moment, recognizing the significance of the moment. Chase quietly got dressed, watching the final scene unfold. “I’m leaving you, Ryan,” I said finally. “What?” I smiled. “This was fun. And thanks for indulging me. But I think we both know the ride stops here.” “B..b..but… you got your revenge. I fucked up, and you got even with me! I thought that’s what you wanted… so that we can move on together?” “I thought that’s what I wanted too,” I admitted. “But I guess I want more. You know… New year, new Erica. And with that comes new expectations.” “What about a new beginning for us?” “This is a new beginning for us,” I reasoned. “It’s just that we’ll be doing it apart.” I looked at the pathetic sight, his legs still tied to the chair in the same way that my heart had once been tied to him. My now ex-boyfriend seemed more shocked than he’d been even at the beginning of the torrid sex scene we’d just enjoyed. I winked at him. “How does that old song go, Ryan? “ I smiled sadly as I went to the bedroom closet and opened the door, picking up the suitcase of belongings I had packed earlier that morning. I sang the words ...