1. Megan’s Transformation Into A Hotwife - Part 3


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Kee4Fun, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    upright organ. Each of his thumbs and forefingers grasped a nipple, hard. He twisted and stretched them, the pain and pleasure streaming through me, competing with each other. I threw my head back, “Lord, you have me in an enthralling limbo! Take me—use me—fuck me—breed me—just get me off! I need to cum!” His hands moved to my hips. He raised me until his cock, wet from my juice, fell back between my lips, perfectly poised below my opening. Slowly, he let me down on it. Once again I felt the wonderful stretching as he gradually penetrated deeper and deeper into me. “Ohh my fucking god! Yes, yes, that is what I need!” I shouted. “I love that huge, black fuck-stick!” Impaled on him, my hips started quickly moving back and forth. My clit was rubbing against him as his cock moved deep inside me. My legs started trembling first; I could not have stopped them if I wanted to. Then the orgasm shook my whole body. “God damn, Derreck! Damn, damn, damn. Hold me tight. Tighter! I can’t believe it; I can’t believe I am so fucking affected by you.” I felt his muscles change, as if he was going to move, “Don’t you move! Not one fucking little bit, until I say it is okay.” “Can I talk to George?” he asked. “Yes, you can talk to George,” I said petulantly. “George, do us a favor. Go in the bedroom and see that the bed is ready. I want to carry her in there.” Off he went and was back shortly. “Everything is ready for you,” he reported. “Thanks, George,” and to me, he said, “Hang on tight, we ...
    are moving locations.” Up I went, arms and legs locked around him, prodigiously and wonderfully speared. On our way to the bed, he said, “By the way, thanks for the great BJ. You are really quite good at that, probably the best I have ever had.” I started giggling, “Maybe I should add that to my resume. With the right boss, it would get me the job for sure.” We entered the bedroom. George was in a chair in the corner of the room. Derreck held me tight as he slowly laid me on my back, still deep in me. I happily let my arms and legs flop to the bed. He stayed upright, between my legs, and gradually began to withdraw from my coochie, as he sometimes called it. “No, no, don’t pull out! I just got you in there,” I said, with dismay. “I want to do something else first.” Seeing my consternation, he went on, “Don’t worry, it involves orgasms for you, and fun for us both.” I relaxed, determined to leave things in his control. So far, everything had worked out very well with him in charge, well... mostly in charge. He began a soft, slow, gentle patting of my clit with his hard shaft. The sensation was fantastic. Quick, little thrills of fiery passion surged from my pussy. I closed my eyes and reveled in every stroke. At first, I did not really perceive the increase in the speed and strength of his pats. But soon, my little thrills became bigger thrills, as his pats became slaps. My body reacted. I was breathing quicker. The thrills became wanton, carnal sensations, running through my ...
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