1. Reclaiming Clarissa


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Domination/submission, Male / Females, Reluctance, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

    pillows woman, your caterwalling is unseemly!” “No!” she pleaded. I pulled from her again. “On your back now woman,” I insisted. “Let me take my pleasure now I have loosed your innards a touch.” I manhandled her around to be flat on her back in the middle of the bed, something I could never have done with cook, and then I spread her leg wide and plunged my member into her once more. This time my member speared her easily. My crotch against her loins, against the nub of her loins from which pleasure flows and oh what pleasure. She kept up a pretence. “Aghhhh, it hurts, you monster!” she complained but I was moving easily inside her now grinding my loins against hers. “Ohhhh,” she gasped, “Oh no please no! You cannot!” she pleaded, “Noooooo,” she gave a despairing wail as sensations overcame her. A moment later I too reached my moment and my member convulsed and flooded her parts with my seed. Gushing and rushing into every nook and cranny. Like cook she tried to escape me but I held her down, kept my recovering member inside her and when a moment had passed he swelled again. “Charles,” she protested, “Let me go!” “No let it sink in,” I said angrily, “I have waited so many years for this!” My member stiffened and I started to grind against her. “Oh no please,” she pleaded, “Not again I can’t bear it,” she exclaimed. But it was not pain that she feared but that her body would betray her again. “Did Pickering ever make you feel like this?” I asked, “Did he ever fill you like I ...
    fill you?” “No!” she protested, “That is not fair.” “No, exactly,” I insisted, “If only you had persevered we might have reached the height of pleasure some many years ago.” “It was agony!”she pretended. “You did not appear to be in distress, quite the contrary,” I opined. “Oh do your worst I am past caring,” she replied and she lay flat and immobile upon the bed. I took her at her word. I slammed into her brutally like I would a whore. But she gasped a few times and then said, “Kindly Charles, stop jabbing, nice and slow,” she urged, “We have plenty of time." and then she said, “Can we get under the bed covers my feet are getting cold?” “Oh if you must,” I agreed and I let her squirm out from under me. She threw open the bedclothes and simply laid in the middle of the bed, and allowed me to join her and pull the bedclothes over us . “You are an animal!” she informed me, “Do your worst.” I ploughed her tenderly for a while. “Charles,” she said quietly, “Kiss me.” “Why?” I asked. “Tell me you love me.” “I don’t,” I explained. “Liar,” she said, “Now do your duty husband and kiss me, and then and only then,you may fill me with your juices again.” “You called me an animal!” I protested. “It is a woman’s perogative to change her mind,” Clarissa informed me. “Why?” I asked. “Because you fill me Charles,” She explained,”And you came to find me and rescue me, and you must love me because you thrill me you animal!” “Clarissa!” I protested, “I brought you to be my whore not my wife!” ...
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