My Voyeur. My Lover. My... - Cover

My Voyeur. My Lover. My...

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Chapter 9

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - When a young woman, who has been having a tough time meeting a decent guy, acquires a stalker who sends her packages of bondage lifestyle attire and requests exhibitionism from her, she acquiesces, both out of curiosity and being turned on. The game continues, and the requests become more outrageous, until the unexpected happens. Is it romance? Or more sinister?

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   Horror   BDSM   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Sex Toys  

His passion was rising, and I felt precum leaking from his cock while he ground it against my belly. Our tongues duelled as I ran my hands over his back and down his arms, giving me the impression he was well-built with broad shoulders and powerful arms.

A strange feeling came over me. I had no idea why, but I guessed this man was a gentle giant, and all my fears and trepidations were sliding away as he treated me gently, longingly. I couldn’t wait until I felt his cock sliding in and out of me.

As our passionate kissing continued, he moved his left hand and placed it inside my crotchless panties, running his fingers up and down and between my pussy lips. I moaned into his mouth as he ground his hand against my crotch, his thumb teasing my clit. His right was on my tit, rubbing, gently squeezing, then taking my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, increasing the electric sensation between my legs as he gently rolled my hardened bud. I moaned into his mouth again as I was about to orgasm.

I moaned as my climax made my legs go weak. I fell against his body for support. My gentle giant held me and let me regain my composure before he put his hands on my shoulders and encouraged me to go down on my knees. As I moved down, I let my hands run down his tight six-pack, and again, I was building a mental picture of him as he took me on a journey of wanton pleasure.

His hands were on my head, running over the hood as if he was playing with my hair. My hands found his throbbing, erect member. Mmmm, nice size, I thought, as it took both my hands to cover the length of his shaft, and I could barely get my fingers around his girth. I licked the underside of his cock as my left hand moved to his nut sack and played with his balls. My right hand jerked his cock back and forth as I took his circumcised bulbous head into my mouth, causing him to groan.

I struggled to take his length as I sucked and licked his sizeable manhood. He began to flex his legs back and forth, but he didn’t force himself to go deeper and cause me to gag. His hands moved to the back of my head, which stopped me from moving, and he began to gently face fuck me.

He sped up, and now he did cause me to gag a couple of times as his king-kong-sized cock hit the back of my throat. His breathing became ragged, and I was about to taste his cum. His massive balls released their seed, flooding my mouth with jizz. The first rope hit the back of my throat, quickly followed by a second, and I struggled to swallow it all. It ran out the side of my mouth, coating the hood covering my chin. He must have months’ worth of semen stored in those balls, I thought, spasming seven or eight times before he stopped and pulled out.

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