1. Sherry, The Story Teller Pt. 2


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

    back, she closed her eyes, savoring the taste and sensation that rose through her body, then, gazing into his eyes, sat down on his lap and started grinding herself against Angelo's bulge. As the growing lust between them grew in intensity, he grabbed her ass, and, remembering how she felt riding Ginger and rubbing herself against the pommel, started grinding harder, sliding up and down, her breathing heavier, moving faster, her body tensing, getting closer to exploding in a huge orgasm, the first of many she wanted, and shouted, “Oh my God” as her body moved faster, harder, “Ohhhhfuck! I'm cumming!”She rode him faster, harder, then shuddered as an overwhelming orgasm swept through her. She came hard and collapsed on Angelo, crushing her breasts against his chest, but knowing she had to do something more to turn this rich man who wanted to buy her farm, into her farmhand, slid off his legs and onto her knees, then lowering the zipper on his slacks, pulled out his hard cock and smiling, said, “I want some dessert.” I stopped when Angelo rolled onto his back, spreading his legs and started moving his hand up and down his bulging cock which made me know my story was getting him where I wanted him, and knew this was my chance to escape his lust, though I have to admit, watching him turned me on even more than my story. “You like my story, don't you?” “I'm so fucking hot I can't stand it.” He reached for me but I slapped his hand away and said, “Good. Jerk off for me. I want ...
    to watch!” When he lowered his bikini underwear and his hard cock stood straight up and she saw how large it was, it was all she could do not to lean over him and swallow it, but resisted and watched his hand move faster and faster, his eyes closed, his body tensing, but then he reached for her and tried to roughly push her onto her back. “No,” I shouted and pushed him away. “Keep going....Jerk of for me.” Watching him, I moved my hand between my legs and shoved two fingers into my wet pussy and within a minute of intense thrusting, our eyes fixed on each other, we both exploded, his body shaking, then stiffened as white gobs shot out of him into the air and onto his stomach, while I convulsed in a huge orgasm, screaming, then smeared my breasts with what poured from me. I lay back on the pillow and looked up at the billowing cloth above me, panting and thinking, wow that was ho t, glad that my story had accomplished its goal and I'd be able to sleep. “Let's get some sleep,” I said, facing him and saw his chest heaving, his eyes closed as he came down. “Damn, that story got to me. You're a wild story teller. I like that.” “You ain't heard nothing yet,” I said, between breaths. “I've got a wicked imagination.” “You do, do you?” he said. I moved towards him and kissed his cheek, his forehead, his ear and whispered, “You'll find out how wicked I can be if I stay here and write. Now let's get some sleep.” I couldn't believe this was me talking and behaving like this, but I was ...
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