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The Darkness of Candy's Room
Date: 1/13/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories
bathroom. That's where she kept the gauze, tape and sterilized wipes he had bought for her. She grabbed his arm, shook her head and softly said, "No, you need me more." She got up on her toes and kissed his lips. Then held on to him, to steady herself as she got down on her knees and caressed his cock. "It's been too long for you," she whispered as she looked up and smiled. "You're safe now. Please don’t be sad. I'll always look after you." She slowly undid his zipper and pulled his cock out. She rubbed her lips over the swollen, purple head as she stroked the thick shaft with both her hands. She pulled the skin back and held it in place as she kissed and slowly licked from the base of his shaft to the tip of the head. He moaned at the sensation of her warm, soft mouth working his cock. She opened her mouth and sucked on the head. He trembled and gasped as his body stiffened. Her fist pumped his shaft, long and slow, as she continued sucking. She slowly took more of his length in to her mouth, till he touched the back of her throat. She pushed forward and his cock slipped down her throat. He held his breath and shut his eyes tight. She forced more of his cock down her throat. The pressure of cum building up at the base of his cock hit maximum capacity. He grabbed her head and held it tight against his pelvis as he thrust the remaining length of his throbbing cock down her throat. She went limp, total surrender of her body to his need. He pumped hot cum down her throat. She ... swallowed each spurt of the hot, sticky liquid and waited for him to release her from his grip. Slowly he pulled his cock out of her mouth. She coughed and took a deep breath as she looked up at him. "Hurt me, as much as you need to," she whispered as she stood up and kissed his lips. She took his hand and led him to her bedroom. She undressed him and neatly hung his custom tailored suit over the bedroom door. She sprawled herself on to her bed and extended both her arms to him. He eased himself on top her. Her heart quickened when she brought his hand to her throat. He squeezed her throat and pushed her neck in to the mattress as he covered her mouth with his. "Tell me her name," she said in a barely audible wheezing voice. He pulled his mouth away from hers, released the grip on her throat, grabbed her hair and forced her on to her stomach. "She wasn't a whore like you! I told you to never mention her again!" he sneered as he pinned her wrists in to the small of her back and pushed his knee in between her legs, forcing them apart. "You said she looked like me. Did she have my smile?” she asked in defiance as she winced at the pain shooting in her wrists from being squeezed tightly together. He grabbed a fist full of her hair with his free hand, close to her scalp, and pushed her face in to the pillow. "Maybe you'll shut the fuck up if you can't breathe, whore!" he snarled. She let her body go limp, conserving what little oxygen that filled her lungs. She knew he wouldn't let ...