1. The Plumber's Daughter


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.6, Source: sexstories.com

    just think it?” he asked. “No, you have to talk dirty.” “I want you to lick and suck, my cock, you hot and sexy Spitfire.” “That’s it Stud, keep it up, just be yourself, my Knight, don’t hold back.” “No holds barred, Marie?” He asked holding me in place with his right around my waist while stroking my wet pussy with the fingers of his left. “Oh yes, that feels so good… so good, keep it up!” “Your plump little cunt belongs to me now, Marie. I can smell your hot musky woman’s scent when you are in heat like this. Like a bitch in heat, dripping with estrogen.” I was thinking, ‘My god, I can’t believe that he just said that to me, or the way he said it, the inflection in his voice. He has me tingling all over. Will he make me do it here on the floor? I was thinking that we would do it in the bedroom.’ Patrick’s eyes were a different shade of grey now, like clouds gathering for an impending storm. Not quite as dark, but hinting to what would come next. Patrick grabbed my hair and tugged, pulling my head back. He looked deep into my eyes, “You will suck on my cock and then swallow for teasing me, bitch. This hairstyle is cute on you, but is not what I prefer. A cock sucking bitch’s hair should be much longer.” My god, he was getting me even more aroused. I can hardly stand it. I could actually feel my juices dripping down my legs…well I asked for it. He took a few steps back releasing my hair. He then said, “Undress me, little bitch. You will keep your eyes closed.” I stepped ...
    forward closing my eyes. I reached up and took his face in my hands. I kissed his mouth like he kissed me, long and deep. I opened one eye to peek, and he gave my ass a hard slap saying, “No peeking.” I liked it though. Patrick can be so domineering and forceful. Maybe that is why I am fascinated with him. Here was a man who can actually handle me. Not that I would push that issue for its own sake. I might not like the outcome. I started with his heavy leather black belt, unbuckling it. I then unbuttoned the copper button of his blue jean so that I could pull out his blue chambray shirt that was tucked. I unbuttoned the shirt and took it off of him, dropping it to the floor. As I ran my hands over his hard arms and shoulders, I could feel that he was not wearing a tee shirt. I then ran my hands over his hard chest and stomach, kissing my way down. Patrick had a clean, masculine smell devoid of heavy aftershaves or colognes that many men favor. I was down on my knees when I unzipped his jeans and pulled then down over his ankles for him to step out of; next his socks and finally his boxer shorts. His hard cock was huge. “You will get a washcloth and wash me first,” he said, “don’t worry about getting the floor wet, just soap my cock good and then rinse well.” It was so erotic washing him, and thoughtful on his part. I soaped his big cock as he ordered and rinsed it clean with the washcloth. I dried it with a towel while Patrick ran my fingers through my hair. I dropped the towel on ...
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