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Strictly Taboo(86)

By:Lisa Cartwright


“Tell me what you want me to do to you, Anne.” He said before pressing his lips firmly to hers and then pulling back.

“I want you to fuck me.” She said softly. “I want you to fuck me until I can't walk anymore. I want you to fuck me until I beg you to stop.” Francis’s cock swelled when he heard these words and he pressed his lips hard against hers.

“Then you shall get what you want, my Anne.” Francis slid down her body just enough to push against her smooth pussy lips with the tip of his cock.

“OOOHHHH!” Anne cried out loudly, her hands grasping at Francis’s hair. Francis locked his eyes on hers and with one sharp thrust, he buried the entirety of his shaft deep inside Anne’s tight wetness. “Oh God!” She panted. “Oh my God that felt incredible!” Francis could feel her pussy tightening around him. He pulled back and thrust hard again and he watched the ecstasy on her face as his balls slapped against her bare skin. Leaning down he pressed his mouth to her ear as he began to rhythmically thrust inside her. Every push greeted his cock with the smooth velvety wetness of her pussy and even pull reminded him that he could thrust once again.

“Cum for me, Anne.” He whispered in her ear.

“Oh God, yes!” She said as she reached around and grabbed his buttocks firmly. “Oooooh yeah, make me cum! Just like that!” Francis thrust hard, his cock becoming more and more ripe with each thrust. He tried to hold back, knowing that he couldn't spill his seed, not yet.

“Cum for me Anne!” He begged, this time a little more desperately. She dug her nails in to his buttocks as her whole body stiffened and her hips rose to meet his.

“OOOOHHH FUCK YES!” She screamed loudly as Francis felt the tightness of every muscle in her body. Then, as the rhythmic suckling of her pussy began, the aftermath of her orgasm, Francis was unable to control himself any longer. The first warm jet of his cum flooded in to Anne’s slick pussy. Francis willed himself to pull out before the second flood came, but he couldn't resist her silky softness. Again and again he filled her with his seed until he had no more left to give and he fell on top of her breathlessly. He buried his face in her neck.

“Mmm,” she hummed softly as she reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. “That was amazing.” She basked in the afterglow as Francis’s cum ran out of her.

Francis took a deep breath, taking in the scent of Anne’s body. Her wet musk was so sweet, but he smelled something else, something budding with ripeness, something that told him that his instincts to pull out had been right. Her body was ready to receive his seed. He exhaled slowly, pressing his lips to her neck. Anne giggled and turned her head to the side in an attempt to keep him from teasing her again. Little did she know that it would be the last kiss that she would ever receive.





Chapter 6

Francis looked at Anne’s lifeless body as she lay on his bed. Latching his trunk he gave her one last look before he dragged it to the door. There was no doubt now that he would have to leave. Even with the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door, he would only have a couple of days at most before someone suspected something. He dragged his trunk out to the concierge area and shut the door to his room behind him. All the while, as he dragged the trunk to the elevator and waited for it to arrive, he imagined the horror on her face. The look she had given him as she realized what he was and what he was doing to her. The desperation that turned suddenly to acceptance and then to peace as he drank the very last drop of her life from her veins. He hadn't wanted it to end this way. Valentina, perhaps, but not Anne. But what choice did he have? It was the mercy of a swift killing or the slow and agonizing death of his child taking her from the inside out.

The elevator door opened and Francis stepped inside. He would travel down to one of the lower floors and take the maintenance elevator from there. While he knew that there was little they could do to end his life if caught, he wasn't going to invite the possibility of a lifetime of confinement. He cursed himself for being so careless.

The elevator bounced to a stop on the eighth floor and Francis dragged his trunk out and down the hallway. He had no idea whether he was heading in the right direction, but it only made sense that the maintenance elevator should be somewhere towards the back of the hotel. As he dragged the trunk full of his clothing and minimal possessions, he couldn't help but hope that his fortune of barren hotel hallways would continue.

Fortunately for Francis the halls remained empty and the maintenance elevator was exactly where he thought it was going to be. Unfortunately for Francis, there was a maintenance worker inside the elevator when the doors opened.