The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 616
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 616 - When you discover a fellow intern at the law office is filming amateur content, you make the rash decision to approach her about it. You couldn't have dreamed what would come from that one conversation.
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“Oh, gaw-aw-aw-awd,” Emma moaned, full-throated, as her body was rocked by your heavy strokes. She was on her back on the bed but you’d manhandled her around so that her shoulders and head were hanging off the side, so every time you ploughed your cock into her hard enough for your pelvis to slap against her long, skinny thighs her whole body threatened to fall backwards.
She was flushed from her sternum to her hairline. Her nipples were rock hard from the both of you treating them almost cruelly. Her makeup was running down her cheek from the rough blowjob before, and the sweat and tears the brutal, energetic fucking had brought out of her.
“I love it, I love it,” she panted.
You grunted and thrust into her again.
“Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Despite her flush and her pleading, her face kept that stoic expression. It was almost eerie, but it was just her.
You pulled out of her, making her moan in loss.
That was the game.
Stepping off the bed, you grabbed Emma with a full handful of her long ginger hair right by the scalp, scooping another hand under her armpit to support her as you hauled her off the bed to her feet and manoeuvred her to the bedroom wall, pressing her back to it. Her eyes were fierce and demanding, her jaw clenched in defiance, and she tossed her hair when you let go of her. That expression changed as you pressed her to the wall with a hand around her throat, her eyes dilating a little and that fierceness leaving her gaze and turning into a mellow, horny simmer.
Your other hand slapped her thighs open roughly, and then you drove your ring and middle finger into her. She gasped, arching her back, and you started to fingerfuck her quickly, searching her.
“Having fun yet, Emma?” you asked, growling it into her ear as your fingers glanced off the little spongy goal of her g-spot deep in her pussy.
“Yes, Sir,” she mewed, her voice going up an entire octave.
Her pussy started to let out a wet sloshing sound as you worked your fingers hard and fast.
“Are you a tamed little brat now, or do you still think you’re in charge?”
“You’re in charge, Sir,” she pleaded, her body rocking forward as she fought to keep herself from falling into her orgasm. She knew the game as well now. “I promise to be a good girl.”
“What do Good Girls get?” you asked her quietly.
“Rewarded,” she gasped.
You let go of her throat and covered her mouth, pushing two fingers between her lips as she started tonguing and sucking on them immediately.
“Relax your pussy and come for me,” you ordered her.
She moaned into your hand, long and loud even though you were muffling her, and she almost fell forward as you pulled your fingers out of her cunt and drilled them across her clit as her orgasm boiled out of her in a surprisingly powerful stream of squirt. Three blasts of it, the first two accompanied by her howls, the third by a strained groan as her hips pushed forward as she chased that feeling of release and squeezed out the last while her whole body tensed.