1. Revenge, Pt 11: The Questions


    Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: superkev123, Rating: 83.9, Source: sexstories.com

    said looking up at me, "Did you like that? Did you...did you like hearing about how much of a man you are compared to Mike?" She kissed my cock head, and I felt myself stiffen further. She let out an excited yelp. "Do you want me to tell you how small he is again, Sir?" she said excitedly, as if she'd discovered some great secret. "About how your limp cock is still twice the size of his hard one?" There was something about being compared to him like this that turned me on. It was such an obvious and direct measurement of masculinity, of superiority. I was actually embarrassed at the intense effect it was having on me, and somehow I knew if she kept it up I'd be hard soon. And apparently so did she. "You're so fucking huge, Sir, so much bigger and better than that pathetic little faggot." she said. She was getting more and more excited too. "Even these!" she said, cupping my sack again, "You could fit his whole sack into either one of your balls. Compared to you, it's like he's not even a man. He's like a little boy, with a sad little boy-dick." I grunted with lust as my well used cock filled once again with blood, and jutted out from my body straight and hard. "Oh...fuck." I grunted. She wrapped her both hands around my shaft and licked the remaining few inches that were uncovered, staring into my eyes. I'd never been able to get this hard so many times alone. Three had always been my limit, and even that was rare. My cock looked an angry shade of red, and the thick veins ...
    that kept it alive seemed to be even more prominent. I imagined I could almost see them visibly pumping with blood in time with my pounding heart. I was sore, and tired, but I was hard. In an instant the wonderful tranquillity was gone, replaced with a surprising and powerful lust. My cock needed to be pleasured, right that second. I rose up to my knees and forced my cock into her mouth, barely pausing to thrust downwards against her tongue before carrying on into her waiting throat. "Fuck." was all I could say as the pleasure filled my mind. It was so intense, I was so sensitive. But it wasn't enough. I started to fuck her throat fast and hard, harder than I ever had. She began to moan with lust, but I barely heard her. I just pumped my hard shaft into her over and over, losing myself in the mindless pursuit of my pleasure. I could feel her saliva coating my balls, and where I was holding her face I could feel more of her tears of discomfort. I closed my eyes and grimaced as I felt an unusual frustration. I grabbed her hair hard and began to really pound into her, grunting with exertion at every thrust. My balls were colliding with her chin so rapidly that it almost hurt, but it still wasn't enough. I needed her pussy. I quickly pulled out of her mouth, causing her to inhale too sharply and begin to cough. With the grip I still had on her hair, I dragged her forwards and pressed her face against the bed, maintaining my grip as I lined my cock up with her pussy, and plunged into ...
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