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“Stand up and let me fuck you from behind.”
She spreads her legs, and I stand behind her, I draw closer, and she guides my cock into her wet pussy. I grab her hips and start to thrust. She wiggles her ass against my body, as my cock goes deep inside her. It's the perfect scene.
I can feel Isobel grab my balls as they slap against her pussy, she squeezes them as if to urge even hotter come from my body, I thrust harder and faster, my balls caressed as I slam into Isobel’s pussy. Then our sweat soaked bodies begin banging against each other, the noises from our fucking filling the house.
I feel my balls building pressure, my body about to release another load of hot come. I can feel Isobel’s pussy tighten as I’m suspecting that she’s going to climax any minute.
“I’m gonna come,” she squeals and I know that she’s so close to the edge.
Her body starts to shake and quiver, her legs tremble and shake as her body releases her into another climax.
“Oh, fuck!”
I growl as I thrust harder and faster, Isobel squeezes my balls, I can feel them contract as the come starts to be released, I withdraw my cock and frantically masturbate. My muscles tighten, and my legs buckle, my body releases another load of come, it shoots from the head of my cock and hits Isobel’s ass.
“Aaah fuck, that was good,” I let out in a groan.
I grab Isobel’s hand and lead her up the stairs, we reach the top, and I scoop her in my weary arms and carry her towards the bedroom thinking that this is the beautiful start of a fucking session. Just what I need after weeks of keeping her at bay.
Chapter 14
Isobel
I stretch my arms and body, I slept like a log, and I’m not surprised. I think back to the marathon fucking session we had last night, and lie wondering if I’ll be able to walk straight after that. I laugh. I glance to the side and can see that Christian has already woken and got out of bed.
I sit up and glance around the bedroom, the furnishings are pretty sparse and all made from wood and chrome. I can see Christian’s closet door open, and the clothes go on and on. It looks like a store with all the suits immaculately hanging by color code and shoes neatly placed beneath.
I lower my legs from the bed and head towards the bathroom. I stand and look at my naked body in the mirror. I notice the red marks on my neck where Christian had choked me as he has rammed his fingers into my throbbing pussy. I turn away from the mirror and can see several hand prints on my ass. Christian had surely given me a spanking, a good spanking that I enjoyed a lot more than I thought I would. The idea of being spanked as a kid used to scare me, as an adult it just excites me.
I climb in the shower, the steam’s rising from the hot water as I enter, the water slowly washing away the scent of our lovemaking, or was it pure lust? I’m a bit sore and can’t move around as much as I thought I could when I entered. So, I quickly rinse of my body and grab a bathrobe and wrap it around my body. I walk towards the stairs and grab the stockings, suspenders, and heels that I wore from the previous evening. I stand at the top of the stairs and hold onto the rail; I glance at the spot where we had our third and final orgasm for the evening; I can still picture Christian’s hot come running between the cheeks of my ass as he shot his load onto my back.
I slowly walk down the stairs listening for any sign of Christian.
“Christian,” I cry out and there’s still no sound, so I call out again.
“Christian, are you there?”
I can’t believe he has just fucked me stupid and left; there’s no sign of him being here, no dirty cups or anything. I mean, the place is like a show home, yet there are no signs of comfort, it has a clinical feel to it. I head to the kitchen and turn on the coffee machine, the aroma of freshly ground beans fills the air as the hot water draws the full roast flavor and deposits it into the cup. I heap extra-large spoons of sugar to replace the energy I expelled last night.
I walk into the office and look at the desk where he nearly fucked me first before we moved to the stairs, the papers and pens are all over the floor, and it flashes back to me… I was flailing my arms, and everything went crashing to the floor as we kissed in passion.
I place the cup on the desk and collect all the papers and stack
them neatly back on his desk, a secretary’s job is never done I think to myself as I smile at the thought of the desk action.
I hear a noise from the kitchen and grab my cup.
“Christian is that you,”
Nothing!
So, I start to panic as I wonder what the noise is, I am sure it was a door, and I sneak out of the office quietly.
I can see a man in the kitchen who is making coffee, “Can I help you?”
The man turns to surprise and smiles, “Sorry for startling you Miss Isobel, I am Jonah, Christian’s driver,” he says as he raises the cup to his lips.
“Ah, I see,” I reply, “do you know where Christian has gone to?”
