The Chain–Chapter 3
Isabelle and Bob have locked themselves in a hotel suite. Each one is committed to sex fighting all night to settle a personal grievance. Bob has taken control of the early stages of this match and made Isabelle cum twice in a very short period of time. The second of which was an earth shaking orgasm Bob delivered while fucking Isabelle doggy style.
After Isabelle finishes cumming, Bob lets go of her hair and she falls on to the bed. He’s had his way with her so far and wants to keep pressing the advantage, but can’t get carried away with fucking her into submission. For her part, Isabelle needs to quickly compose herself. Forget simply losing the fight, she has no desire to be his fuck doll for the rest of this night.
As soon as she is freed from Bob’s grasp, she takes a deep breath and calms her voice as much as possible. “Is that all you have for me?” she asks, just loud enough to be heard. She can’t let him know how much that second orgasm took out of her. Turning her neck to look at him in the eyes she continues, “I thought you were this tough, British sex fighter. “
Bob is taken aback by the feistiness of Isabelle. “You seem to forget who just came. Hard.”
She replies, “I’ve had bigger orgasms from horny teenagers,” getting up on her feet. Pulling her strength together, she’s now looking face to face at Bob. She can sense she’s put him off his game just a bit.
“I… I thought you would put up a better fight,” Bob stammers. While he thinks of what to say next, Isabelle steps right in puts her hand on his muscular chest. And with a firm extension of her arm, she pushes Bob backwards. He lands flat on his back. Isabelle sees the opening and swiftly climbs on top of Bob.
“Looks like you’re only a good talker behind a computer,” Isabelle taunts the reeling Bob. She straddles his hips and feels his aching cock underneath her. She rubs up against it once or twice before taking him back inside of her. Now on top, she controls the pace. Leaning forward, she bounces her ass up and down his shaft. This leaves her tits just inches away from Bob’s face. “You’ve been fucking me hard for 30 minutes… and your dick hasn’t had a moment’s rest. Your balls are swelling with cum. “
Bob shakes his head slightly and puts his hands up to try to move her magnificent breasts away. But he can’t concentrate with a tidal wave building up in his groin. Isabelle is right, he has been pushing hard without a moment’s rest. He now believes everything she says. All he can do is let out a deep grunt. “Yes Bobby, that’s right,” Isabelle says in a low, sultry voice. “Don’t even try to talk any more. I know you’re about to cum.”
No sooner have the words left her mouth when every muscle in his body contracts in a wicked orgasm. Isabelle is back in this match.