1. Deryk: Be Careful What You Wish For......


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Extreme, Gay, Incest, Monster, Oral Sex, Rape, Violence, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    fluid around and around just the tip of his organ, he began writhing and moaning frantically, his legs flexing and unflexing and his breathing coming in short, sharp gasps. Then, arching his back and letting out a mournful cry, as he writhed about in the cradle of my arms, his organ fired a powerful jet of creamy white cum high across his furry chest, hitting himself on the chin. Then another great jet shot out and over his shoulder, hitting the pillow; and another, this time in a great arc, hitting himself in the centre of his chest; and yet another, and another……. His furry chest became streaked with white jism, as he collapsed in a great gasp of relief and fell instantly asleep. Cleaning him up, I took off my own clothes and curled-up beside him, pulling the duvet over us both. As I lay there in the moonlight from the window, feeling his warm body and his gentle breathing, I pondered the events of the last few hours. Was this really Deryk, MY Deryk? How could it be? I fell asleep. Suddenly I was awake and aware of movement. It was Deryk, and he was sitting astride me. Against the icy blue moonlight from the window, all I could see was his silhouette but he seemed to be well recovered all of a sudden. He loomed over me. “Now; this is where it gets different,” he growled, ominously. My heart was pounding in my chest and all the warmth I had felt for him was gone. In its place was fear – sheer terror. God, what had I done? I knew nothing about him but some “cock-and-bull” ...
    story that no-one else would have believed and yet I had brought him into my home. He leaned forward and grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head, he then added, menacingly, “I’m gonna fuck your brains out!” He was strong; very strong. I was helpless as I lay on my back, with him astride my legs, my hands manacled together in the grip of one hand around my wrists. In the moonlight, and against his silhouette framed by the window, all I could see was the terrifying whites of his eyes – and the pink flesh of his erect tool. It seemed bigger than I remembered it, much bigger. With his free hand he began to flip me over, to take me from behind I guess, but I was slippery with the sweat of anxiety pouring from my body and I twisted back to face him. “Oh No,” I said defiantly, “If I’m going to be raped, I’m going to see the man who does it.” “Please yourself,” he said, gruffly, “It’s all the same to me,” and he yanked my legs up in front of him and over my chest. The dark form of his face then appeared between my legs, as he pressed against the back of my thighs, my feet over his shoulders. He had released my hands but now his hands were behind my knees and the sheer weight and strength of him on top of me still had me pinned to the bed and I thought, “Don’t fight him; it’ll only make it worse; just give-in to him.” I felt the wetness of his now massive organ pressing against my hole, barely a moment before he plunged into me and let out a deep growling sigh as his weapon burst ...
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