1. Fantasy and Reality


    Date: 8/2/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: mike8253, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    moan. I kept going. “Oh God! Fuck! No! No! Enough!” She rolled her head side to side, suddenly arched her back again, and started to violently shake. “Oh God! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Sandra came again, using whatever strength she had left to rise up on her heels and shoulders to meet my cock thrusts. I came close to shooting my load into her as I pulled my shaft out of her warm canal. I slid the dildo into her still gaping asshole, grabbed the bigger of the two vibrators, turned it on, and held its tip against her clit. Sweat dripped off my nose and chin. My rod rubbed against Sandra’s leg and ass cheek, and the friction was almost enough to make me cum. My hands and fingers were covered with sweat and her juices, making it difficult to hold the toys. She was covered in sweat, her juices, and my pre-cum, making it hard to hold onto her. There wasn’t a look of pain or pleasure on her face, just a blank stare. Sandra lay on her back, hair messy and stuck to her face, tears rolling down her cheeks, nose running, and drool coming out the corners of her mouth. She said nothing, and just lay there with a little crooked smile on her face, blankly staring at me, with her restrained wrists still attached to the head board. I slid the dildo in and out of her ass and held the vibrator on her clitoris. “Oh God! Fuck! Fuck!” She whispered as she arched her back slightly and came again. I slid the dildo out of her ass, but kept the vibrator on her clit until the batteries died. I ...
    threw the dead vibrator onto the floor, grabbed the second, lip stick case size vibrator and held it on her clit. Completely exhausted, Sandra slipped from reality into that place where a woman goes when pleasure overwhelms her being and takes over her soul; where every nerve and fiber is a pleasure organ. She was in that ethereal place, deep in her core, with no awareness of her surroundings. The only thing that mattered now was more sexual pleasure; cumming again; another orgasm. She cared about nothing else. The fresh batteries of the second vibrator caused such rapid and intense vibrations that Sandra quickly came again, and then again, quietly moaning and shivering, as her pussy ran freely with her juices. I needed to cum. I put the vibrator aside and stroked my shaft hard and fast, until I reached that point of no return and the release that my body craved. My orgasm went on and on, and to the extent that I had any control at all, I came all over Sandra’s head, face and tits, with a fair amount of cum landing on the head board. It was wonderful; amazing; powerful; intense; and it was raw and painful, as I shot ribbon after ribbon of hot cum all over Sandra’s upper body. I doubt that she was even aware that I had just cum all over her. I fell back, exhausted, spent, breathing hard and dribbling cum out of my throbbing, listing shaft. Droplets of cum dripped onto my thigh and the bed covers. My balls ached; my cock hurt; the muscles in my arms and legs shook and trembled. ...
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