An Immodest Proposal (Sarah & Mark) by QuiverWriting

Mark grabs a fistful of Sarah’s hair at the base of her neck and shoves his throbbing cock against her mouth. Sarah opens her mouth and looks up at him hungrily as she takes him whole inside her mouth, relaxing her jaw and letting him use her face as a sex toy as she caresses his ass with her hands. Mark pulls harder on her hair as he continues to thrust against the back of her throat. Tears stream down her face as she looks up at Mark, hands falling to her sides as she is captured in the ecstasy of utter debasement.

“Play with yourself,” Mark demands. “Play with your tits and pussy while I fuck your face. Show me how much it turns you on to be used like a toy” he growls. Sarah moans in pleasure as she allows her hands to roam across her body, lifting her heavy breasts with both hands and letting them drop together. She pinches her nipple between two fingers while her other hand finds the cleft between her legs. She spreads herself apart, both hands now focused on her pussy. One hand still tightly gripping Sarah’s hair, Mark reaches down with the other to grab one of her breasts, kneading it in time with his thrusting.

Sarah’s moans are starting to get higher in pitch and intensity, overwhelmed by the sensation of Mark’s cock ramming against the back of her throat while he plays with her tits and she pleasures herself. Her left hand holds her pussy open, middle finger beckoning against her g-spot as her right hand frantically strokes her clit. Mark notices the change in Sarah’s rhythm as a sign of an impending orgasm and stops once more.

He pushes her face off his cock, letting it pulse in the air in front of her face. He pulls her up off the floor and crushes her against him, locking his lips against hers in a violent kiss. As he bites her bottom lip, Mark grips both of Sarah’s arms behind her back. Letting his mouth move across her face and down her neck, Mark twists her around until she is facing away from him. His hands still holding Sarah’s arms immobile in front of him, he maneuvers his cock between her thighs and begins thrusting again. He can feel the wetness of her eager pussy as his cock glides forward, enveloped by her outer folds.

Mark is nearing the limits of his own stamina at this point. “Bend over,” he says firmly. “Then raise your arms up and hold onto the back of the couch. And don’t you dare let go. I’m the only one who gets to touch you now.”

Swooning with arousal, and desperate to obey, Sarah complies, spreading her legs slightly further apart to give Mark easier access as she lifts her arms above her head. Mark grabs his cock and lines it up with Sarah’s waiting pussy, pausing for a moment as he watches Sarah quiver in anticipation. Finally, Mark pushes himself inside her up to the hilt, holding himself deep within her as the walls of her pussy contract, willing him to thrust again.

Bending over Sarah’s back, Mark grabs her tits from behind and kisses along the back of her neck, beginning to thrust as he does so. His pace steadily increasing, Mark is finally ready to let Sarah cum. One last image to push her over the edge, he thinks to himself.

“Is this how you want me to fuck her?” he asks. “Is this how I should do it, grabbing some other bitch’s tits and screwing her brains out?” He quickens the pace of his thrusts, each one hitting deeper inside her as his fingers pinch her nipples.

Sarah starts bucking beneath him, but Mark doesn’t relent. He grabs her neck as he fucks her harder. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You dirty little whore, you want to be punished. You want me to force you to watch as I fill–*thrust*–her–*thrust*–with–*thrust*–my–*thrust*–cum.” Sarah’s entire body shakes uncontrollably as she is overwhelmed by the sensations rocking through her from all sides. She opens her mouth and lets out a wailing scream as her orgasm finally overtakes her. The walls of her pussy clamp down around Mark’s cock in rhythmic spasms as he continues to thrust himself inside her.

Feeling her climax around him sends him over the edge. “Ohh fuck, ohh shit, I’m gonna cum,” he grunts.

“OHHHH Shhhitttt,” Mark yells as he cums, keeling over onto Sarah’s sweat-drenched back, his body jerking as his cock continues to pulse, draining his balls into Sarah’s needy cunt.

Sarah relaxes, soothed by the warm sensation of Mark’s seed seeping out of her as she collapses into the couch. Mark follows her, sprawling along the couch beside her. Finally able to move again, he reaches out to gently caress her cheek, looking lovingly into her eyes.

“I love you so much,” Mark says to Sarah, brushing his fingers through her hair. “You’re everything I could ever want.”

Sarah gazes back at him, utterly content. “I love you too.” She leans over and kisses him, gently laying her hand on his chest. “You make me so happy.” She lays her head down on his chest with a peaceful sigh.

“Hey, Sarah?” Mark says with a hint of nervousness.

“Yeah?” Sarah replies lazily.

“You wanna marry me?” he asks.

Sarah smiles as she looks back up at Mark. “Definitely.”

Author’s Note: Thanks for reading! If you have any feedback, comments or questions feel free to contact me via email – contact details available on my forum profile if you click my author name. If you are enjoying my stories (others include Chronicles of Succubus High and Empathic Echoes), please consider supporting my work on Patreon under the name Quiver. Again, see my profile for contact information. As a Patron you’ll get early access to my new stories and input into future work. Support from Patrons is what allows me to keep doing what I love, and every little bit helps!

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