1. The Freak Inside


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    anymore. She touched her bare thighs, lightly raking her fingers upward, lifting the short hem of her aqua party dress above her hips. One hand moved over the shape of her pussy in those still fresh panties. The dull ache of the pounding she’d had felt sublime. Better than the pounding itself, but the pounding was the only way she knew to get there. It reminded her she was alive. It was better than being the senseless, smiling zombie she played the rest of the time. Freeman moved in front of her, blocking her from the empty street. He raised his beefy arms, trapping her between them as he laid his hands on the roof of the car. “It only takes one car to drive by at the wrong time,” he said. “Just one. You came down here and had your little walk on the wild side. Get the rebellion against your perfect life out of your system. Whatever. Maybe you just needed to flip the emotional bird at somebody. You’re probably gonna see things differently once the sun comes up. Get in the car and go home.” She listened to his little speech with her eyes on his chest. Most of what he said was right. Everything except the part about her perfect life. Down here, everything made more sense. Down here, she could rely on the men around her to be predictable. For a moment, she wanted to break down and confess her sins. Instead, she put her hand between his thighs and cupped his flesh. It seemed like the whole point of confessing your sins was to purge the last ones and then commit new ones. “Don’t ...
    do this,” he told her while her hand clutched at the substance of his cock and balls in his pants. “You keep pushing, comes a point I’m gonna have to just push back. I won’t have a choice anymore.” “We all have our point of no return.” She smiled up at him while she drew his zipper down and reached inside, fishing into his briefs for his cock. He didn’t move to stop her. “Where’s yours?” There was a patina of sarcasm in his tone. “I live at the center of it.” After being repeatedly fucked by six men she’d never met before, her ass and pussy felt like something battered and tossed on the sidewalk to be taken away. Yet Freeman’s cock responded quickly to her touch, and the raw folds of her pussy began to flush and thicken with fresh heat. A moment later, she had his swollen shaft out of his pants. She remembered how he’d looked earlier in the warehouse as his flesh continued to grow and harden in the stroke of her slender hands. Their eyes remained locked. When she felt the oozing precum wet her fingers, his expression started to soften around the edges. He felt enormous between her hands, as if the feel didn’t match her visual memory. Then he touched her face. The gesture surprised her, and she wasn’t sure whether she liked it or not. “I see now who it was you hired me to protect you from,” he said. “And it’s not those guys back at the warehouse. You might’ve given them the illusion of owning you for a couple of hours, but lets face it, you were eating them up alive. You’re the ...
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