Christian Sex Story の小説・ストーリー

This story took place the summer after I graduated high school. My girlfriend in high school, her name was Krista, was a very strict born-again Christian. While we would never have actual sex she had no problem with mutual masturbation. This story is about how she unintentionally gave me one of the best summers ever.

"What? No. We had sex, like seven times." "Oh, but my neck." "Well, I might have bitten you a few times, and you loved it." "What?" Christian leaped out of the bed to examine his neck. He sucked in a breath after seeing two marks there, along with a flower and lines. "Christian, I'm sorry. I got carried away, and you allowed me to. I did not know that you were, well. Not you." Christian shook his head, "there is no need to be sorry love."

After almost two minutes of riding his dick, Christian suddenly hugged me and we changed positions, he is now above me while I was lying on the bed. "Fuck! I'm going to cum, Ashton." Christian informed me and plunged his dick deep inside my asshole. Until his screaming and moaning intensified and he could no longer restrain himself. He suddenly cum inside my asshole. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Christian cussed loudly and plunged his huge dick inside my asshole. We both gasped as Christian filled my hole with his semen.

he quips back. I know Christian has figured me out, it's pointless lying or trying to convince him otherwise. I roll my eyes and cleared my throat. “Well?” I hear him exhale deeply. “You're asking the wrong person, Calvin. I have no idea,” My brows rose. “You’ve being with a bunch of women, surely you ought to know a thing or two about them,” I snorted, my voice rising slightly in a pitch. “I only know them well enough in bed, man. I have no interest in other stuff,” he bites out. “Except we're talking orgasms, squirting, on all fours, then count me out,”

I complained. Christian snorted. “If you'd just stayed lying there on your dress like you were supposed to,” he said. I pushed lightly on his shoulder. “Don't even front,” I told him. “You liked having me on top.” “I like a woman who can take control,” Christian admitted, shrugging and looking away from me, almost as though he were afraid to talk about his sexual preferences. But when I thought about it, that would make sense. Probably things just unfolded however they unfolded during his one-night stands, and there would never be a reason to talk about desires for a repeat performance.

That would be huge on my portfolio. “All I’m trying to say is you don’t need Christian, he might have all the money but he won’t have your time. He won’t treat you right and I’m sure the sex won’t even be half as good.” He added as he kept moving towards me Is he kidding me? The sex wouldn’t be half as good? The sex is great! Christian has a blessed manhood and he sure knows how to use it. I know I’ve only tasted him once, but if he wasn’t such a dick to me then I would do it again. He has that effect on me, all he has to do is touch me and my body just responds to him.

I protest. “I know. But that pussy I just fucked is worth more than a thousand dollar.” I give a weak smile. “Okay. Enough with your corny talk. Start going.” Christian smiles back. “Okay ma’am.” He glances at Isaac. “Hey, man! Never cheat on your wife again. It’s not good. It’s a fucking low blow.” Then he opens the bedroom door and leaves. I walk to the bed and let myself fall onto the damp sheets, closing my eyes.

My back arched off the bed as my pussy clenched around his fingers, I opened my legs wifely as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. I cried out his name, trembling violently. When I finally came down, Damion was breathing hard, staring at me with intense guilt mixed with raw lust. He slowly pulled his fingers out of me and sat up, running a hand over his face. “We can’t do this,” he said, voice strained. “You’re my niece. This is wrong. We have to stop before we go too far.” He got out of bed, clearly fighting himself. But I lay there, chest heaving, pussy still throbbing, legs wide open-for him, staring up at him with hungry, desperate eyes.

My inner muscles were spasming, trying to hold onto him as he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in, the sound of our bodies meeting echoing in the quiet room. I felt the climax coming, a massive, body-numbing explosion. My muscles tensed, my pussy milking his cock in tight, frantic pulses as I came, my screams muffled by his mouth as he kissed me, drinking in my release. Richard let out a raw, jagged roar, his own body shuddering as he emptied himself deep inside me, his hot cum filling me to the brim. He gave one final, violent thrust before collapsing against me, his chest heaving.