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Chapter 7 by daciasdesire daciasdesire

What's next?

Out of control.

Whilst Stephen was happy to paw at Mara’s tits, to begin with, he wanted to see what the girl he’d always fantasized about looked like in all her glory. Placing his hands on either side of her rapidly bobbing head, it took Stephen some strength to pull her mouth from his shaft she was sucking so hard now.

“Take your dress off and get your tits out. I want to see you naked,” Stephen said.

“No,” Mara whined. The degradation was enough already. It was bad enough she was being **** to suck his cock and enjoyed it. She didn’t want him to see her body too.

“Do it. I only have to press one key and then the whole world will get to see what an easy slut you are.”

There was no stopping Stephen now that she had let him start this. Ugh! He was even taking off his own clothes completely now. He looked like a disgusting fat little toad seated on her couch with his flabby belly drooping down to his hips. Well, at least his big fat cock still stuck out admiringly. That was probably the one really nice thing on his body. What would it feel like if Mara?... No! Stop that thought immediately she told herself.

Despite her inner turmoil, Mara slowly started to reach for the straps of her maxi dress and pull them down off her shoulders. Sliding the stretchy material down her torso, Mara wished she’d put something different on before she’d invited Stephen around. As the dress came down over her breasts, Mara’s dark nipples were instantly exposed. She hadn’t put a bra on. She didn’t think she needed to with Stephen. Her sensitive teats were already as hard and pointed as they go. A clear sign of female arousal if Stephen had known what that was.

“Mmmm keep going. Take it all off.”

Stephen’s words hadn’t been needed as Mara was already in the process of removing her dress entirely. Why was she doing that? Was it habit or instinct to be naked as well whenever Mara was in the intimate company of another male?

Stepping out of her dress Mara stood before Stephen shyly in just a plain white g-string. She held her hands over her groin in a last-ditch attempt at modesty.

“Yeah. Let's see that too,” Stephen said.

Mara didn’t take her hands away even as Stephen started to run his hands up her inner thighs. All the way from her shins and up towards her hips. She tried to slap his hands away when they touched hers but they ended up in a stupid-looking slap fight that ended when Stephen grabbed a full handful of Mara’s groin and she nearly toppled over moaning.

“Oh you’re so fucking hot for this, aren’t you.”

“No! You sick pig!”

Stephen pulled the flimsy panties down and stabbed his fingers painfully at Mara’s pussy. She was so wet and sticky that one of his fingers easily slid inside her. She gasped at the sudden incredible sensation and her legs began to shake.

Stephen was like a shark smelling blood now. His lust was up and every single depraved porno he’d ever watched was firing through his brain on looped repeat. He fingered Mara’s slit haphazardly. It felt like all thumbs and no skill. Mara prayed she wouldn’t orgasm right there.

She blessed her lucky stars when Stephen took his hand back and she was saved from humiliating herself. If only she’d been able to think two seconds ahead as Stephen grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down to the couch.

Mara fell face first onto the settee, her thong still caught halfway down her thighs, her knees on the floor. Stephen was fast, before Mara could even think he was behind her pulling her g-string down and off one leg. He knelt behind her. Fat cock in one hand, the other on the small of her back.

“No. No. Stephen, no,” Mara begged, aware of what he was going to do.

The round bulbous head of Stephen’s cock pressed against the juicy, swollen lips of Mara’s cunt and then was slamming inside of her.

Lights shot through Mara’s eyes as she buried her head into the pillows and the cushions. Her back arched and her pussy pressed back, guiding Stephen’s cock deep within with a mind all of its own. She wanted to scream, her body needed it, but not for the police or help. Mara wanted to scream and moan her guts out as the thickest, fattest cock she could ever imagine feeling pummelled her insides.

Mara would keep her face down on the sofa so Stephen couldn't hear her cries and groans each time he filled her so deliciously up. She was being stuffed fuller than she would have thought she could handle. Stephen would never have known she was just about to orgasm…

If he hadn’t just grabbed her hair and pulled her face up.

“Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” Mara screamed as cool air touched her face.

The next thirty seconds were just shrieks as Mara’s pussy walls collapsed around Stephen’s rock-hard cock. She shuddered and pulsations ran the full length of her body. Her pussy squeezing and throbbing as it was wrapped tight around Stephen’s steely length. Mara imagined she could feel Stephen’s heartbeat pulsing within her. Strong, rhythmic thumps that reminded her of something else.

Like a cock exploding inside her.

“Stephen! Did you?” Mara tried to turn and ask but he was still locked tight inside her pussy as he delivered the finished touches of his spitting seed. “Fuck! Why didn’t you pull out of me?”

“You didn’t tell me to.”

How could she? She’d been experiencing one of the greatest orgasms of her life too but Mara couldn’t tell him that. “I’m going to get pregnant!”

Even the threat of pregnancy wasn’t enough to make Stephen pull out. He pressed his still-hard cock into Mara’s greasy slit with each one of his cum-shots aftershocks.

With a loud queefing of air, Stephen finally pulled out and his cum swiftly started to burst forth from Mara’s used and abused cunny. Thick white cream stained her enflamed petals as her passageway gaped open lingeringly.

“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit,” Mara chanted panicky as she went to stand up and Stephen’s juices started to run down her legs.

She didn’t know what to do. Things had just escalated infinitely. As she paced the apartment leaking cum Mara happened to look out the front window of her second-story apartment. Just as she saw Hugh’s car pulling into their shared parking space.

What does she do?

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