squeezed my nipples.
“Grab a condom.” His cock seemingly grew another inch. Silky fluid pulsed out the slit of his erection. I wanted it in me – all of it. Victor seized his pants leg with his toes and pulled it towards the couch. His eyes remained locked with mine as he reached into the back pocket and pulled out a shiny, purple sex package. The smell of latex and seduction filled the air.
I snatched the condom from his fingers and rolled it down to his base. I lifted up my knee and glided my pussy down his iron length. A collective moan came between us.
“Shit, you feel so good.” With both of his hands, he clenched my waist and braced for impact. I took hold of his biceps and rocked slowly back and forth. Being on top of him felt natural. Sex with him was just natural period. It liberated me.
I placed my hands on his sweaty chest and sped up my rhythm. He clamped down on his teeth and let out an earthy grown. I bent over and kissed him angrily and he grabbed a chunk of my hair. My hips wound on his muscular pelvis frenziedly. I slowed down and then sped up again making his eyes roll in the back of his head. I tightened my pussy around his dick like a python. “Fuck!” he yelped.
I had total control. I didn’t care about having an orgasm. I wanted to make him to come like no woman had ever made him come before. I twirled my hips around in a circular motion. Victor’s eyes rolled in the back of his head and beads of sweat formed on his brow.
I lifted up and reached around to massage his balls. I cupped them with my left hand and flicked his nipple with my other fingers. “Fuck. I can’t hold it anymore. I’m gonna come!” His face flushed with passion.
Our screams of bliss were earsplitting. I collapsed on Victor’s chest and plopped my waist violently on his shaft. Our lips caressed each other’s as we simultaneously reached an earth-shattering apex. His shaft unloaded and my flower thrummed. There wasn’t a breath left in my lungs. I lay on top of him as he wrapped his arms around me. I wished I could stretch the moment out longer. It was sweet.
***
As soon as our moment of bliss passed, so many questions arose. This was straight out of a girl’s fantasy, right? Seduced by a sexy billionaire? So why did I feel sour about this? Most girls would kill for this type of scenario. Anyone else besides me would run to the bathroom and text every bff in their contacts and spill all the juicy beans. They would have taken a dozen or so selfies in the luxurious suite and posted them to Instagram for everyone to fawn over. So why didn’t I bask in all the ‘eat your heart out’ potential of the situation? Because I didn’t feel like I deserved it. I knew this was temporary. I knew this was for one night. I knew this was charity. The end of the road wasn’t too far off.
Victor went to the bathroom and came back with two wet towels. I lay on the couch while he patted the droplets of sweat on my naked body. Nice gesture, but it felt contrived. I sat up abruptly and put my dress back on.
“Wait. Where are you going?” His voice filled to the brim with shock.
“You don’t have to act like were supposed to cuddle or anything. I know the routine."
“I’m not ready for you to leave. I bought you.” I tried to hide my blushing, but I knew my cheeks were beet red. “Since you’re mine, only I can say when you’re free to go. And you’re not free to go just yet.”
I sensed he was filled with joy at the mind-fucking game he played with me. I was a puppet on a string. “Listen, you don’t have to play this game.”
“We spoke about this at the office. Our arrangement, remember?”
“Victor, I’m quite sure this is normal for you, but despite my enjoyment, this isn’t for me. I just can’t have emotionless sex with a guy. It’s just not me.”
“Well, technically you have already. Numerous times.” He did have a point.
“I’m just having a hard time with this.
“I’m going to
“Grab a condom.” His cock seemingly grew another inch. Silky fluid pulsed out the slit of his erection. I wanted it in me – all of it. Victor seized his pants leg with his toes and pulled it towards the couch. His eyes remained locked with mine as he reached into the back pocket and pulled out a shiny, purple sex package. The smell of latex and seduction filled the air.
I snatched the condom from his fingers and rolled it down to his base. I lifted up my knee and glided my pussy down his iron length. A collective moan came between us.
“Shit, you feel so good.” With both of his hands, he clenched my waist and braced for impact. I took hold of his biceps and rocked slowly back and forth. Being on top of him felt natural. Sex with him was just natural period. It liberated me.
I placed my hands on his sweaty chest and sped up my rhythm. He clamped down on his teeth and let out an earthy grown. I bent over and kissed him angrily and he grabbed a chunk of my hair. My hips wound on his muscular pelvis frenziedly. I slowed down and then sped up again making his eyes roll in the back of his head. I tightened my pussy around his dick like a python. “Fuck!” he yelped.
I had total control. I didn’t care about having an orgasm. I wanted to make him to come like no woman had ever made him come before. I twirled my hips around in a circular motion. Victor’s eyes rolled in the back of his head and beads of sweat formed on his brow.
I lifted up and reached around to massage his balls. I cupped them with my left hand and flicked his nipple with my other fingers. “Fuck. I can’t hold it anymore. I’m gonna come!” His face flushed with passion.
Our screams of bliss were earsplitting. I collapsed on Victor’s chest and plopped my waist violently on his shaft. Our lips caressed each other’s as we simultaneously reached an earth-shattering apex. His shaft unloaded and my flower thrummed. There wasn’t a breath left in my lungs. I lay on top of him as he wrapped his arms around me. I wished I could stretch the moment out longer. It was sweet.
***
As soon as our moment of bliss passed, so many questions arose. This was straight out of a girl’s fantasy, right? Seduced by a sexy billionaire? So why did I feel sour about this? Most girls would kill for this type of scenario. Anyone else besides me would run to the bathroom and text every bff in their contacts and spill all the juicy beans. They would have taken a dozen or so selfies in the luxurious suite and posted them to Instagram for everyone to fawn over. So why didn’t I bask in all the ‘eat your heart out’ potential of the situation? Because I didn’t feel like I deserved it. I knew this was temporary. I knew this was for one night. I knew this was charity. The end of the road wasn’t too far off.
Victor went to the bathroom and came back with two wet towels. I lay on the couch while he patted the droplets of sweat on my naked body. Nice gesture, but it felt contrived. I sat up abruptly and put my dress back on.
“Wait. Where are you going?” His voice filled to the brim with shock.
“You don’t have to act like were supposed to cuddle or anything. I know the routine."
“I’m not ready for you to leave. I bought you.” I tried to hide my blushing, but I knew my cheeks were beet red. “Since you’re mine, only I can say when you’re free to go. And you’re not free to go just yet.”
I sensed he was filled with joy at the mind-fucking game he played with me. I was a puppet on a string. “Listen, you don’t have to play this game.”
“We spoke about this at the office. Our arrangement, remember?”
“Victor, I’m quite sure this is normal for you, but despite my enjoyment, this isn’t for me. I just can’t have emotionless sex with a guy. It’s just not me.”
“Well, technically you have already. Numerous times.” He did have a point.
“I’m just having a hard time with this.
“I’m going to
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