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Revenge by any Means (Kyrth & Alexandria94)

Morgan genuinely smiled at how thoughtful it was to buy the movies, but then she quickly blushed because she remembered how that night had progressed on after the first movie they watched. She stood up and put the shorts on, having to tie them of course because of how much smaller her frame was compared to his. Then to her surprise and most likely his, she walked over and hugged him, just for a couple of seconds, with her arms around his waist and her head on his chest. It was a nice couple of seconds and in the back of her head something was smiling, but something was also screaming for her to not touch him willingly like this. Pulling back she looked up at his face through the mask, and blushed hard while biting her lip. "Sorry." She said and walked back over to the couch, turning her head away from him while looking at the DVDs, hoping her face would calm down from being so flushed.
 
Scott was surprised by her move and silence, save for the quiet apology after the hug. He couldn't help but think his plan was progressing, it seemed that she was coming to like him. He opened up episode four and put it into the DVD player, sitting on the couch beside Morgan. As the movie progresses he shuffles and lets his arm slip over her shoulders, another ten minutes pass and almost absently his hand moves to her breast.
 
Morgan was very relaxed by them just watching a movie, she would laugh, and even though it hurt the bruise in her side it wasn't unbearable, she didn't even have to clutch at her side anymore. For some reason she felt okay with the arm around her shoulders, but when his hand slipped and was over her breast, he didn't really seem to notice it but she did, and it made her heart race. At that moment she wasn't able to concentrate on the movie only him, how warm he was, and how close. She still wanted to see his face, but knew he wouldn't let her, but maybe she could get something else. Turning slightly so she could look at him, she said; "If I ride you, here, on this couch, will you give me a clue as to who you are?" Her hands were shaking lightly from nervousness.
 
Scott was really getting into the movie, when Morgan suddenly interrupted. He blinked a few times, processing her words before he turned his attention to her and realized where his hand was. She hadn't objected to it so he didn't move it either. He considered her offer and wondered what sort of clue he could give her. He shrugged and pulled the mask up to reveal his unshaven jawline, it was a clue but since he had changed so much since she would have last seen him he doubted it would help her.

He reached over with his free hand and captured her jaw, leaning over and taking a deep kiss from her lips. He slipped his hand into her shirt and cupped a bare breast. He looked into her eyes as he broke the kiss.

"You sure you're up to this right now? You could lie on your side and suck my cock now, you can ride me when you've healed up a bit," he offered as he caressed her skin.
 
Morgan could feel her lips tingle from his kiss and she was silently wondering why they were doing that. She moved one of her hands up to touch the jawline he had exposed, simply because she could and he didn't tell her she wasn't allowed to. Letting her hand fall to his muscled neck she told him playfully, "That was the worse clue in the history of mankind." She couldn't help it and she started laughing as she took his hand from her breast and the other one from her neck to put them down at his sides.
Crawling off of the couch she stood in front of him and leaning over she started kissing his neck and when she got to his shirt she made him take it off. She kissed and bit her way down his muscled chest and when she got to his pants she lowered herself to her knees and pulled his pants down to his mid-thigh. His obviously already semi-hard cock popped out at her as she leaned over to lick him from the head to the base and back up again. That was when she took his head into her mouth and she was relentless with her cock sucking once she started. She had most of it in her mouth and while her tongue swirled around, her hand pumped at the bottom while the rest of it was constantly deep throated.
 
"You never specified it had to be a good clue," he smirked in return as she laughed. He leaned back into the chair in amazement as she started to kiss his flesh. He didn't know what had come over her but she sure wasn't complaining as he helped her remove his shirt and lower his pants. She was showing remarkable flexibility considering the bruise.

He wasn't exactly sure if she was taking his offer to switch to the blowjob, or warming him up for sex. Either way he was enjoying her ministrations, he let out soft groans as her tongue and mouth got to work on his cock. They grew louder and deeper as she took the tip into her throat and continued to tease with her tongue.

"Fuck you're good," he hissed between gritted teeth, he reached down and unbound the shirt before starting to pull it over her head, with her mouth busy it got awkward so he growled, "This off now!"
 
Silently smiling in the back of her head, she knew that if she tried this was a war she could win if she truly wanted, so that was exactly what she intended to do. Morgan pulled back slightly, and all the movement was making her bruise hurt just a bit but in the heat of the moment it only took a mere second to get her shirt off and thrown on the floor as she went back to his cock.
Morgan took his entire cock into her mouth this time, and her hand played with his balls since there was no room left on his cock for her hand to pump. She could hear his sounds of ecstasy and for some reason it made her pussy throb and become wet between her legs, something she hoped he wouldn't find out.
 
Scott was tempted to grab her head and thrust into her tight throat. But he held back, instead leaning back and gripping the sofa cushions as she took his shaft to the hilt. He watched her bobbing swiftly on his cock, his groans evidence of his enjoyment. It didn't take long for her to bring him to climax.

"Fuck, cuming!" he hissed a few moments before his cock began to throb and ropes of hot, sticky cum erupted into her hot, wet mouth.

His hips bucked as he came hard into her mouth, he leaned back into the couch, breathing hard as he came down from his climax, "Mmm, fuck you're naughty when you want to be," he smirked as he reached down and lifted her to her feet, before she could protest he untied the shorts and pushed them down, he turned her around and pulled her down onto his lap. His hand slipped around her waist and down between her thighs. His fingers rubbed over her wet pussy lips and he grinned.

"Did you enjoy doing that?" he asked as he slipped a finger into her pussy, starting to thrust slowly, his free hand capturing a breast and gently teasing her nipple.
 
Morgan easily swallowed the cum from his powerful climax, finding that if she is this willing and playful with him she actually liked the taste of his semen as she looked up to him with a smile, licking her lips. She also found that while he stripped her and pulled her into her lap she liked that too, and it confused her. She could feel his hot skin against hers and she was amazed at how over sensitive her skin was at the moment. She could feel each of his muscles against her back as she leaned into his touch. Biting her lip as his finger slipped into her, she couldn't stifle the moan that escaped her. Her nipples were already hard and his playing only made her hips roll a little bit more as her head leaned back to lay on his shoulder.
"Why am I acting like this?" She whispered as her hands gripped as his hard hip muscles.
 
"It's not wrong to enjoy yourself," he whispered as he slipped a second finger inside, thrusting them slowly into her wet folds, "You're stuck in this situation, why not take whatever pleasures are offered?"

He felt her writhe on his lap as his fingers pumped into her hot, tight cunt while he rolled and pinched her hard nipples. He could feel her wetness around his fingers and as soon as he recovered from his orgasm he was going to have her pussy. He was torn between making her cum over and over again or keeping her on edge until he impaled her on his cock once more. He would try and keep her on edge if he could, but he didn't know her well enough yet to ensure she didn't cum.
 
Morgan's breathing was getting heavy as she closed her eyes. She decided to take him up on his offer and let the pleasure run over her body. Moans slowly filling the air along with the scent of their arousal. Her breath came in short pants, and just because she was feeling up to it, she turned her head, a devious smile adorning her mouth that he probably couldn't see. She latched on to his neck and started to suck and bite on it.
 
Scott groaned happily as she responded to his ministrations, his fingers working faster as her moans filled the room. He gave her nipple a sharp pinch as she bite his neck and his fingers pushed in deeper, brushing over her g-spot. He groaned as he teased the sensitive spot carefully, "Are you close?" he asked softly. She could feel his cock growing hard once more against her ass.
 
After he asked her that question she realized just how close she was. Morgan could feel her pussy clenching on his fingers as she pulled back from his neck, surprised at how big and purple the hickey was. She laid her head back against his shoulder, with her eyes closed and her moans filling the room even more. "Yes, please.. don't stop." She whispered to him as her hips started to roll around on his fingers, her mouth open slightly and her fingers digging into his hips.
 
Scott slowed down and then removed his fingers, he lightly stroked her clit, keeping her on edge. Before she could protest too much he lifted her hips and guided his hard cock to her wet opening. He held her waist with his free hand, slowly bouncing her and driving her deeper onto his cock. His fingers continued to tease her clit, he wanted her highly aroused but tried to keep her from climax until she was impaled to the hilt.
 
Morgan groaned from pleasure when his cock started to slide into her. She decided that she was going to let herself have this, he knew all the places to stroke on her body and she felt like she might go insane from it. Moving her hips downward she tries to take in more of his cock, but also tilting them up, trying to get closer to his finger. "Oh please, please let me cum." She moaned to him, and her hands only grasped his hips harder. She knew that if she wanted to she could finger her clit to make her self have a climax, but she enjoyed that way he kept her climax almost there. She knew if she behaved she would get it, and she had never had a cock inside of her while it had happened, but she wanted it this time.
 
Scott kept his ministrations light until her hips touched his. Buried to the hilt in her tight, wet pussy he groaned and started to bounce her hips faster. With her own movements taking over his hand trailed up to her breast. He teased her nipple and clit faster, eager to make her climax now. Her hot, wet walls felt incredible wrapped around his shaft. He thrust his hips up to meet hers as she bounced on his cock.
 
Morgan could feel herself climbing and climbing until eventually it hit her and she couldn't keep in the scream of ecstasy that escaped her. Her pussy wrapped tightly around his cock, squeezing as her body convulsed on top of him. "Oh god." She groaned out as her hips starting to instinctively roll she she rode his cock. Her body kept convulsing on top of him as she continued to moan.
Her hands were clenched tightly on his hips as she raised herself up and rode faster while her head tipped back.
 
"Fuck!" Scott hissed as her pussy clenched his cock as she came hard.

He could feel every inch of his shaft being squeezed by her wet, velvet walls. He settled back, enjoying the sensation and grinned as she started to ride again. He rolled his hips, thrusting up to meet hers. His fingers continued to deftly tease her clit and nipple to enhance her pleasure. His groans were loud to match her moans as she fucked him harder and faster.

"You feel so fucking good," he hissed, feeling himself growing close to cuming again.
 
Morgan was cautious of her bruise, but with the pleasure that was swamping through her she barely noticed it. Even while riding him she could feel his hot throbbing cock inside of her and she knew it was making her wetter than she originally thought. She moved with ease, quickly getting used to moving on top of him, what movements and paces he liked best. "Trust Me..." She gasped out. "You feel so fucking good as well." Her moaning got louder and so did her hips as her thighs began to twitch from the pleasure intensity of him rubbing her clit.
 
Scott groaned and grunted in pleasure as she rode him harder and faster. The film completely forgotten had stopped and the credits were rolling. The pace and her tight cunt were driving him crazy, he knew he was growing close to climax and hoped she would join him again. His fingers worked her sensitive clit and pinched her hard nipples harder.

"So close, cum with me," he hissed as he thrust his hips up to meet hers harder.
 
"Oh god yes, I will." She said and she wanted to cum, so badly, so she moved her hips a little bit faster, still mindful of her bruise. After a couple of extra minutes she could feel her pussy muscles contracting and she cried out as she climaxed around his cock. It was like all of her nerves were on overdrive and she screamed from pleasure as his cock hit all the right spots. Her body was shaking from the orgasm that never seemed to end, but she wouldn't stop rolling her hips through it, not until he joined her.
 
Scott loved the way she bounced on his lap with abandon. Her hot, tight pussy gliding up and down his shaft felt incredible, more so because she was do it willingly. The sounds of her moans and his groans filled the room. Scott knew he was getting closer to release with every moment, he was struggling to hold back until she peaked as well. Her sudden orgasm broke his restraint and as her pussy clenched his cock he came as well. Ropes of hot sticky cum blasted her inner walls as he grunted hard. His finger rubbed her clit fast to enhance the pleasure for her and in turn him. As the peak subsided her held her close, his cock still throbbing in her soaked cunt. The mixed juices of their release hot against their skin.

"Mmm, fuck that was good," he muttered softly.
 
When Morgan felt him cum inside of her, she couldn't help it and she moaned again. She felt her body continuously shivering and quivering around his body, and especially his finger. When she felt him stop she whimpered, but was thankful because her body was becoming so sensitive around this man. Even though she just had mind-blowing sex with him, she still wanted to know who he was. It was killing her and eating away at her. She decided she would try and ask him more about it later, but for now didn't want to spoil the moment. "Oh God," She whispered, clearly out of breath, leaning back against him, her body very relaxed. "Yes it was." She giggled lightly. "We should really clean up you know."
 
Scott relaxed into the couch with Morgan's weight on his lap, his cock still buried in her pussy. He wore a satisfied grin, he had achieved one of his aims, feeling her pussy climaxing around his shaft. That it was an orgasm she brought on through riding him was an extra bonus. His next objective was to have her ass, but that could wait. He smiled as she giggled on his lap and made her comment about needing to clean up.

"Well once you get off my lap I'll go grab a shower then I'll draw you a bath," he replied, "A good soak will help the bruise, then we'll put on some more of the cream."
 
Morgan could feel feelings bubbling up in her that she didn't want there. She wanted to hate this man, she really did, but when he was caring to her like this it was something that was quite hard to do. Sighing slightly, she moved off of him and sat down next to him on the couch with her legs still over his thighs. She wanted to give him a simple kiss, but it was one that would require the partial removal of the balaclava and she was afraid he wouldn't let her.
She moved her hand up hesitantly to the bottom of the mask and looked up to him, seeing what his reaction would be. "Can I kiss you, I will only take this off half-way, I promise not to fully remove it. Please trust me." She waited for his response.
 
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