Just One Hour
Copyright© 2003 by Finc
Chapter 22
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22 - This man has one hour with my snooty sister in- law. Then his friend repays the favour with my wife's sickly sweet best friend. One experience each is bad enough, but these girls just don't deserve to be that lucky. Three stand alone tales in this series.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Blackmail Lesbian Heterosexual Slut Wife InLaws BDSM MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Rough Light Bond Humiliation Group Sex Interracial Black Female Black Male White Female Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Fisting Sex Toys Squirting Water Sports Enema Scatology Exhibitionism Size Caution
The Boss could hear the grunt and moans from the airless hold of the van. He was a little envious but he would get his turn soon enough. The streets had become more run down and in a few minutes he would be back on his turf.
In the back the Mask had dragged the bound girls into the positions he required. He had ordered them both to shut up although neither felt like talking to the other anyway.
Debbie was on her knees face down skirt hitched over her ass. The masked was knelt behind her one hand on her round firm butt the other holding and directing the dildo power tool. He was slowly pumping it into her tight pussy Debbie wanted to open her legs wider to ease the penetration; but the Masks knees were either side of her calves keeping her legs closed."Uggggh, ugh, ughhhhhhh, ughhhhhhh!" She moaned biting her lip face cold on the metal deck, her hair tied back in a Stacey type pony tail.
He groaned with pleasure as his pistol grip hand pushed and twisted the vibrating dildo in and out. He noticed the similarities in the girls, both with long tied back ponytail hair, both so slim with fine turned asses and legs. He knew Debbie had the fuller figure hips and tits; but there was also something about the tiny frame of Stacey's which made him want to stick his cock so deep up her she'd snap in two. He'd pulled the sweet blonde to her knees arms still tied behind her back. Now as he tool fucked Debbie doggie fashion Stacey head was bent into his lap taking his upright cock in her mouth.
The Mask only had to raise himself slightly at his knees to pump up into her hot throat. He didn't even need to keep a hand on her neck only occasionally tugging on her ponytail to angle her lips and mouth to give him greater pleasure."Ohhhh uggggh, yesssssss ah, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh!"
Stacey could hear the whirr of the power tool and Debs vibrating teeth chattered grunts. She kept her eyes closed slowly bobbing her head sucking on the dirty meat." Mmmmgg, mmgggg!" His cock tasted sweaty, the saggy foreskin peeled back allowing her lips to fit snugly under the unwashed rim of his helmet." Slurp! Slurp! Slurpppp!"
Next he rolled Debbie onto her back sliding the wet bendy member back into her slit. He'd greased the thing before starting and now Debbie's lightly haired hole was glistening with whipped gel her pink flesh looking tender and moist. "Oh, oh not more ugh, ughhhhhhhhhh!" The cock began to spin again the tip humming on her nerve endings; but at least now she could open her thighs wide, knees bent, boots still on like some back street hooker."Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugggggggggg!" In this position she realised the cock could burrow deeper still, her walls no longer gripping and refusing complete entry."Ugggggggggggggg! Shit!"
She could see Stacey pause while the Masked had repositioned Debbie then obediently go back down on the mans spittle covered rough bell end. The Mask thrust up and Stacey her hands tied baulked and gave a startled expression her blue eyes wide as the cock rubbed up to her tonsils. "Deeper bitch, swallow more ugggghh!" He twisted the pistol grip up, the dildo widening the brunette slit as he slowly retracted the thing from her. "Uggggghhhhhh Jesus! Uggoooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"Plop! It finally came out the Mask holding it upright, pointing it to the ceiling like a real pistol.
He took Debbie's leg then her wrist tugging her towards him as Stacey continued to service his rod. Debbie lolled about in the van her head on his chest, finally balanced back on her knees. She could see the back of Stacey's head as she bobbed on the mans cock a few inches below her chin. The Mask pushed the dildo back into Debbie's mouth the grease and juices smearing on her ruby lips as he slowly eased the trigger. "Mmmmmmmmmm!" Pumping the cock back and forth Debbie gulped and gagged; but now more used to the vibrating rod on her tongue and teeth.
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