Tales of Darkness & Sin - Pepper Winters Page 0,184

God my girl likes the dirty talk. I continue with the filth, watching her lips part further in pleasure.

My hips rear back and I drive in without shame. I make her take it hard until I let her take it slow. It's the only way I'm going to break her in right. She’s wet for me as I ease up my hips and change my angle, knowing full well I’m going to find her spot. I do find it. I find the tender place deep that has her gasping to a whole different tune.

Oh yes, I’ve got her.

“Tell me harder,” I say, and she whimpers, nervous.

Her hips answer before her mouth does.

“Harder, please…”

“Relax into it,” I grunt, and she nods.

I lean back enough to circle her clit as I grind myself in. Her hairy pussy is a delight for both of us as it adds another wave of pleasure. I love it that way.

I know she’s tensing up, reaching her peak, and I want to match and come inside her, but I don’t dare. I can’t plant my seed in that forbidden cunt.

“Come for me, you dirty bitch," I say, and she lets herself free, circling herself against me as her breaths come out sharp and fast as I pound into her. "You're a dirty, dirty bitch for watching me fuck Betty Richards from your bedroom window. But it's what you wanted, right? For me to fuck you like I fucked her? You know what happens to whores like you? They get fucked harder, deeper, longer… better." I take a moment to catch my breath before I say, "Your cunt is mine."

"Yes," she moans. "Yes, I wanted…"

She can't even finish her words, let alone make sense. It’s fucking magnificent to watch her come with my cock inside her sore little hole.

I let her collapse, catching her breaths when I pull out of her. I barely give her a moment before I grab her hand and wrap her fingers around my length, thrusting myself against her.

I angle my cock across her swollen pussy and shoot my load in that bush of hair, loving how it streams and glistens. She gasps, fixated as my thick cream drips down her raw, pink cunt.

It’s when I pull away further that I see the gorgeous smears of blood on her thighs. My cock jerks at the sight, hardening. It’s a brilliance when she smiles at me, letting out a giggle right from her heart.

"What do you say, Lexi?"

She takes a moment to think.

“Thank you, sir,” she tells me, and I know she thinks our session is over. Showing her it's not, I bend down to clean the blood from her thighs with my tongue, slurping her up. She becomes lax in seconds and I reward her with a swipe over her very tender clit.

“There’s a long way to go this afternoon before you give me your thank you. Our lesson is far from over.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

Lexi

Far from over was right.

I spent the afternoon getting acquainted with Mr. Vaughn's cock. Once he got inside of me it was like he didn't want to leave. He couldn't control himself, grunting and biting me, all the while teaching me how to make a man feel good.

I hadn't even stepped over the threshold when he was tearing my clothes off and shoving his fat cock past my virgin barrier. He pumped his hips without remorse until he got seated where he wanted to between my thighs. I had a feeling he took me hard to prove a point, hitting the back of my cervix to rid me of pain and allow the beauty of pleasure to thrive between us.

God, I wanted to scream out in agony from how intrusive he was from the first thrust. It hurt so bad that I tore from it. Luckily, I have a vivid imagination and I've seen plenty of pornos to know what I like. All I had to do was imagine a camera up close and personal watching us have sex. I like seeing a cock thrust into a pussy, and I imagine I’m watching our own porno and a warmth ignites through my belly. It didn't take long to warm up to Mr. Vaughn's animalistic ways and my pussy to surrender to his mercy.

Yes, Mr. Vaughn. He's already instructed me to not call him by his first name while I'm riding his cock.

Sir or Mr. Vaughn is the only acceptable way to address him. I made a deal and said I'd submit