The Contracted Stripper

“Please, I need you to take it gently ” I replied, my voice shaking.

“Gently?” Ryan gave a lopsided smile.

“I see you like it gently, that’s how the men in the club give you? Slowly and gently”?

“Well I think it’s time for a change, don’t you think?” he said.

With that he took off his boxers as his dick stood erect pointing forward, Iris grasped, “Oh”.

Ryan chuckled as made his way into her already dripping pussy, immediately Iris let out a scream as she felt a sharp pain down there.

Ryan, who thrust in, found it difficult to go in completely as his dick found it difficult to penetrate, without thinking about anything he thrust with force into her again, this time earning a scream from Iris.

“Fuck! you are fucking tight” he muttered with his eyes closed and his head slightly bent backward.

Ryan tried to penetrate Iris but was finding it difficult, so he took his fingers and slid them into her pussy.

She let out a soft moan as he thrust continuously, and then made the finger two Inside her as he kept on thrusting, her walls were so tight, he haven’t fucked a lady this tight in years.

When he felt her pussy was free enough, he thrust into her without any notice, making Iris grasp and thighed her eyes and hands in pain.

He started with a slow, deliberate thrust that made her moan in pain and pleasure as she bit her lips.

He moved within her, their bodies in perfect sync, each thrust pushing them closer to the edge. Iris wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, her fingers digging into his back and moving into his shining black hair.

Their movements became more frantic, driven by a need that neither of them fully understood. The world outside ceased to exist as they lost themselves in each other.

Ryan saw that the need of thrusting slowly was not needed, he increased his pace and thrust into her with full force and speed.

Iris who was now literally in pain began to moan loudly as tears streamed down her eyes, Ryan didn’t care or notice her sobs, he went on and on thrusting into her with force.

Iris knew there was nothing she could, do as she lay there, she had exhausted her tears and all she could think of was her mother.

She had done all of this because of her mother, she accepted the contract because of her mother and here she is now, being stripped of her virginity by a man who cares less about her or her feelings.

Ryan’s thrusting stopped as she said a short prayer, happy he was done, Ryan immediately ordered her, “Lift your legs,” huh she said looking confused.

“I won’t repeat myself,” he said.

Iris without saying a word lifted her legs, Ryan placed her legs on his shoulders as he dig his tongue into her pussy, as she sucked and licked her pussy up.

“Ahhhhh fuck, oh oh fuck” she moaned continuously.

Ryan didn’t stop as he kept digging deep with his tongue, making Iris moan loudly.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He stopped and inserted his dick into her pussy and thrust deep and fast as he cupped her boobs and sucked her boobs as if his life depended on it.

He continued for a while as her walls tightened and her moan increased, “Ahhhhhhhhhh fuck” she screamed as they finally reached their climax, it was explosive.

They lay tangled together, their breaths heavy, their bodies slick with sweat. Ryan collapsed beside her, pulling her close.

For a moment, all was quiet, and he felt a sense of peace that had been eluding him for so long.

The next morning, Ryan woke up, turning to see Iris beside him. Her face was peaceful, and he couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked.

The memories of last night were vivid and brought a smile to his lips. He hadn’t felt such a connection in a long time.

Iris stirred, opening her eyes to find him watching her. Embarrassed, she pulled the sheet up to cover herself. Ryan’s expression quickly changed back to his usual cold demeanor. He got up, pretending to look out the window.

“Are you alright?” Iris asked, her voice tentative.

“Do I look like I’m not alright?” he replied, his tone harsh. “You’re awake. You can leave my room.”

Iris stared at him, hurt and confused. “Now!” he barked, making her flinch. She quickly gathered her nightie and headed to the door.

As she was about to leave, he added, “Forget about last night. It meant nothing. Don’t build any crazy ideas in your head.”

Without looking back, Iris nodded and left, closing the door behind her. Once in her room, she curled up on the bed and cried. The night had been magical, but his cold dismissal shattered her.

Ryan ran his hands through his hair, trying to push the memories away. Her touch had been so delicate, so real. He sighed and threw himself back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

He felt something wet on his hand.

“Did Iris pee on my bed?” He looked down to see a damp spot on the bed.

Panic surged through him. He hoped Iris hadn’t wet the bed, but when he looked closer, he realized it wasn’t that.

There, on the sheet, was a small pool of blood. Shocked, he quickly got up and examined the sheets. It wasn’t a significant amount, but it was enough to worry him.

Confused and concerned, Ryan dressed quickly and went to find Iris. He needed to make sure she was okay.

He got to her door and knocked softly as he called her.

“Iris, Iris open up,” he said calmly.

“Go away and leave me alone” she replied from inside amongst her tears.

“Please I just want to talk, are you okay?” He asked.

“I’m fine, just go! Go!” she answered, tears evidently from her voice.