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Crossing The Street 6

Date: 12/7/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: Noreasonneeded, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

with her, and I stumbled behind her, confused and overheated, denied! I whimpered my helplessness as she dragged me to her bedroom. In a wide swinging motion she pulled me off-balance and flung me stumbling onto the bed. I lifted my head at the last minute to see a shirtless male chest above the covers. I landed face first across the mattress feeling long, lean legs beneath me. "Fuck him!" I heard Dana command. "Now!" I lifted my eyes to see an unkempt and unshaved nervous grin looking back at me. Dana leaped onto the bed beside me and pulled my hair back until my face was angled up to his. "I don't know about this, Dana," the face said. He shifted uneasily beneath me. "Shut up, Jake," Dana snapped, "you wanted a fuck. She's it." Her voiced turned sickly sweet. "Isn't that right, Sonia?" She released my hair and grabbed my hand from the bed and pushed it into the valley of the blankets where his legs met. My palm was on his cock. I gasped and tried to pull away but she held me there. "I- I..." I heard my own stuttering even as my juicing cunt answered the call from my hand. I want it, it chanted slowly, she said I could have it... " Well? Are you gonna fuck him, Sonia?" My brain resisted, images of Mitch in my head, fear of what I was doing, what I was becoming, fear of the overwhelming urge in the pit of my belly, all swirling together, confusing me, warring for attention and foothold. My pelvis pressed against the bed, eager and needy. Dana leaned into my ear and hissed ... softly, quietly, all her terrifying anger evaporated. "Tell him, Sonia. Tell him you want his cock in your wet cunt." My eyes closed as her voice drowned out the warnings in my head. "Ask him to fuck you, hard and long. Tell him how much you want to fuck him." My fears were reduced to a lurking suspicion as her words shifted the balance inside me, and my oozing pussy pulsed with victory. I do want it, I knew. I want him, now, inside me, to make me cum for him. For her! I looked at Dana and our eyes met and held for a long moment as I embraced the scope of what I would do, for her. Yes, I wanted to please her. Yes, I wanted, needed to cum. But I froze there, unable to move forward, unable to run away. And then she leaned into my face and her lips were on mine, hungry and urgent, and oh, I whimpered as I felt her kiss, met her kiss and returned it with all the need and desire I had ever felt, my lips parting, her tongue on mine, in my mouth, delving, dancing and swirling as I kissed my Dana. My Dana! And then her mouth was gone and her face was smiling at me, her dark eyes shining wetly. Had she felt what I'd felt? Did she need me? Want me? "Tell him, baby," she said, the corners of her mouth showing just a tiny curl. That face, that almost smile, told me I could make her happy, make her proud. I smiled back, then turned to Jake. "I want to fuck you, Jake" I stated with all the emotion I felt for Dana. "I want your cock in my wet cunt. I want you to fuck me hard and make me cum." ...