1. Sweltering Score


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

    enough force to make you cry out, and he growls as he pulls up a bit before letting go. “You want another?” “You know I do.” He repeats his actions on the other side and, by the time he’s through, you are aching for him. When he brings his head up, his face is covered in blow and you pull him back down to you. “Wouldn’t want this to go to waste.” You lick under his nose and make your way to his lips, dragging your tongue across the top, then the bottom. His lips are parted just slightly, and he’s breathing heavy against you. He loses patience and grabs you hard by the hair, crashing his mouth into yours as he lays himself on top of you. You open your mouth up to him and he kisses you deep, his tongue swirling around yours as he reaches down between your legs. He pulls out of the kiss, dragging a little bit of your lower lip as he goes, and raises himself off you. “Stand up.” You do and, as soon as you’re upright, he reaches under your skirt and tears your panties right off you. He yanks your skirt down to your ankles, and you’re left standing completely naked as he reaches down and runs his fingers hard and fast over your dripping cunt. “Shit, yeah. You’re ready.” “Give it to me, Jack.” “What, this?” He grabs your hand and puts it on his cock, throbbing through his pants. “Is this what you want?” You bite your lower lip and nod. He smiles and rips his shirt off, leaving just the chain. He’s so fucking cut and you can’t take your eyes off his muscles. You run your free hand ...
    over his rippling chest. “You are so fucking hot. Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me hard.” He pulls down his pants and boxers in one motion. His cock pops up and you lick your lips at the sight of it–it’s thick and veiny, just like those fucking arms of his. He swings you around and throws you against the arm of the couch, bending you over with a hard shove and spreading your legs with his knee. You can’t help but look over at the gun sitting on the table, barrel pointed straight at you. He follows your gaze. He knows what you’re looking at. He moves toward the table and picks up the gun. “You like this, don’t you?” You nod. Your eyes dart between his cock and the gun, and he laughs. You flash a wicked smile at him. He knows what you want. You never knew you wanted it, but now it’s all you can think about. He moves back behind you and rubs his cock up and down your entrance. You push back into him, wanting him to fill you up and fuck you senseless. When you feel the cold steel touch the small of your back and move up your spine to the back of your head, you buck back even further and moan. “You want it like this, don’t you, you crazy bitch.” “Yes. Oh, yes.” He pushes into you, slow at first, hissing as he feels you take him inch by inch. When he presses the gun hard to the back of your head, you feel yourself gushing around his cock and he slams into you to the hilt. “Oh fuck. You are so fuckin’ tight.” He grabs your hip with his free hand, his rough fingers digging into your skin, and ...
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