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The Darkness of Candy's Room

Date: 1/13/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

her breathe again till she was in a panic. She wasn’t afraid of him, he would never hurt her. She liked being treated rough. She tried to turn her head and inhale when her lungs started to burn. He pressed her face harder in to the pillow. She kicked her legs and squirmed in a panic. He yanked her head off the pillow. She inhaled deeply and coughed as she exhaled. She took a few more deep breaths and let her body relax. "Did she have my hair?" she asked in a morose voice. "Shut up, whore!" he growled as he reached for one of the empty beer bottles on her night table. She relaxed every muscle in her body and exhaled slowly. "Yes, fuck me with the bottle. Hurt me, make me feel, please," she desperately begged him. He pushed the long neck of the bottle between her ass cheeks; she lifted her hips off the mattress and sobbed. He forced the bottle deep in to her ass. Her head involuntarily shot up off the pillow. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she grimaced at the burning sensation invading her insides. He pushed harder on the bottle and held it in place. "Fuck," she softly sobbed as the pain slowly subsided and began to be replaced with a building pleasure. "Don't move it, please. Just like that, keep it in me, just like that." He didn't move the bottle and placed gentle kisses on her shoulders and back, "Anything for my whore," he whispered to her. She slid her hand under her belly and found her wet slit. She rubbed her clit ever so slowly and moaned softly. Her moans got louder as she got ... closer to an orgasm. Her voice had a distant tone to it; she whispered to him, "I want to cum with you inside me, please." He released his grip on her wrists; she moved her hands to the bottle and slowly pulled it out. She rolled him on to his back and straddled herself on top of him. There were tears in her glazed over eyes. He had never seen her cry before. She had come close to crying on many occasions, but never did she shed a single tear in front of him. Maybe he was getting through to her. She rocked her hips, sliding her wet pussy over his cock as she grabbed it and placed the head against her soaked opening. “Look at me,” she softly sobbed and asked, "Do I have her eyes?" It took him a split second to realize what was different about the question she had asked. This was the first time that she had compared herself to her, and not her, to herself. She took the full length of his cock deep inside her. Her sad gaze never strayed from his. “Yes, she had your eyes,” his voice cracked as memories of how he had lost her painfully flooded back to him. A tear escaped from his cold, dark eyes and rolled on to his cheek. She had come to believe that he wasn’t capable of shedding tears. The single tear looked out of place on his hard, cold, chiseled face. Maybe she was getting through to him. "Tell me her name," she said again as she started to fuck him. “Angel, her name was Angel,” he replied as he thrust his cock upwards in to her. She placed her hands on his chest; his heart ...