by Amanda Gray
THE STORM WITHIN THE STORM
The lightning flashed and she jumped in fright.
Poor thing, I thought, as I smiled at her and motioned for her to free my hands. She looked at me quizzically while I still held my hands out to her. She got up off her knees and sat in the chair. She had some nerve, using her little teenage tactics on me. She stopped.
“Jay come here, why’ve you stopped?”
She got up and slowly walked towards me, naked in all her thick glory except for her lacy red panties. She planted a light kiss on my lips, then my neck. She keyed me open and I began to slowly remove her panties as I looked directly in her eyes and she looked directly into mine. I slid my finger all the way up into her moistness. She groaned and twitched and I buried my face in her pussy and her moan got thicker, then she grabbed my head. She loved it, I could tell, I licked her fast and kept working my finger in her hole. Inside felt so wet.
She gyrated on my finger and started screaming “Ahhh! Argh! Ah Shit!" And she sex cries drove me wild.
I grabbed a handful of her sweetly plump breast and devoured the nipple. I kept sucking and pinching her nipple. As soon as her head fell back with her eyes closed I released her breast and went back downtown on her. I gently nibbled on her clit. I rubbed my whole face in her juices. I was like a ravenous mad man. I feasted on her lovely drenched pussy, shoving my tongue deep down within her, swallowing all the juices her slit made. Every time I swallowed the juices her pussy glazed my tongue with it was like I could feel my body thanking me from rescuing it from dehydration. Fuck I loved the taste of her juices, I couldn’t have enough.
Jaylien bucked her hips and I felt her walls convulsing. I removed my tongue, slid in two fingers and massaged her inside, concentrating on stimulating her g-spot with my two fingers. She felt that my sweet tongue and warm mouth was lifted off her swollen stiff pleasure zone. Her pleading eyes shot up at me. I ignored her stare and started kissing her stomach above her navel. If she wanted to act grown, she would need to ask me like a grown woman to ease her turmoil, beg me to put her fire out.
Rain came like bullets on the roof and her stare bored me like bullets too. I kissed in the round hollow of her soft navel, pinched her ass, flickered my tongue over her perky tits and circled her areolas with my velvety smooth tongue. My tongue was moist against her. Her eyes rolled back and closed and she mouthed something. I pretended I didn’t hear.
I put my forefinger right at the entrance of her little slit and made tiny circles, and squares and squiggles, this seemed to frustrate her more. She made a throaty moan.
“Mhhmm.” Her eyelids fluttered, then she tightly doubled her lip, pursed it into her mouth and then sexily bit on her underlip.
She reached down with a hand and tried to guide my fingers deep into her dripping honey but I jerked my hand back and asked her what it was. She didn’t answer but I could see the hesitation in her face. She didn’t know how to beg. I looked at her and gruffly asked,
“What do you want?”
“You Sir, I want your cock inside my hole please!”
I couldn’t bare it any more. The thunder clapped and I wondered for a brief moment if the roads could have possibly been as wet as her pussy at this moment.
WETTER THAN A STORM
Seemingly in response, she asked saucily, smacking her lips in the process,
“So you’re going to give me that big fat cock or what?!”
Hmm, this little girl was much bigger than I thought. It was settled. I lifted her up before she could think and rammed my big veiny cock all the way to the hilt in her pussy. She didn’t even expect it’s so sudden. Her whole body was in fright. I withdrew my cock and just looked at her. She stared back at me.
“Don’t tease me please. Fuck me. Fuck me good.”
I circled the head of my cock on her pussy lips, she shoved her hips forward onto my bareback cock and before she had even expected it I shoved my thick naked cock to the hilt in her, piercing its way far down to the back of her narrow pink passage. Her eyes popped open wide and I could see the glossiness from involuntary tears. My cock was too big and hurting her.
“Move slowly in it.” She begged before I had even made another hard stroke.
I enjoyed the sight of her thick thighs and between them, she wasn’t thin, she could easily weigh one hundred and seventy pounds and her plump pussy was the living proof of that.
She tried to move her waist but flinched in pain. I told her to wrap her legs around me and relax and she willingly obliged.
I stood with my legs wide so I wouldn’t get tired too easily and braced into and through her flesh. She started to make low throaty moans. I lifted her up and continued to fuck her pussy while I balanced her in the air. I walked to the bedroom with her legs still wrapped around me as I went through the door and rest her back against it. I spread her legs and kept hoisting her up and down in the air on my cock. My shaft glistened with her juices. I wanted to suck her dry again. My cock was sliding more smoothly into her and now she was just waiting for me to send my cock into her she was fucking me too as I fucked her. Her moans were getting loud and ugly.
“You like that?” I teased, but she didn’t respond.
Her face was twisted into a different expression with each stroke I gave her. I could see tears welled up in her eyes but Jaylien deserved every bit. What did she think was going to happen handcuffing me in this Category four hurricane? Hurricane damaging properties or her pussy thoroughly fucked.
I walked her towards my bedroom and as the juices flowed, so did her tears. Her screams along with the sounds of the heavy rainfall were heavenly.
"Put me down! My pussy is burning!" She begged.
I ignored her plea and kept fucking her thoroughly and deep, all my strokes full length and hard. She had been a bad girl and now her pussy must pay. Pity-talk was going to stop the next thing coming. I put Jaylien’s back up against the now closed room-door and I did fuck her peppery. She begged, complaining how her legs were hurting but I couldn't stop. I coaxed her and mumbled unintelligibly how I loved her sweet tight pussy and told her,
“Stay steady, be a big girl. Take all this cock.”
She spread her legs wide open. Damn that pussy was wet but had so much grip. She was clenching her vaginal muscles in a way that made my knees shook, literally. She gyrated and writhed in pleasure. She scratched my back and bucked wildly as if she was about to cum. She was shrieking in her sing song high pitched voice now and that’s when I knew for sure she was enjoying it just as much as I was.
“Oh God Sir! Take your time! No, don’t stop! Fuck me harder! Ahhh!” she hissed.
I moved over to the bed after much confused wailing from her and told her to lie flat on her stomach and put her fat round ass in the air. She did as she was told without me having to repeat anything. I loved a submissive partner.
“Good girl.” Nineteen, with broad sweet hips, shapely curves, she looked perfect raising her ass in the bed. I got ten times harder and my cock twitched so hard and tight. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks apart for me. I saw a peek of her pink pussy lips from standing behind her. Fuck, I was so damn hard. Her eye candy position flung me into the horniest rage a man could feel in his cock. I had to quench my rage.
She looked over her shoulder innocently and in a raspy sexy voice purred,
“Sir, will you come on, put all of that cock inside me. Hard.”
A loud thunder clapped inside my body.
“I’m a grown girl now, I love it hard, fuck me hard please. I want you hard and rough.”
Her wish was my desire.
HEATED
The sight of her pink slit made me ravenous. My mouth watered but I sunk my cock in her without care and fucked her mercilessly while kissing the nape of her neck and her back. My balls slapped against her pussy each time I buried my unsheathed dick inside her. Oh how that slapping steady beating sound turned me on. We were here, in my master bedroom and I was fucking her senseless.
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She laid still with her ass in the air creating a perfect arch.
"Don't move!" I commanded while I pulled all my nine and a half inches out of her and walked towards the sitting room. My cock rigid and waving like an iron flag in front of me made me feel dazed. I turned the TV all the way up and picked up the cuffs and her favourite vibrator. I made my way back to her and decided to generously serve her a dose of her own medicine. She was still in the same position.
I made yet another mental note about how beautiful she was.
"Good kitty" I said.
I unexpectedly cuffed her legs together. It alarmed her because she didn’t expect it the least. She couldn't move and I pushed the toy all the way up in her pussy filling her up. She screamed as I fucked her hard with the gritty rubber imitation cock, massaged her clit with my thumb and slapped her ass cheeks till they were pink.
"Do you love your Ty?”
“Yes. Yes.” She replied.
“I need you to say it louder.” I wanted to really hear her voice because the moans of the porn stars on the plasma were much louder than her soft voice.
She said nothing. I threw the dildo aside and let her have my cock. All of it, no mercy in penetrating her.
She was saying something. I didn't respond, she kept whimpering and I squatted over her ass, held on to her love handles and fucked her with all my might. Her legs stayed in place, giving me the perfect angel and access.
"Tyrone I love you! O God, Ty fuck my pussy! I’m going to cum! Shiiiiiid!" She started screaming on the top of her lungs and I could feel her pussy pulsating.
She came hard screaming "Oh fuck Sirrrrr!!!" and that drove me over the cliff and as I pulled out I came all over her gaping asshole and ass cheeks.
After about thirty seconds in the position I stepped off the bed and unlocked the cuffs. She tried to stand but her legs wobbled like a new born sheep. She held on to the antique wooden chair by my bed for support and I asked if she was fine. A barely audible yes was heard.
I lifted her and brought her to the shower and made a mental note that the warm water would do justice for her, having flash backs of the ordeal, I’d prepare a meal for us both I said to myself but as I collapsed on my crumpled white cotton sheets I only had one thought in mind. My stepsister has grown up, so plump so sexy and her sex was out of this world. She smiled looking pretty pleased and innocent, gave me a soft kiss on my cheek and my dick started growing instantly.
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EXCERPT from - GANG ROMANCE SHORT SEX STORIES EROTIC BUNDLE
The next day at work he pulled Jamal, Tyrone and Kevin to the side and whispered his request. “I have something I need to ask you. It’s a bit strange, but please, give it some thought and even if you refuse, I beg you to be discrete.”
Jamal folded his arms across his chest. “I’m listening.” He was the largest man on the site, both in height and muscle mass.
Doug felt small next to him. Even more so given the current topic of cuckolding him. “Would the three of you consider participating in a gangbang?”
“Who are we banging? You?”asked Tyrone.
“No, no. Not me. My wife.”
Kevin laughed. “You want the three of us to fuck your wife? And what will you be doing?”
“Watching, I guess. And if you agree, it won’t just be the three of you. It’ll be eight in all.”
“You’re going to sit there and watch eight guys fuck your wife?” asked Jamal.
Doug felt so small.
“That’s some sick shit,” said Tyrone.
“I’m in,” said Kevin.
The other two looked at him. He shrugged. “Have you seen his wife? That bitch got ass for days.”
Jamal nodded. “Good point. I’m in too.”
Tyrone grinned. “I wouldn’t miss this shit for nothing.”
When Doug walked away from him, his hand was shaking. He’d risked trusting them with his secret and it all worked out. But he had to admit, he’d been so nervous.
A week before the gangbang, Doug gathered all eight men together and laid out some rules for them. “First off, no . . . Download this story and continue reading now . . . FREE for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members
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Table of Content
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 1
Doug watched in silence as Isabel slept. She was so peaceful. Her ample bosom slowly rose and fell with each breath she took. Her dark lashes rested against her cheeks in contrast to her pink pouty lips. All too soon, light shone in through the window of their cozy family home and her eyes fluttered open. She smiled at him.
“Morning sweetheart.”
“Were you watching me sleep? I told you that’s creepy.”
He ran his finger across her cheek. “I can’t help it. When I look at you, all I can think about is how lucky I am to have you.”
Isabel blushed, pushing his hand away. “You’re such a charmer.”
She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
Doug asked from the other room, “Your birthday’s coming up, have you given any thought to what you’d like.”
Isabel poked her head out the bathroom, an electric toothbrush in her mouth. He made out her words even with the toothbrush obstructing them. “Yes, but you’re going to say no.”
“Why? Is it expensive?”
“No, not really. Well that depends, actually.”
“Oh what?”
“Where you get the volunteers?”
He chuckled. “Want your own fire department.”
Isabel came out of the bathroom, smelling minty fresh. She straddled him, which told him she was about to say something he couldn’t like. She always distracted him with her sexy bod when she had unpleasant news to deliver and most of the time it worked.
“Don’t say no right away. Just give it some time and think about it, okay?”
He quirked a brow. “You’re scaring me here.”
“It’s nothing scary. I just want to be gang banged by at least eight guys.”
He sat up in bed. “Are you serious? You want to be fucked by eight guys in a row?”
“At least eight.”
“I don’t know about this Isabel.”
“It’s a fantasy of mine, and I really want to do it. Don’t say no off the bat, give it some time and let the shock wear off, okay?”
He nodded. “Okay, I’ll think about it.”
Doug didn’t say much during breakfast. He was lost in his own thoughts. He kissed Isabel on the cheek and headed off to work. He worked construction, so it wasn’t the best place for him to be distracted. But he was.
Isabel was a sexy woman with an adventurous spirit,
and their open marriage led to some nights he would never forget, but this was a bit extreme. He wasn’t sure he could watch a gang of guys use and humiliate his wife.
“Did that drywall arrive yet?”
Doug jumped at Mike’s voice. “Huh? What? I’m not sure.”
“Where the hell are you man, ‘cause you sure aren’t here.”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
Mike shrugged and started to walk off. He was in his late twenties with dusty blonde hair. Construction suited him. He had lots of lean muscle. They’d been friends for years.
“Mike, wait up. I need to ask you something. What do you think about gang bangs?”
Mike grinned. “You offering?”
CHAPTER 2
Doug sighed. “This is serious. Isabel wants to have a gang bang and I don’t know what to do.”
“Wow, that’s hot. I say go for it.”
“That simple, huh?”
“As far as I can see, yeah. Why not figure out what’s bothering you about it and just deal with those issues. That way you can both get what you want.”
Doug patted his shoulder. “Thanks man.”
“If you really want to thank me you’ll let me be one of the guys.”
Doug considered it. He knew Mike would listen to him and in the end wouldn’t try to run off with his wife. They trusted each other. “That works for me.”
“Sweet!” Mike fist pumped the air. “When are we doing it?”
“In a couple weeks, this is for her birthday.”
He spent the rest of the day mentally composing his terms that he would present to Isabel once he got home.
He arrived back at the house before she did, so he put on dinner. When she got off work, she found him in the kitchen and sniffed the air. “Dinner smells great. You’re going to say no, aren’t you?”
