Page 78 of S is for SEX

Completely naked, she walked toward me, carefully placing one foot directly in front of the other as if she were walking down a runway in a fashion show.

“Did you get me any panties?”

I shook my head.

“Shame,” she said. “I’ll have to go commando. I hope he doesn’t get a glimpse of my cooter.”

She stopped a few feet from me, turned around completely, and bend at the waist. Hovering over the pile of clothes with her ass pointed directly at my face, she admired the dress.

“This is pretty.”

I stared at her pussy. I pressed my tongue against the roof of my dry mouth and fought to swallow. “Uh huh.”

“It’s so soft and smooth.”

Although she couldn’t see me, I nodded in agreement.

She glanced over her shoulder. “I like how it feels when I touch it.”

I twisted to the side and pressed down against my stiff cock. “You little bitch. Do you think you can manipulate me into giving you some dick?”

She straightened her posture and turned to face me. “All this talk about stealing and trying to get the diamond back made my little pussy wet.” She reached down, cupped her hand against her crotch, and curled her middle finger upward.

“It just slipped right in there. Did you see that?” She raised her free hand to her mouth and covered it, feigning innocent shock.

If her ability to act when she was in front of the jeweler was no better than what I was seeing, I’d never find out where my diamond was.

I knew there was no time for sex, but my stiff dick didn’t seem to care about my schedule. “Get dressed.” I snapped.

“Fine,” she said. “Maybe I’ll get that jeweler guy to give me some dick.”

I glared at her. “The fuck you will.”

She picked up the dress. “I’m dripping wet. I don’t want it, I need it. I bet if I ask him really nice, he’d take me in the back and give me some. I might even find out where your diamond is.”

The thought of it infuriated me. I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my slacks, and pushed them to mid-thigh.

“If there’s going to be any dick given to you, it comes from me. Understand?” I snarled.

A shocked look washed over her and she swallowed heavily. “Now? Or, uhhm, always?”

“Until I say differently,” I said. “Now, bend the fuck over.”

She pressed her bare chest onto the loveseat. I gripped my cock in my hand, and with my slacks around my thighs, stumbled toward her.

I stood behind her for a moment, admiring her. The late-evening sun came through the large windows on the western wall, and provided natural lighting for the entire room. Seeing her bent over and ready to give herself to me sexually was a beautiful sight. Her skin seemed to have more radiance, a deeper color – a certain glow I had yet to notice.

Astonished at what was before me, I stood in complete awe and stared.

Something had changed.

I shook my head and guided my stiff cock into her tight warmth. It felt heavenly to be inside of her; her tight pussy clenching me like a vise. I closed my eyes and sighed quietly as each stiff inch of my cock slipped inside.

She moaned in pleasure. I pushed my hips against her rounded butt cheeks, burying myself as deep within her as I possibly could. With my balls against her clit, and the head of my dick bottomed out deep in her vaginal walls, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her ear.

“Until further notice, this little pussy of yours is mine. No one else’s. Mine.”

“Ohh…Kay,” she breathed.

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