1. Sweltering Score


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: ladyofglenkirk, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    your skirt. The feel of the cold steel against your thighs and the muzzle grazing that spot already hot and throbbing for him makes you shiver. “You scared of it?” “No.” The word flies out of your mouth before you can think, and you know it’s a lie. You are scared of it, but the danger is turning you on so much you don’t even think twice. “Is it loaded?” Jack laughs. “What the fuck is the point of a gun that ain’t loaded?” He speeds off toward your place. He’s way over the limit and driving like he’s in the middle of a car chase. You’re sitting with a vial of coke in your bra and a loaded gun shoved up your skirt. You should be worried but all you can think about is getting him inside and letting him fuck you half blind. He parks in front of your place and turns to you, reaching up into your skirt and grabbing the gun. He smiles as he tucks it back in his pants. “Mmm, nice and warm,” he says. You just smile and exit the car, swinging your hips as you walk to the door. Once inside, you pull the vial out of your shirt and set it on the coffee table, next to the mirror and the rolled up twenty already in place. Jack throws the gun on the table and grabs the bottle of whiskey from the kitchen, taking a hard swig and watching you as you cut a few lines. You are standing with your back to him, bent over as you work. You know your ass is showing. You know he likes it. You are nearly done cutting the lines when you hear him approach you from behind. He runs two thick fingers from ...
    your clit up the crack of your ass, tracing the line of your thong, and you jump a bit, shaking the mirror and knocking some of the powder out of place. He hisses when he feels how wet you are already. “ Fuck, girl. You’re ready for it.” You turn to him and smile, motioning to the mirror. “Look what you made me do.” He slaps your bare ass, hard. “Fuckin’ fix it then.” You do as he asks and hand him the rolled up twenty. “Ladies first,” he says, but there is nothing gentlemanly about the look on his face. You start to kneel to snort a line but he stops you. “Do it standing up. I like the view.” You bend over at the waist and he grabs your hips hard, pulling your bare ass into him. You can feel his cock hardening as you take down the two thin lines you’ve cut for yourself. You snort back, savoring the drip before running a finger over the residue and gumming it. You hand him the twenty, but he just shakes his head. You’re confused. “You don’t want any? It’s good shit.” “Oh, I want some.” He grabs your shirt and rips it straight off you before unclasping your bra with one hand. “Lie down.” You lie on the couch and he grabs the vial, tapping out a messy line across one of your tits. He forgoes the rolled up bill and sticks his nose right up against your skin, snorting as much as he can off you before lapping up the rest. He takes your nipple into his mouth and sucks it hard, swirling his tongue around to lick up every bit before taking it between his teeth. He bites down with just ...
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