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Chapter 11 by sammycolt sammycolt

How much more can she take? How much does he give?

He fucks her brains out and finishes

„Kiss it!“ Stefan ordered in a low voice, towering high over her.

Jessica looked up, her breasts still heaving, pussy still tingling from her most recent orgasm. This man… he oozed dominance! His wiry, lean frame was well-defined and after what he had put her through she could personally vouch for the fact that he was fit, but he wasn’t an intimidating bulk of muscle. Instead it rather was his face, his eyes stern and demanding as he leered down at her, his gaze making her feel submissive.

She lowered her eyes, unable to meet his a second longer, and looked at his cock, pointing at her, the tip bobbing inches away from her face. Slowly she moved up to her knees, shuffling into position to comply with her lovers demands, her movements a little awkward as her hands were still restrained behind the small of her back.

“That’s it, Ficksau!” the German growled as she submissively knelt in front of him.

Puckering her lips, Jessica looked up at him, knowing of the picture of dominance they must have been. She didn’t know what he called her, but the way he was spitting the word out gave her a general idea… and it made her cunt quiver! Leaning forward she lightly pressed her soft lips against the bobbing head of his penis, feeling him twitch as she put a big smooch on the tip.

She continued to spread big, loving kisses all over the head of his cock, never breaking eye-contact as she did. Stefan shuddered under her worshiping mouth and he reached down to grab a fistful of her hair.

“Very good!” he praised her in a soft voice before he roughly shoved her backwards, taking Jessica by surprise as her constrained shoulders hit the edge of the bed with a loud ‘thud’.

Gasping shocked, she stared at him, but before she had the chance to say even a single word Stefan had closed the distance between them and he reached out and stopped any noise by swiftly wrapping his fingers around her dainty throat.

Jessica gargled as her air-supply was stopped and she squeezed her eyes shut, her mouth ineffectively gasping for air. If she could have, she would have screamed as the man lifted her, all but gently, by her throat, pulling her up to her feet and before she even knew what was happening his tongue hungrily **** its way between her lips.

Treat a whore like a princess and a princess like a whore… Well, for this princess the old saying was definitely good advice. Stefan could barely get enough of her sweet reactions, it seemed the rougher he was with her, the better she responded! He grabbed the back of her head with his other hand while still squeezing her petite throat and held her in place as his tongue plundered her mouth. The little slut had to stand on her tip-toes as he held her like this, she was completely at his mercy, her tits jiggling as her hands twisted in their restraints.

As sudden as the kiss had begun Stefan ended it, his teeth nibbling at Jessica’s full bottom lip as he broke away and then tossed her backwards. Squealing, Alba sailed through the air, before she landed on the bed with a grunt, her tied hands beneath her.

Catching her breath she looked up at the man, at a loss for words for the moment. Stefan’s grin was big as ever as he grabbed her legs and without any resistance pulled them onto his shoulders, the position with her feet bobbing high in the air presenting her bald clam completely, her wrists, tied behind the small of her back, propping her ass up even more.

She felt the tip of his cock, slowly brushing along her soaked slit, from top to bottom and back up and realized that the man had already put on another condom and was now ready to fuck her again! He leaned forward, pushing her legs further back and almost bending her double, her lower body now completely exposed. The grim look in his eyes told her that Stefan wouldn’t go easy on her now!

“AIII!” she shrieked loudly in a pain-pleasure-mix as Stefan roughly pushed forward, piercing her slippery folds open and almost brutally burying his cock inside her. She thanked God she had been soaking wet and pre-stretched, otherwise it really would have hurt!

“You’re such a disgusting, little slut!” Stefan growled, his upper body pushing her legs even further down, her knees now pressing against her breasts. With wide eyes she stared up at him, completely at his mercy.

Dreckige Ficksau! Nasty bitch! Dirty little whore! Verficktes Bückstück!” With every thrust- quickly building up a fast pace- Stefan spat another insult in a German-English-mix into her face. She didn’t understand half of it, but she had a pretty good idea what he was calling her and every syllable, paired with his rough, pounding thrusts, turned her on more.

“AI… AH…OH…AH….” She squeaked with every powerful thrust as he pounded her helpless frame into the mattress. Her little cunt was literally drooling by now, her juices smeared everywhere as again and again, Stefan’s scrotum slapped against her exposed asshole.

“Please…” she gasped, not entirely sure what she was begging for as she felt another orgasm built. Stefan now completely lay on top of her, his shoulders pushing her toes into the mattress above her head, and he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers, which dampened her moans.

She felt him reach down and spread her ass-cheeks, opening her even further and it felt like he was pounding her deepest insides.

“HMMMMPHHH!” she screamed into his mouth, her eyes fluttering as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks; her tired, sore body shuddering violently as she came. Stefan didn’t even slow down, instead he kept pounding her cunt, his grunts also turning more urgent. His pistoning cock made the orgasm even more intense, both in pleasure and in pain and she finally broke away from his kiss, throwing her head to the side and let out an ear-piercing scream. “AAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!”

Her orgasm finally sent her fucker over the edge. With a grunt, Stefan yanked his cock from her quivering, soaked snatch and straightened, her legs still on his shoulders as he urgently pulled of the used condom and with a flick of his wrist tossed it into her face! Jessica didn’t even seem to notice though, too lost in her own pleasure, her poor body still wrecked by shudders.

Snarling, Stefan jerked his dick a few more times and then exploded with a roar, shooting a huge load in several jets across his victims stomach, even reaching up to her shuddering tits and to her throat.

When he came down from his orgasm the tension left his body and he sat back on his heels, catching his breath. After a few seconds, when his heart-rate had slowed a little he looked down, a proud smile on his face. He hadn’t just fucked her, he had destroyed her! Cum smeared over her tummy and tits, her pussy juice-smeared and quivering, her eyes closed and mouth gasping, the used condom draped over the left side of her face was just the cherry on top. American sluts were awesome!

Taking another minute of enjoying the sight of the battered starlet, Stefan stood up. He pulled the condom off her face and tossed it in the bathroom bin before grabbing a quick shower.

When he came back into the bedroom, still drying off with his towel, Jessica had recovered enough to sit up, leaning against the bed’s headboard. His jizz was still splattered over her, her hands still restrained and her legs were slightly spread, but there was a huge, beaming smile on her face as she looked at him.

He smiled back, wordlessly picking the key to the handcuffs up from the nightstand and motioning for her to turn, to which she obliged. Despite his recent orgasm he could feel his penis twitch at the delicate sight of her tight butt when he unlocked the cuffs, but he constricted himself to copping a feel

“Thanks!” Jess smiled as he tossed her his towel and she used it to wipe the sweat and mixed juices from her body, “Think I’ll need a shower though!”

“Then hurry!” Stefan said with a wink, “Get dressed! I’ll meet you downstairs in the lobby in half an hour! After all I promised you an adventure, one you won’t want anyone to find out about!”

Alba giggled as she got up and went to collect her clothes when Stefan stopped her.

“Clothes stay here!” he handed her her room key, “Now go!”

Jessica’s jaw fell. “You want me to go naked?!”

The German smiled. “It’s just one room down the hall… It’s your holiday, live a little!”

On every other occasion she would have refused, but the long, amazing session still had left her a little dick-drunk, and streaking down the hall to her room suddenly seemed enticing. Besides: her skirt was ruined anyway… “Okay,” she whispered with a naughty smile and grabbed her key.

Opening the room door she looked left and right before stepping outside…

What's next? Does she get caught? What are Stefan's plans?

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