Guilt Kills
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Supernatural › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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Dirty Visions
"Sam!"
Her body was so warm, and soft. Her pussy was slippery and tight, just as he had pictured. His hands were gripping her small hips as she bounced on him. Moans escaped him as he watched her perfect breasts go up and down. His hand grasped one, her hand forcing it into a squeeze. Sam's eyes gazed at her, studying her milk white skin and how his hands looked on it.
"Oh Sammy!" Sadie screamed. He loved the way she moaned out his name.
He rolled her onto her side and lifted her leg up. Her moans got louder as he forced himself in her deeper.
"Oh my god...Sammy...oh yes Sammy..."
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Sam woke up in a cold sweat, and a boner poking up. He looked around the dark hotel room to see Dean and Sadie lying in a bed, as far as the bed would let them. Sam felt a pang of jealously as he thought of what they might have been doing while he was asleep.
He stood up and walked into the bathroom. He put the toilet seat down and pulled his cock out. Sam tried to picture what Sadie's lips might be like wrapped around his member as he stroked himself.
"Sadie..." he whispered as thought he almost felt it.
His mind trailed back to his dream. Sadie. All hot and bothered. Her blonde hair in a tangled mess with his hand in it. Her small, pink lips pressed against his, while his hands massaged her large breasts. Sam would have killed to put himself inside her like his dream-self did. He would love to have her screaming his name eagerly and pushing herself down on him while he pushed in her. Just the sound of him pounding her was enough to have Sam cumming all over himself, causing a big white mess.
Sam relaxed his muscles as he sat back, nearly out of breath, strands of hair curtianing his face. He imagined Sadie being nothing like Jessica.
Guilt set in him. Even though his girlfriend was dead, he still felt bad wanting Sadie. As he crawled back into his bed, he watched Sadie. Jessica and her look alomst alike, and then the didn't. Jessica had been like a fairytale princess...and Sadie...Well Sadie looked like mental patient some days. Her hair was platnuim blonde and her eyes were a dark silver. Jessica's face had been round and full, while Sadie's was narrow and diamond shaped. Dean said he would have chosen Sadie any day (of course, when she wasn't around) just because she was so real and tomboyish. Hunting demons wasn't exactly a girlly girl's sport.
Sam eventually drifted to sleep, hopng he didn't wake up to Sadie and Dean snickering at his popped up boner...again.
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Her body was so warm, and soft. Her pussy was slippery and tight, just as he had pictured. His hands were gripping her small hips as she bounced on him. Moans escaped him as he watched her perfect breasts go up and down. His hand grasped one, her hand forcing it into a squeeze. Sam's eyes gazed at her, studying her milk white skin and how his hands looked on it.
"Oh Sammy!" Sadie screamed. He loved the way she moaned out his name.
He rolled her onto her side and lifted her leg up. Her moans got louder as he forced himself in her deeper.
"Oh my god...Sammy...oh yes Sammy..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sam woke up in a cold sweat, and a boner poking up. He looked around the dark hotel room to see Dean and Sadie lying in a bed, as far as the bed would let them. Sam felt a pang of jealously as he thought of what they might have been doing while he was asleep.
He stood up and walked into the bathroom. He put the toilet seat down and pulled his cock out. Sam tried to picture what Sadie's lips might be like wrapped around his member as he stroked himself.
"Sadie..." he whispered as thought he almost felt it.
His mind trailed back to his dream. Sadie. All hot and bothered. Her blonde hair in a tangled mess with his hand in it. Her small, pink lips pressed against his, while his hands massaged her large breasts. Sam would have killed to put himself inside her like his dream-self did. He would love to have her screaming his name eagerly and pushing herself down on him while he pushed in her. Just the sound of him pounding her was enough to have Sam cumming all over himself, causing a big white mess.
Sam relaxed his muscles as he sat back, nearly out of breath, strands of hair curtianing his face. He imagined Sadie being nothing like Jessica.
Guilt set in him. Even though his girlfriend was dead, he still felt bad wanting Sadie. As he crawled back into his bed, he watched Sadie. Jessica and her look alomst alike, and then the didn't. Jessica had been like a fairytale princess...and Sadie...Well Sadie looked like mental patient some days. Her hair was platnuim blonde and her eyes were a dark silver. Jessica's face had been round and full, while Sadie's was narrow and diamond shaped. Dean said he would have chosen Sadie any day (of course, when she wasn't around) just because she was so real and tomboyish. Hunting demons wasn't exactly a girlly girl's sport.
Sam eventually drifted to sleep, hopng he didn't wake up to Sadie and Dean snickering at his popped up boner...again.
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