Call Me Baby
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Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
“Okay, that does it,” she said and yanked on the straps. John’s hands were pulled down the back legs of the chair. His eyes opened wide. Not only were his hands and feet fastened to the chair legs, but a seat belt was also wrapped around his waist, cutting into his hips.
She watched him tug with his arms and smiled when he realized his struggle only tightened the binders around his ankles. When he pushed his butt forward or shifted side to side, a noose tightened around his cock and balls.
“Relax, or you’ll spoil all the fun and make your balls purple.”
“I don’t like feeling powerless,” he said. “And my balls are tingling. Can you loosen that a bit?”
“Don’t worry.” She removed her bra and knelt in front of him. “I plan on fucking you senseless, so I won’t let anything happen to this.” She rested her chest on his groin and sandwiched his cock between her tits.
“I’m still not crazy about it.”
Madeline ignored John and wrapped her hands around his cock, giving it a double-fisted tug. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this big and stiff. It’s so hard.” She tightened her grip. “The veins are bulging and rolling under my fingers. Mm, this is gonna feel good.”
She stood up and straddled the pulsing erection. Her pussy bulged into the opening of the panties. She bent her knees and pressed her hairless flesh on to his purple knob.
John stared at her crotch. She rocked, sliding her wetness across the tip of John’s prick. It jerked with another surge of blood. He thrust upward, but instead of driving his massive cock inside her, he tightened the cord around his package. She grinned and backed up. His dick wobbled side-to-side. It looked like it might pop if he got any more excited.
Madeline turned around, bent over, and eased her ass back. “You like that?” she asked and reached between her legs, grabbed him, and roughly thrashed her pussy with his cock head. “You like destroying little girl’s holes with this freakish porn cock? Did you get off on splitting my virgin ass and packing me full of your cum? You proud of yourself?”
“Huh?” John stiffened. The cords tightened. “Um, I—What’s this about? You still mad about last night?”
“Control,” Madeline said, “it’s about control, not having control.” She spun around. “Being controlled, and it’s about reconciliation.”
“Reconciliation, what are you talking about?”
Madeline tugged on his boner and bounced his balls. “That’s right, reconciliation, but—” She smashed her tits into his face while reaching over to the table. “First, I guess, there has to be introductions.” She came back with a piece of paper in her hand and got back in position, burrowing his cock head into her pussy lips. “Mm.”
“Introductions? Baby, you’re making me nervous,” John said. “What is that?”