Island Ritual
Copyright© 2007 by Harigata
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - An office girl from downtown goes to the witchcraft capital of the Philippines, Siquijor, and participates in island ceremonies that no tour guide would ever dream about. It awakens a sexual side of her that no one knew existed.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Drunk/Drugged BDSM MaleDom Rough Light Bond Gang Bang Polygamy/Polyamory Oriental Male Oriental Female First Oral Sex Anal Sex Enema Size Doctor/Nurse
Though Marisa hadn't been having sex since leaving Siquijor almost three months before, she had been seeing Jason regularly, despite her busy schedule. They were getting along very well, and it was quickly turning serious. But though their meeting was rather unorthodox (to put it mildly), Jason had never pressured her to sleep with him. Marisa told him that she wanted to take it slow, and he respected that. She wanted to settle down, but she had some things she felt she had to do before committing to Jason completely. And now that Marisa's birth control shots had taken effect, she decided that this was the time.
When she and her ex, Martin, were still a couple, he had given her the keys to his apartment in an attempt to get her to spend the night. Since they broke up so suddenly, she had never gotten around to returning them. He had broken up with her because he had gotten sick of waiting for her to put out, so now she was going to make him regret that.
She let herself into Martin's apartment, looking confident and sexy in a slinky red wrap dress. He was just walking out of the shower and he was drying his hair with a towel as he walked, but he was buck naked. He gave a little start and said, "Whoa, Marisa! It's been a while. What are you doing here?"
Instead of replying, she pulled her dress open, revealing sexy black lace underwear. Martin went hard right away, and Marisa gave a little inward chuckle when she saw that he was just an average 5 or 6 inches, much smaller than what she was used to. On any other guy it would've been fine with her, but since he had been such a jerk, she gained a little satisfaction from knowing that he didn't quite measure up to her previous lovers.
She guided him to a nearby dining chair and pushed him down with one hand as she undid the clasp of her bra with the other. She straddled him and pulled the crotch of her lacy thong aside before guiding herself onto him. At least his cock can reach my G-spot, she thought, as she started moving and grinding on him. Martin pulled her bra off and smiled widely when he saw her breasts. He couldn't keep his hands off of them, which was fine with Marisa. It took her a while to adjust to this smaller cock, but eventually she neared orgasm. She was impressed that Martin had lasted so long. Her pace got faster and faster, and he grasped her hips and thrusted up into her. As she orgasmed, she felt his semen spraying into her at the same time. She slumped on his chest, exhausted.