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Sherry, The Story Teller Pt. 2

Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

carpet, down the hall and just before I reached the bathroom to lock myself in, he tackled me and pounced on my back as I tried to crawl away. His weight on me made it impossible to move, though I squirmed and felt his hard cock against my ass. Somehow I found the strength to buck him off of me and crawl away. He grabbed my ankle and tried holding me, but I squirmed away, out of breath and frightened, found the strength to laugh. I don't know how. But he laughed, too. “ That was fun, wasn't it?” I said, suddenly changing the mood. “ I've never met anyone like you,” he said, gasping for air. “ You never will....that's why you should let me stay here. It will be fun and I can tell you stories that will blow your mind. Don't you want to find out if Sarah makes him her farmhand?” Just then, he stood up, reached for my hand and brought me to my feet, then surprised me with his arms embracing me in a way that made me melt into his chest. For the first time, I felt his tenderness and don't know what I felt by the sudden change, except I was confused. With his arms around me, he lowered his hands to my ass and I could feel his fingers through the thinness of my tight cut-offs, but there was something in his touch that was gentle and soothing, not seductive. He smiled.“Come back to bed, Sherry and tell me the rest of the story.” His voice was different, softer, sweeter, and I was bewildered. It didn't sound like Angelo. My guard went up as I crawled back into bed and leaned against ... the pillows, but he surprised me when he gathered me in his arms to cuddle. I snuggled against him, my mind spinning, and tried to relax, but couldn't and wondered, What's going on with him? “ So do you want to hear the rest of the story?” I asked. “ Yes. You left off at a very hot place, please, continue.” Still suspicious of how he was behaving and confused by his gentleness, I knew I'd better be careful and moved out of his arms and sat up. He put his hands behind his head on the pillow and smiled, gazing into my eyes. “ Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked. “ Because you're different, challenging. I like that. You make me laugh.” “ Good,” I said. “So you like a challenge.” “ Sometimes. Now get on with your story, my dear.” I closed my eyes, surprised he called me 'dear' and remembered they were going fuck each other's brains out. In bed Sarah started out on top but Angelo pushed her roughly onto her back and got his mouth between her legs and licked and sucked until she grabbed his hair and writhing, erupted in a huge orgasm, and then he pounced on her and gripped her hands above her head, and while her screams filled the room, Angelo yelled, “I'm going to ravish you!”and pounded her into oblivion. They both fell asleep in each other's arms. In the morning, while she showered, he came into the shower and they fucked again under the cascading hot water. After a breakfast of eggs, home fries, toast from homemade bread, Angelo asked, “So how much do you want for the ...