Seven Deadly Sinners

by Dark Angel

  “I’m going to fuck you now,” he says and pulls his fingers out of me.

  I feel his huge cock press into my pussy hole and I moan through the gag. I’m ready to get fucked hard, but he’s moving slowly. He’s dragging out the pleasure. I want to feel it hard and fast; I’m so fucking turned on.

  He thrusts harder. His pace is increasing with each thrust. I feel him go deep inside of me, and then he pulls out. I hear the sound of the lube bottle flip open. I know that sound. It’s easy to spot. I feel the cool liquid being rubbed on my asshole and then I feel his lubed-up cock pressing into my ass. He presses harder. A little more and a little more. He enters my ass.

  “Fuck!” he moans.

  I’m jealous. I want to be able to moan more than what I can do with the gag ball in my mouth. I want to yell out and say his name and talk about how amazing his perfect, thick cock is.

  He pulls out of my ass and I feel something else go into my pussy. It’s not his cock. No, it’s a dildo. There’s a click and then it starts to vibrate. It’s a rabbit. Along with the vibration this one is wiggling. He’s sticking it in my pussy. He pulls my lips apart so that my hole opens up more.

  He shoves it deep inside of me. Then he starts to shove it in and out of my pussy quickly. He stops for just a moment and I feel his cock sliding back into my asshole. He’s double penetrating me with his cock and the vibrator. It feels so good the way both are moving in and out of me. I want to scream out about how fucking amazing this feels. But I can’t and it’s driving me crazy.

  “Do you like this?”

  I nod my head.

  “You like it when I fuck both of your holes?” he asks.

  I nod my head again. I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to do. I can’t talk. And If I try I’ll get punished. Maybe he’s testing me. Maybe he wants to see if I’ll obey his orders.

  “You’re so fucking wet,” he says.

  Both of my holes are stuffed and my clit is being vibrated by the rabbit part of the vibrator. It feels fucking amazing. All of these sensations are going on all at once. It’s driving me fucking crazy. I want to come so fucking bad.

  He starts to thrust his cock in and out of my ass harder and harder.

  “More lube,” he says and pauses. I hear him squirt lube on his cock and my ass. He starts to thrust and gets his cock wet by the lube that gotten all over us. He starts to slide in and out of my ass harder and faster.

  “You like that?”

  I nod my head. I want to touch; I want to be able to yell. I’m going crazy. He’s fucking me and I’m so fucking close.

  “I want to make your pussy come, again, baby,” he says.

  I want to come so fucking bad. I’m so close and the pleasure and sensations that are rushing through my body are driving me crazy. I feel myself getting closer and closer. I’m on the edge now. I want to, need to push through. My legs are tense. My muscles are clenched. And I’m right there on the edge. I feel myself going up. I’m going up; my climax is just right around the corner, a few more thrusts and I’m pushed off the edge. I’m flying over the side. Reaching my climax and floating through the air. It feels so good. My body is going numb, going limp.

  I’m tired but I can still feel him fucking me. He’s going hard, still tearing my holes apart and getting after them. I love it. It feels so raw like I can’t get enough. It feels so fucking dirty. I love the way he’s fucking my asshole. I want to feel him fill it up with his sweet cum. I want him to come for me. I want him to come on me.

  He pulls out of me and I feel him tugging on the handcuffs around my ankles. They come undone and he places them off to the side. He does the same thing to the ones around my wrists. It feels good to have them be free. He removes my blindfold and the gag.

  “I want you to ride me,” he says.

  I love how we can have crazy wild sex and yet he still wants to finish it in a normal position. It makes me feel so much better about him. I bite my lip and watch as he lies down on the bed next to where I was just lying down.

  I move and straddle him, lowering myself down onto his cock. I feel him starting to enter me.

  “Oh fuck,” I moan. “Oh fuck.” I moan louder because now I can finally moan again. I’m so fucking turned on and I’m really feeling myself. I feel sexy as hell whenever I get to be on top or have control in some way.

  Confident as fuck. That’s how I feel right now. I’m grinding my pussy back and forth on his cock, sitting straight up. I can feel the way his hard cock shifts inside of my pussy. It’s so hot the way he's looking up at me right now.

  He’s staring into my eyes, I lean back some, and he places a hand on my breast, right between them. He’s pushing me some as I lean back. His other hand goes to my right hip. He’s helping me grind down on him. He’s helping me get all the pleasure I can out of his hard fucking cock.

  “This feels so fucking good,” I say and inhale sharply. My breathing is erratic. I can’t control it. I can’t focus on anything other than the feeling of his cock deep inside of me.

  I’m rocking my hips back and forth grinding harder on him and bouncing up and down on him. I can feel him all the way deep inside of me.

  “I love the way you're riding me right now. He says. I start to move faster and faster. His nails grip into my hip. They dig in as he helps to move me. It becomes too much and I lean forward. He lets go of me and I put my hands on his chest. I get myself ready to go fast and hard. I’m ready to make myself come hard on him.

  I’m moving my body back and forth hard and fast. So fast that it feels like my arms are going to give out. I reposition them and grab onto his biceps. They’re so hard and so fucking hot.

  “I love your fucking cock,” I moan as I ride him harder and harder.

  “I love your fucking pussy,” he says back, his hands going to my tits and he starts playing with them, squeezing and pulling on my nipples. It’s so fucking hot and the sensation is starting to take over.

  I get chills all over my body. One down my spine causes me to moan loud. I feel my toes curl and my legs get tense. I can feel my body start to react to my orgasm. It’s intense and I’m shaking.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I moan. I’m making my moans loud because I didn’t get to moan much with the gag in my mouth. I WAS WAITING SO LONG FOR IT. I just wanted to come so bad.

  I collapse over on top of Kane who starts fucking me hard. His cock is sliding in and out of me as I’m leaning on top of him, our chests pressed together. His arm is tight around my back and he’s fucking my pussy so hard. I feel every inch of his cock. It feels so good.

  “You’re so fucking hard,” I say in his ear. “Fuck my pussy, fuck it so good,” I say. He starts to thrust himself in and out of me harder.

  “I want to come in your ass,” he says. Then he shifts himself so he can grab the lube. He pours some onto his hand and rubs it on my asshole. He fingers it a little and I wince. It feels good but it hurts too. I feel him stick his cock up to my asshole and he thrusts himself in. It’s hard and rough but it feels so fucking good.

  He's sliding his cock in and out of my asshole. It feels so good and I feel myself starting to get close to another orgasm.

  How can I keep coming all the time? How can my body really handle this? How can I keep coming like this? I don’t understand. My stamina, I noticed, has increased since we've been regularly fucking.

  I think about his cock nonstop and I’m always turned on. I love the way his cock is deep inside of me, and I love that the world actually got to watch us fuck. It’s so fucking hot. Because they don’t’ know that we actually did fuck in that bed on that set. That wasn’t just acting.

  He starts to thrust harder and harder. His cock is filling my ass and stretching it out. Every thrust into it, he’s pushing farther and farther. He’s going so deep inside of me.

  “Don’t stop,” I moan in his ear. “Keep fucking my ass. Fuck it so hard.”

  I want him to come. I want to feel his cock throbbing inside of my
asshole. I want to feel him fill it up and I want to hear him moan my name.

  “I’m gonna come,” he says.

  “Come for me daddy. Oh, fuck me daddy. Please, come for me. Come in my fucking tight ass.” He thrusts harder and harder and suddenly he stops. I can feel his cock throbbing in my ass. He’s coming in it and it feels so fucking good.

  When he’s done he pulls out.

  “That was fucking amazing,” I say as I sit up and roll off of him.

  “Yeah it was. I knew you’d listen to me. I knew you’d be a good submissive.” He grabs my head and kisses me. His mouth tastes like my pussy and it sends a tingle through me. I bite my lip. I’m still turned on. But I’m always turned on when I’m around him. It’s hard not to be. He’s like this drug that I’m addicted to.

  “I fucking love how good you are in bed for me baby,” he says.

  “You’re fucking amazing in bed,” I say back to him. I lay my head on his chest, and my eyes are closing. They're so much heavier than I thought they were going to be.

  I feel myself starting to drift off to sleep.

  Sasha

  “And...ACTION!” The director screams out, his rough voice echoing throughout the whole ballroom. Straightening the front of my dress, I march through the double doors of the room, smiling and shaking the hands of all the extras on set.

  It’s been three months since our contracts were renewed, and now shooting for Manhattan Reign has already commenced. This is actually the first scene, the one that’s going to open the season and dictate the pace.

  To be honest with you, I can’t believe that, after all that happened, Manhattan Reign is still a living thing. We were all convinced that the show was going to be cancelled, but now look at us...critical acclaim, viewership records—we went from being on the verge of being cancelled to transforming into a veritable juggernaut.

  “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” Kane says, his voice booming through the room. Even though he isn’t using a mic, he really knows how to project his voice. “It feels good to have everyone in here. Family, friends, all my loved ones,” he continues, looking around the room and allowing his gaze to linger on me for a long while.

  We’re shooting a scene that’s supposed to be a birthday party for his character, and it’s happening in a extravagant ballroom. The set was terribly expensive but, after renewing the show, the producers decided to go all out with the money they were putting in. As it is, Manhattan Reign is the most expensive series ever on TV.

  “I want to use this occasion to do something I’ve been thinking about for a long time now,” he says, this time his eyes never leave mine. Even though this is his birthday party, the script has a little twist coming: he’s going to propose to my character, Katya.

  “Katya,” he continues, slowly walking across the ballroom as everyone looks at us. Even though I know we’re acting right now, I can’t stop my heart from fluttering inside my chest. We’ve been together for a few months now, and I’m so in love with him that even a fake marriage proposal is enough to make my head spin.

  “From the first time I met you, I knew that my life would never be the same again,” he tells me, now lowering his voice. Reaching for me, he holds both my hands and smiles at me. “I’ve never felt anything like this for anyone...And, deep in my heart, I know that you’re the right woman for me. Whatever the future brings, I want to grow old by your side.”

  Lowering himself on one knee, Kane takes a small box from the inside of his jacket. Raising it up, he then opens it and shows me the golden band tucked in there. “Will you marry me?” he asks me, but I notice that he has dropped my name from his line. He was supposed to say ‘Will you marry me, Katya?’ but I guess he’s just winging it now.

  Slowly taking the ring out from its box, Kane looks up at me and smiles. I’m about to say my line when I notice something out of place in this whole scene. The ring Kane is holding isn’t the one we used during rehearsals, and I doubt the production would change such an important prop without letting me know.

  Narrowing my eyes, I look down at the ring in Kane’s hands and I see some subtle lettering engraved on it. As the light bounces off it, my heart almost stops beating as I realize what’s written there: it’s my name.

  That’s why Kane didn’t say Katya’s name. That’s why he changed the ring we were supposed to be using for the scene.

  Right now, he isn’t acting.

  He’s asking me, Sasha, to marry him.

  “I…” I stammer, covering my mouth with one hand and completely forgetting about my lines. I feel tears start to sing at my eyes, and I just wipe them with the back of my hand. “Do you...Do you really mean it?” I ask him, my voice quivering.

  “I’ve never meant anything so seriously as this,” he whispers, softly holding my hand in his. “If you want this...I’ll be yours, and you’ll be mine.”

  “If I want this?” I whisper, gritting my teeth so that I don’t start crying. “Of course I do!” I let the words flow out of my mouth like a raging river, and I let tears stream down my face as Kane holds my hand steady, sliding my finger into the ring.

  “I love you,” he tells me, and I don’t even give him the time to stand up. I just go for it, bending over and throwing my hands over his shoulders; crushing my mouth against his, I then stumble forward and collapse on top of him.

  Around us, the whole room is applauding and whistling, and I can’t even tell if such a wild celebration was part of the script or not. Either way, real life is never scripted, and just like this moment, it feels so much better.

  “You’re completely crazy,” I whisper into his ear, smiling so hard that I feel the muscles in my face will be hurting for days.

  “I’m crazy for you,” he replies, wrapping his arms around my body as he kisses me again. I have to struggle against the urge to simply have him right here and now, and somehow I manage to get myself back up on my feet.

  “CUT!” the director screams out. I look at him, expecting to see an angry expression on his face, but he seems ecstatic. “I know I tell you guys not to go off script...But this was some world-class acting,” he tells both Kane and I, shaking our hands. “And you guys pulled it off in one single take. Perfect scene.”

  “Well, you know…” Kane replies, laughing. “This wasn’t a scene, it was real.”

  “Real,” I repeat, the happiness rushing through me making me feel as if I’m about to burst.

  “What are you guys talking about?” the director asks us with a confused look, but Kane simply grabs me by the hand and starts dragging me out of the ballroom set and towards the bedroom set. Oh my God.

  We’re going to fuck on camera again.

  In the set that contains Katya’s bed.

  “I’ll explain it to you later…” he tells the director over his shoulder. “Right now...We gotta celebrate. So keep filming.”

  That’s right; a celebration is in order. And I’m thinking of a naked kind of celebration.

  Now this is the life.

  Kane

  Here we are again. We’re about to have sex in front of the cameras again and I’m more than prepared for this scene. I’ve already been through it once and I found the first time fucking Sasha in front of the camera was hot.

  I grab Sasha and press my lips to her lips.

  But I’m about to get married to this amazing woman. I’m so glad she said yes. My heart is full of love. But my cock is taking over. I can feel my cock getting harder. I’m pressing into her and she’s grinding her pussy on me. It’s hot as hell.

  But I really just want to rip her clothes off right now. I want to get deep inside of her. I want to come all over my fiancé. I want to make her come a million times. I want to taste my cum in her mouth. It’s the hottest thing ever to me when she does that.

  “What are you thinking about?” I ask her, whispering it in her ear and feeling her breathing hitch.

  She bites her lip. “I’m thinking about swallowing your cum.” My cock t
witches from the thought of it.

  “Oh yeah? Is that what you want to do?” I ask.

  She nods her head. “Mmhmm."

  “Your wish will be my command,” I tell her. I spin her around and pull her into me. She arches her back against me and my hands begin to explore her body. I’m rubbing them up and down her body. Feeling every inch of her and I grab her tits. I squeeze them hard and she lets out a moan. She’s grinding herself against me and I’m following the motion.

  She’s so fucking hot and I know she’s ready to take my cock.

  She unzips my jeans and pulls them and my boxer briefs down. Then she pulls my shirt off. I do the same to her. Removing her jeans and sexy black thong. Along with her shirt and her bra.

  “God, my fiancé is so fucking perfect,” I say. My voice is full of lust and I can’t help it. I’m so fucking turned on. I want to fuck her so hard. I want to fuck her in both of her holes. I want to make her come. I want to feel her come all over me.

  I take a step toward her and grab her hips. I pull her into me. Our naked bodies are pressed together and she starts grinding her pussy against my hard cock.

  “Do you want it?” I ask.

  She nods her head.

  “Yes,” she whispers in my ear and then she bites my earlobe. A shiver runs through my body. It doesn’t take her to do much to me before I feel like I’m going crazy. I pick her up and move her onto the bed that’s set up on the set for us. She lies back, her legs spread, and I’m staring at her. I just can’t get enough. I want to tear her apart. The way she looks right now, so perfect, ready and open for me. It’s an all-consuming desire that sweeps through me.

  I climb onto the bed and lie down on top of her. I press my cock into her pussy and I can feel how wet she is. I rub my cock along her clit. She arches her back toward me, as if she’s giving me her body. I’m teasing her because I love the look in her eye that she gets.