that he was in his Luigi character. More in control.
“Unfasten my pants, Princess. I want you to see what’s going to be inside you.”
Her hands went to the hooks on his shoulders to undo his overalls, pushing them down to the floor. He stepped out of them and stood before her, his thick cock jutting out from his body. He wasn’t nearly as long as Cody had been, but he was thicker than any of the other men. She stared down at his cock wondering how it was going to feel inside her.
“Touch it.”
She reached out and stroked his cock the way Travis had taught her on her first night in Texas. Her hand gripped him and stroked his cock over and over, hoping she could bring him to release. She was sure he’d break character if he came, and that would be easier. She wanted to make love with Bo, not Luigi.
“You like it , don’t you?”
She nodded. “Of course, I do.”
He pulled his hand from between her thighs and pushed her hand away from him. “Move to the middle of the bed and get on your hands and knees then. I’m about to rock your world, Princess Peach.”
She moved as he’d told her, wondering if she should take off the silk dress. It seemed to only get in the way, but he apparently liked it so she left it. Once she was in the position he wanted, he climbed onto the bed behind her. She could see that he was still wearing his Mario shirt and hat. He looked odd, crawling across the bed to her in the green clothes while his penis jutted out from his body.
He used his hands to press her legs further apart as he knelt behind her, pushed her dress up over her waist, and moved his cock to her entrance. “Tell me you want me. Beg me to fuck you.”
She felt weird saying the words, and they caught in her throat. His hand came down swiftly, swatting her ass for her disobedience. “Beg me to fuck you, Princess Peach.”
“Please, Luigi. I need to feel you inside me. Please fuck me.”
“I’d be happy to!” His cock pushed inside her, the thickness of it causing her some problems as he plunged inside her to the hilt. Her whimper of resistance reached his ears, and he held still for a moment. “Am I too much of a man for you, Princess?”
She shook her head, wiggling her bottom against him as she worked hard to adjust to his size. “It’s okay. It just hurts a little,” she panted.
He gripped her bare hips in his hands and gave her another few moments to adjust before he began moving in and out of her rapidly, his hips pounding against her. She could hear the repeated slap of his balls against her clit, and she found she liked the earthy way Bo was treating her.
It didn’t take long before she felt herself climbing toward her climax. She whimpered his name over and over, forgetting to call him Luigi. “Bo, that’s it! Harder!”
When she came, she clenched tightly around his hard cock, milking him. He pounding into her a few more times as he released his seed, grunting as it shot into her body.
He stayed behind her, stroking his hands up and down her back and over her shoulders, finally pulling out and laying on the bed beside her, his hat falling off his head. “You called me ‘Bo’,” he said accusingly.
Erin fell onto her face on the bed, clutching a pillow to her. “I’m sorry.”
“Me too,” he told her, a sad look on his face. “Next time you’ll remember.” The way he said the words sounded like a threat to her, and she really didn’t want to think about what he meant by them. She knew the other men would never let him hurt her, but still, it seemed strange.
He didn’t draw her to him to cuddle her, but instead said, “You need to get the dress off so it’ll be ready for next time.”
She stood and removed the dress, climbing back into bed beside him. He watched her for a minute, hurt in his eyes. She moved close to him and rested her head against his shoulder. “I’m sorry I forgot.”
He held her close, his mind thinking about what a fitting punishment would
“Unfasten my pants, Princess. I want you to see what’s going to be inside you.”
Her hands went to the hooks on his shoulders to undo his overalls, pushing them down to the floor. He stepped out of them and stood before her, his thick cock jutting out from his body. He wasn’t nearly as long as Cody had been, but he was thicker than any of the other men. She stared down at his cock wondering how it was going to feel inside her.
“Touch it.”
She reached out and stroked his cock the way Travis had taught her on her first night in Texas. Her hand gripped him and stroked his cock over and over, hoping she could bring him to release. She was sure he’d break character if he came, and that would be easier. She wanted to make love with Bo, not Luigi.
“You like it , don’t you?”
She nodded. “Of course, I do.”
He pulled his hand from between her thighs and pushed her hand away from him. “Move to the middle of the bed and get on your hands and knees then. I’m about to rock your world, Princess Peach.”
She moved as he’d told her, wondering if she should take off the silk dress. It seemed to only get in the way, but he apparently liked it so she left it. Once she was in the position he wanted, he climbed onto the bed behind her. She could see that he was still wearing his Mario shirt and hat. He looked odd, crawling across the bed to her in the green clothes while his penis jutted out from his body.
He used his hands to press her legs further apart as he knelt behind her, pushed her dress up over her waist, and moved his cock to her entrance. “Tell me you want me. Beg me to fuck you.”
She felt weird saying the words, and they caught in her throat. His hand came down swiftly, swatting her ass for her disobedience. “Beg me to fuck you, Princess Peach.”
“Please, Luigi. I need to feel you inside me. Please fuck me.”
“I’d be happy to!” His cock pushed inside her, the thickness of it causing her some problems as he plunged inside her to the hilt. Her whimper of resistance reached his ears, and he held still for a moment. “Am I too much of a man for you, Princess?”
She shook her head, wiggling her bottom against him as she worked hard to adjust to his size. “It’s okay. It just hurts a little,” she panted.
He gripped her bare hips in his hands and gave her another few moments to adjust before he began moving in and out of her rapidly, his hips pounding against her. She could hear the repeated slap of his balls against her clit, and she found she liked the earthy way Bo was treating her.
It didn’t take long before she felt herself climbing toward her climax. She whimpered his name over and over, forgetting to call him Luigi. “Bo, that’s it! Harder!”
When she came, she clenched tightly around his hard cock, milking him. He pounding into her a few more times as he released his seed, grunting as it shot into her body.
He stayed behind her, stroking his hands up and down her back and over her shoulders, finally pulling out and laying on the bed beside her, his hat falling off his head. “You called me ‘Bo’,” he said accusingly.
Erin fell onto her face on the bed, clutching a pillow to her. “I’m sorry.”
“Me too,” he told her, a sad look on his face. “Next time you’ll remember.” The way he said the words sounded like a threat to her, and she really didn’t want to think about what he meant by them. She knew the other men would never let him hurt her, but still, it seemed strange.
He didn’t draw her to him to cuddle her, but instead said, “You need to get the dress off so it’ll be ready for next time.”
She stood and removed the dress, climbing back into bed beside him. He watched her for a minute, hurt in his eyes. She moved close to him and rested her head against his shoulder. “I’m sorry I forgot.”
He held her close, his mind thinking about what a fitting punishment would