Page 32 of Mr. Bossy


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CHAPTER ELEVEN

When we reached our room, I started stripping as I moved into the bedroom.

I was naked by the time I made it to the bed.I stepped out of my shoes and climbed up on the bed.

I turned to look at Kashnikov as I started softly bouncing, my big, perky breasts bobbing with each movement.

I fondled myself as he stripped down at my feet.

He groaned as he watched me, pumping at his cock when he had it out.“God, lapochka, I love your tits.I’m going to fuck them so good.Keep bouncing.”

He jerked hard at himself, watching my body, but it didn’t last long before he let himself go with a curse.“Fuck.Even my hand is too much for me with you in the room.Get on your back.Open your legs.I’m going to get my dick wet in your pussy first.”

I laid down, parting my legs wide.He crawled on top of me, pushing his cock into my pussy slowly, like he was afraid I was sore.

I was.He’d ridden me more hard and often than I’d ever been in my life.But I didn’t say a word and he pulled out swiftly.His cock was sopping as he crawled up and straddled my rib cage.

He pushed my heavy tits together and I watched his face as he fucked between, rutting into my aching breasts, hugging himself with the tender flesh of each round globe.

My hands covered his, stroking over him and myself.I pinched my hard nipples, and I was gratified to hear him groan.

“Fuck,” he gritted out.“I fucking love your tits.I’m going to come fast and coat your entire chest with my cum.Tell me you want it.Tell me to fuck your tits.”

“Fuck my tits, Kashnikov.Please.Fuck them harder.Fuck them as hard as you want.”

He groaned and started coming all over me, holding his dick to aim each spurt of cum across my nipples, down my ribs, up to my neck, and all over my tits.

He left me playing with my own breasts as he crawled lower on my body and started sucking at my cunt.He spent long minutes down there, worshipping my pussy, saying the most outrageous things, and somehow making me love every word of it.

It was some time later in that drunk-lust haze, and he had me nearly on the edge, about to come, when he pulled back and flipped me around onto my stomach.

“Up on your elbows and knees,” he told me roughly.

I did it, and he rewarded me with two fingers in my cunt, shoving in and out with just the right rhythm to get me off.As I hit the edge, about to let go, I felt his tongue lick softly at my back entrance.

I came with a scream shaped into his name.

He kept licking, his fingers pulling out of me to play with my cunt, and slowly drag up to my ass.He pushed a finger slowly into me and we both groaned.I felt something warm and wet moving around his finger and realized it was his tongue again, licking me as he fingered me.I felt his blunt tip at the entrance to my pussy, and moaned at the multiple assaults on my senses.

He entered me slowly, rocking back and forth once, twice.I moaned a protest as he pulled himself out completely.

He made it slightly better by replacing his thick cock with two busy fingers.

I knew what was coming, why he’d lubricated himself in my cunt, but it was still a shock when his tip penetrated my back entrance.He stopped moving when I cried out, his fingers working me harder.He had me so close to coming that my body relaxed enough to let him push his cock deeper into my ass.

“Please,” I cried out, no clue what I was even asking for.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he grunted in my ear, shoving himself balls deep into my ass.

I came and he started moving, fucking my ass hard and fast.He was talking filthy, of course, but by then I couldn’t understand a word of it.He’d switched to Russian.

I felt boneless as he worked me over and pulled out, rubbing his spurting cock all over my puckered anus and ass cheeks.I couldn’t move for the life of me.

He was kissing my back, his dick still humping and squirting against my flesh, as I drifted to sleep with a smile on my face.

I roused a few times as he took off my ring and earrings, turned me over and cleaned me.I remember feeling something soft and warm turn in my chest as I felt him wiping my makeup clean.He was the tenderest, most arousing man.It was addictive.

When I woke, the sun was streaming into the room, the balcony doors open wide to let in the breeze and sunlight.

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