The Gift
Copyright© 2003 by Spiller
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - Most of my life I had been your utterly average guy. This took a drastic turn, when my long deceased father 'visited' me during a spiritist seance. Over a few weeks I got more high quality pussy than in all my life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mind Control Heterosexual Cheating
When all of her body was smooth with oil, and smelled sweet and strongly of lavender, I finally laid down beside her. While I pressed my body against her my hand roamed her treasures, and I kissed her the longest time, her mouth, her eyes, her ears and her throat. Once more I brought her to the brink of an orgasm.
"Erik, you are so cruel! Please, let me come. Please. I can't wait any longer." She was shaking all over, and her voice sounded almost as if she was in pain.
"Just a few seconds, dear." I rolled on top of her and slid my hard cock inside.
"Ohhhhhh, yesss, eeeeiiiii, it's great. Oh, you feel so good inside me." Her voice had an almost crying quality, and she humped her cunt up and down to meet me. I rolled off her again.
"Nooo, NO! Erik. It feels so empty. Don't do that to me! Erik, please!"
I reached down and started masturbating her clit. With a finger on each side I rubbed her up and down, while I kissed and sucked and bit her right breast. This time she reached the brink of explosion very fast, but I continued.
As her panting and groaning became more intense I whispered into her ear: "Remember, the balcony doors are open. You can't scream like you sometimes do. Keep it quiet."
She choked her scream as best she could, but she could not help thrashing in her ropes. She was such a wonderful sight, and I think it must have been her strongest orgasm ever. At least I had never seen her react so strongly. When she had crossed the peak I stopped masturbating her, but instead I massaged her mons, her belly and her thighs while she gradually calmed down.
"Oh, my God, Erik. If I could, I'd throw my arms around you and kiss you. This was so gorgeous that I hardly have words. Those cuffs were a perfect idea."
"What do you mean: Were? They ARE a perfect idea. This was only the beginning, my dear wife. Now I want some serious fucking. We are very far from finished."
For the next hour and a half I fucked her every way my imagination could come up with. Her mouth, her pussy, her ass, her breasts. Mary came three more times, and I filled her up twice. Finally, around half past eight, we were back down in the kitchen. I had ordered her to let the cuffs stay on, as her only item of 'clothing' apart from her stockings. She slumped down in her chair at the end of the glass table.
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