My Superman….

I opened my eyes but couldn’t see a thing. I could feel the blindfold tied tight across my eyes and that I was sitting on what felt like a bed.  The last thing I remember was being at the club shaking my ass for some frat boys. This couldn’t be good. I went to move my hand up to my face and someone grabbed my hand. I screamed, but then a husky voice told me to be quiet and that screaming wouldn’t help me anyway – no one would hear. The voice almost sounded familiar, but I was so scared I couldn’t place it.


This guy started lecturing me on how bad of a girl I was for dancing for those boys and teasing them with my tight body. I apologized, but he didn’t care, he told me he was going to teach me a lesson. Something in his tone told me he was serious but that he wasn’t going to hurt me. He proceeded to rip off my clothes, and I didn’t resist. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of being taken and made to do things for this mystery man with the sexy voice. He fucked my mouth first, then my pussy and then my ass.


As he was pounding my ass, I knew he was going to cum. I was screaming from the pain, and he filled me up with his hot sperm. He pulled out, cum running down my legs, and I rolled over and laid on the bed trying to catch my breath. I felt his hand on my face and he pulled the blindfold off. My vision was blurry, at best, and it was dark in the room, but the first thing I was able to see was the pants he had just pulled on. They were fleece Superman pajama bottoms. My brain clicked, and I knew immediately who it was! My eyes glanced up, and there he was – my Countryboy I had fucked the week before. He smiled and then spread my legs to finish me off with his tongue. Who knew that my superhero would be the same guy I thought I was going to need rescued from? I am one lucky little whore…

1 comments

  1. Once again. SHE DELIVERED
    AWESOME MY CRAZY BITCH
    YIPPEE

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