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Click hereHe started going even faster and Grace's moans got even louder. She had to brace herself on the couch with both arms as she gripped into the fabric.
"Oh my god! Please don't stop!" The feeling was unbelievable. Grace's eyes rolled back and let her body lose control. Her boobs bounced with every thrust; Grace felt herself nearing climax.
The thug continued thrusting and Grace screamed. She felt herself tighten and release with her orgasm as waves of pleasure crashed through her entire body.
"Fuck." The man grunted at her sudden tightness and pulled out before he came. Grace, spent from her orgasm, collapsed on the couch.
The man groaned after a few seconds. Grace looked up and saw him jerking himself. Surprising herself yet again Grace bit her lip and said, "Let me help you out with that." She leaned over and stroked his shaft. "Please give me your cum!"
Not long after, the man groaned even louder and his cock erupted. His semen splattered Grace's chin, pert chest, and pale stomach; his dick twitched and some cum leaked onto Grace's hand. She licked some of his cum off of her hand. Her subconscious was slightly alarmed that not only was she eating cum, a sexual activity she normal disliked, she was actually relishing the salty taste.
Grace casually dismissed the thought and attributed her unusual sluttiness to her dry spell as she absent-mindedly licked the semen around her mouth.
The man, however, didn't waste any time. He swiftly put his pants back on and walked to the door. As he opened the door, the man looked Grace in the eyes and said, "What you're looking for is behind the painting." Then he walked out and shut the door.
His words snapped Grace out of her post-orgasmic daze. How did he know what she was looking for? She hurriedly stood up and ran to the door, not concerned that she was still topless and cum-covered; Grace needed to ask how he knew anything and why he was helping.
She opened the door and looked both ways to try to catch sight of him, but he was nowhere to be found. It didn't seem possible to Grace that anyone could run out of sight so quickly. Deciding that she couldn't chase after him without arousing suspicion, Grace re-entered the office and shut the door behind her.
Sure enough, behind the painting was a cabinet with papers extensively detailing the Red King's drug trade. Grace pulled out her phone and took pictures of as many dossiers as she could before someone found her. She would have good news for her team, but wasn't sure if she should tell them about her mystery helper or the fucking he had given her.
- COMMENTS
astuffedshirt_pervabout 1 year agoGood start!
I like it and will keep tab on this story. Any reason for River City? what is her superheroine name?
One option for improvement: he…said, "What you're looking for is behind the painting."
This seems too obvious as a set-up. How about. “Thanks, babe. Big boss usually comes back from lunch in 30 minutes or so, be out before then.”
Then she searches the room with her superpowers and finds what she needs.
ChaosBreakerXover 1 year agoI really enjoyed the first chapter. The sex scene is steamy! Grace is an interesting character and I want to learn more about her. What is her superheroine name? I think that is the only thing that is missing in my opinion.
