DISCLAIMER:
This series is a figment of my imaginations. All characters mentioned in the sex story are fictional. I suggest you read the previous parts of this series in order to keep up with the plot. Any suggestions and comments are appreciated ().
This story is the second instalment of the series. Here I will narrate how Paul helped me explore my sexuality and fucked me in the most amazing way.
Chapter 2:
The next morning, we both woke up in each other’s arms, completely naked. I slept like never before. We got out of bed and quickly got dressed. It was courthouse today, the first day of the lawsuit. I wore a hot black dress which started at my cleavage and ended just above my knee. Paul saw me with his eyes opened and kissed me.
The day went by and the case was a very long one. The entire time, Paul was very tensed, but thanks to my lawyer, he fought pretty well to keep the ball in our court. After a long and hectic day, we returned to our hotel.
“Thanks a lot, Sarah. I have no idea how bad I would end up if you wouldn’t be here,” he said while sitting in bed.
“Stop it, Paul. If anything, I should thank you,” I replied.
“Why? For what?” He asked confusingly.
“For last night,” I said and winked at him.
“Oh! It was one hell of a night,” he replied.
“Yeah, it was,” I said to him and sat on his lap, “now finish what you started yesterday,” I cheered him by leaning onto his face to kiss him.
He responded pretty quickly and in a flash, our lips were kissing each other. We ate each others mouth, and he was kissing me pretty roughly.
“Looks like you are in a bit of a hurry,” I asked seductively.
“It has been a long time since Amy and I got intimate with each other due to all this bullshit going on in our life. That was why last night happened,” he replied and continued kissing my neck.
“I am so glad about last night, I promise you to get you out of all this only if you promise me that this thing will never stop,” I sounded like a hungry bitch.
“Oh, I promise, it will never,” he responded quickly.
“And what about Amy?” I asked.
“Oh, she will partake, don’t worry about her. I already had a talk with her,” he said.
“Good,” I said and crawled down on the floor on my hands and my knees, like a bitch. I turned so that my ass was pointing at him. I turned my head to look at his surprised face, “Look what you did to me?” I said.
I was not wearing my panties the whole day, and he was amazed to see my wet pussy squeezed between my legs. I jiggled my ass a bit to seduce him even more.
“Do you want my pussy?” I asked him seductively.
“Hell yeah,” he replied with his eyes popped out of his socket.
“Then eat me.”
He got down on the floor and buried his face between my legs. His tongue touched my hot, wet pussy, and he licked my dripping cunt. I was in heaven but was not able to control myself. He licked me for good 5 minutes and then picked me and threw me on the bed. I again got on my fours for him. He undressed, and I saw his thick hard cock, ready to destroy my hole.
“Oh yes, baby, fuck me with that dick of yours, stick that thing in my cunt,” I begged him.
“Look at you, you can’t wait any longer, could you?” He asked.
“No, I can’t, now fuck me and fuck me hard. I love it rough,” I begged, like a slut.
“You want it rough? Are you sure? I did it once with Amy, and she couldn’t handle it, think again,”
“Paul, I am not Amy,” I looked him dead in his eyes, “Now fuck me like you have never fucked before, fuck me like an animal,”
“Well, if you ask for it,” he said and smacked my ass, very hard.
I screamed and jumped at it. He looked into my eyes and smacked my ass one more time, this time even harder.
“Do you like it? Do you like to get smacked?” He said in a commanding voice.
“Yes, now fuck me, please, fill my cunt with your dick,” I was talking all kinds of dirty.
He grabbed the end of my skirt, which was almost on my ass by now, and pulled it apart, tearing it completely till my back.
“That was one of the expensive skirts,” I said.
“Well, now it’s not,”
He took his dick in his hand and smacked it on my ass. He slid his tip up and down on the opening of my cunt. I felt tremors running through my body. Paul grabbed both my ass cheeks with his hands and in one push, he buried his 8’’ in my womb. My eyes widened and I screamed in ecstasy.
“Oh, Paul, that cock is so big, it has been so long since I felt so full in my cunt,” I moaned.
Paul groaned and pulled his dick out. I looked at him with my puppy eyes, and he pushed his dick once again in my tenders. I tilt my head upwards and utter a single, satisfied sigh. He held my thighs and lifted my lower body up into the air, pulling me backwards. I somehow balance myself on my hands while he tightens his grip on my thighs. I take him completely inside of me, enveloping him in my inner lips.
I was so horny by now, that I began grinding my aerially suspended hip on his dick in a circular motion. Paul waited until I stopped my grinding and then started stroking his dick in and out of my dripping cunt. He started fucking me like a machine, his dick ramming into my cunt and his balls swinging and hitting my abdomen. Every time he pushed inside me, I feel him go even deeper. My cunt opened up for his dick and took him inside my womb.
He held my thighs up in the air and kept on ramming me. I moaned the entire time he fucked my cunt. After fucking me in that position for 5 minutes, he stopped and pulled out his dick. He threw me on the bed.
“Turn around,” he said.
I turned around, and he pulled my legs towards him. He wrapped his hand around my throat and pulled me closer to his face. Our lips met, and this time, he kissed me pretty roughly, biting my lower lip and my tongue.
His grip on my neck gets firmer, and he starts choking my throat. I struggle to let him loose, but he held me tightly. He takes his other hand in air and THWACK! Right across my face. He slapped me on my cheeks. I felt like a degraded whore at that time, but hey, I was the one who asked for it. I took it graciously and decided to mock him.
“You slap like a bitch,” I say to him with my choked up voice.
“You want to take that back?” He asked me. I nodded in denial since it was getting difficult to speak.
“You are going to regret saying that,” and THWACK! He slapped me one more time.
“Still a bitch,” I mocked him again.
He got annoyed completely by now and slapped me 4 more times on the same cheek. I could feel a burning sensation on my cheek and took my hand to rub it. He immediately stopped me from doing so and slapped one more time. Tears rolled out of my eyes in response to the pain, but from inside, I loved the way he handled me.
“Looks like someone’s getting hurt,” he gave me an evil smirk, “who’s the bitch now, huh?” He asked.
I looked at him in his eyes. He sensed my needy look and then pushed me onto the bed, on my back. He came over me, and his dick poked me on my opening. My wetness let him inside me, and he pushed it deeper.
“Fuck me, Paul. Don’t show mercy. Fuck my filthy hole,” I begged.
“I knew you were a slut, Sarah, I am grateful for everything you did, but I am sorry, I need to do this,” Paul said and started fucking the shit out of my pussy.
“What you are doing to me is far superior to what I did, I am forever grateful for that, Paul,” I say and pulled him closer to kiss him. We kissed each other while he kept on hammering my cunt. He started rubbing my clit in a circular motion while ruining my hole. I arched backwards and moaned in pleasure. My screams kept on increasing by every push. I bet anyone in the corridor outside our room could clearly hear me scream. I did not care at that point.
Out of nowhere, he found my panties lying near the bed and picked it up while fucking me. He took the panties that I wore the night before and pushed it into my mouth to conceal my screams. He continued rubbing my clit while my orgasm built inside my womb. I moaned through the fabric of my own panties and released myself, I came the hardest in my entire life. My entire body started shaking while my legs squeezed him in between. Paul continued fucking right through my orgasm. Well, that guy had a stamina like no man I ever fucked. He was getting closer too. That’s when he decided to take a step back.
He pulled his dick out for the second time in last 20 minutes. He took my legs and put them behind my shoulders so that my feet were just above my head and my hip was in the air. My pussy is completely stretched for him to do anything he wished for. I felt like doing some kind of yoga exercise. My flexibility helped him to get me in this position. I held my feet together and waited for him to take action.
He pulled me on the edge of the bed and got down on his knees. He slapped my sore pussy with his huge hand, and I let out a muffled scream. Paul kept his four fingers on my slit and started to rub it rigorously. One by one, two of his fingers entered my drenched pussy, but he knew it wasn’t enough. He inserted the remaining 2 fingers too and started to fist me.
He finger-fucked me with four fingers the same way he fucked me with his dick. Paul wasn’t showing any kind of mercy. Just when I thought I was going to cum, he took his thumb along with his fingers and buried his entire wrist completely inside my pussy. I could feel his fingers tickling my inner flesh and his fist trying to get open inside of me.
That feeling was just out of the world. No one had ever done that to me before in my entire life and here I was, a 38-year-old woman, getting fisted by my college friend. I wished I met him before. Sexually, we were meant for each other. He was wild and dominating, and I loved submitting myself at the whim of a crazy man.
The thought itself made me cum, for the second time. I came all over his hand while he continued fisting me. Finally, after jerking and struggling, he let go of himself. He removed his hand out of my dripping cunt. His hand was all slimy and sloppy. He looked at me, and then he brought his hand near my face. He covered my face with my own juices and then spat on my face. I must say, it was degrading, but it only made me want more of him.
I was still in the same yoga kind of position with my holes on full display. He slapped his dick on my pussy and then inserted it for the third time that evening. He took my left leg and put it on his shoulder and started jack-hammering me. The room echoed with the sound of his balls slapping on my ass along with my moans. My mouth was still stuffed by my panties, and I was moaning through them.
He removed the panties out of my mouth and let me moan. He cupped my chin and slapped my other cheek making my moans convert into screams. He slapped me good for 5 more times and I moaned every time his palm hit my cheek. Paul again spat on me, this time right into my moaning mouth. I looked at him and then swallowed it.
I squeezed his dick while it was in my pussy, by tightening my inner muscle. He groaned as soon as I did that and stopped. I kept on tightening his dick and squeezing it. He grabbed my throat and squeezed it as I squeezed his dick inside of me. I knew he was now getting closer. He still managed to stroke his dick into my tightened hole.
“Oh yeah, fuck me, give me that cum,” I moaned.
He removed his dick out of my pussy and climbed over me. He sat on my stomach and put his dick in my cleavage. Paul began rubbing it between my boobs. Every time he came up, I opened my mouth and managed to take him in. He continued for few minutes, and I squeezed him between my boobs.
He then grabbed his dick, pulled his foreskin back and began stroking his dick. Within few seconds, a jet of white cum shot out of the tip like a bullet from a gun and landed on my face. Streams of cum ejaculated out of him and my face and my hair were completely drenched in his cum. He let go of me and lied right beside me while I stayed there with a face covered in white semen.
“Wow, that was fun,” Paul said, trying to catch his breath, “and exhausting,”
I laughed at him and started scooping out all the cum from my face with my finger.
“You gonna swallow that?” He asked.
“Of course, I don’t want to waste any of it,”
“You are a cum-slut,” he said jokingly, and we both laughed.
We lied down on the bed all exhausted. It was 7 pm on the clock, and we had 2 hours before dinner. I was completely exhausted by all the fuck and so was Paul.
“Listen, Sarah, I hope you don’t mind me calling you names and slapping you, I am really sorry if I hurt you,” Paul apologised after a silence of almost 10 minutes.
“Stop it, Paul. Remember, I was the one who asked for it,” I said, “by the way, this was the best sex I ever had, thanks a lot,” I continued and massaged his limp dick.
“Well, you are the best rough sex I ever had,” he complimented me, “and also the best and only submissive slut,” he continued.
“Thank you,” I said and squeezed his dick in my hand playfully.
We rested for a few minutes and then got all freshen up for dinner. The night was full of my submission and his domination. He fucked me in various positions and slapped my entire body. He even bruised my ass cheeks and made it swollen and red. He took it easy while slapping my face since he didn’t want to leave any mark on my face. But rest of the body, he treated it like a pile of rubbish and I loved every second of his degradation.
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