Call Me Baby
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Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - A man with a sketchy past gets the anal virginity of his girlfriend as part of a deal, only to find it is much, much more than he ever expected. Twists galore, a huge surprise, and payback in the form of bitchy karma reigns supreme in this tale of revenge. By the author of Hall-of-Fame honored Potential (5 books) and Attic Voyeur: The Incest Next Door, Fast Car, Let It Snow, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, The Kiss, A Dinner Surprise for Three, Alice in Dragonland, and The Tide.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft ft/ft Blackmail Coercion Consensual Reluctant Teen Siren BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Crime Mystery Cheating Incest Father Daughter Anal Sex Cream Pie First Oral Sex Pregnancy
She straddled his lap. The mesh tightened around each plump pussy lip and tugged at them. The first sparks of excitement ignited deep in her pussy, and moisture gathered between her lips. She pushed her chest forward. John tried to kiss a nipple, but she took it away and sat on his thighs.
She leaned back, opened her legs, and traced the groove between her parted labia with the tip of her index finger. John’s eyes followed. Cool air taunted her slit. He licked his lips.
Madeline poked her finger under John’s chin and pushed up. His head tipped back until she was staring into his eyes. She pressed her cherry-flavored lips to his. He slipped his tongue into her mouth. John had told her, more than once, that she kissed with more passion than any woman he had ever been with. That was something she was proud of. She turned up the heat, sucking his stretched tongue like a cock.
“Oooh, is that what I think it is?” Madeline lifted up and reached between her legs. “Are you having naughty thoughts about me?” She squeezed John’s growing cock. “I better get off your lap.”
“Please don’t,” John said.
She squatted in front of him. Her knees opened wide, and so did the crotch of the panties, distracting John long enough for her to reach inside the bag. He gave her a curious look. She returned a devilish grin and licked the tip of his cock.
He smiled in anticipation. She sucked the head in, circling the dense flesh with her tongue while wrapping padded straps around his ankles. “Hey, what’s that?” he asked.
With John’s cock resting on her forehead and her nose stuffed in his sack, she peered around the shaft and inhaled deeply. “Mmm,” she purred and fastened the straps around the chair legs. “Yummy.” She blew on his hanging balls. They rolled with the changing shape of his scrotum. John opened his mouth to speak, but she sucked his nuts into her throat.
“Ahhh, what are you doing?” John asked. She popped his balls in and out of her mouth and cinched his ankles to the wooden legs. “Hey.”
“You just relax,” Madeline said and licked upward, finishing off at the head as if she were a little girl with an ice cream cone. “After what you did to my ass last night, you owe me this.” He nodded reluctantly. “Good.” She stood up with the backpack and went behind him. “Give me your hands.”
“Hold on,” John said. “You already got my feet locked up.”
“You agreed,” Madeline said. “Close your eyes and relax. It’s not going to hurt. I promise, and I keep my promises.” That was true, she didn’t plan to cause him any physical pain.
John did as he was instructed. Madeline guided his arms behind the chair and wrapped his wrists. He peeked. She wagged her finger at him. He closed his eyes again, and she finished the job.