This is a continuation of The Scot's Reaper. Individual stories of sex between himself and numerous women. He is a highly sexed man who's sexploits border on addiction.
I couldn't decide which section to place these stories, but I have settled on Erotic Couplings, though there is a lot of kinky sex involved. Rory loves women with huge breasts, dressed in sexy outfits made from shiny vinyl or latex.
If you enjoy reading hot sex stories with a bit of kink, then please continue to read on. These are not romantic love stories.
If you do enjoy them, I am always grateful for a good vote!
My following story is purely a work of sexual fantasy and is complete fiction. The names of my characters are all fictitious and do not represent anyone living or deceased.
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Myra and I had now been married nearly six months. Still happy and still very in love. I had just returned from Germany where I had been in Berlin for a week. As usual, beating my opponents. And celebrating afterwards with a German girl called Dita. A good fuck for the night and great fun with her enormous tits. But as usual I sent her home by 3 am after screwing her four times.
I would have loved to have fucked her more, but I had to respect my wife's wishes. You see, she was ok with me fucking these women providing I didn't spend a romantic night in bed with them. Intimacy like that was always to be reserved for just her and me, and I respected that.
As usual Myra had asked many questions. It was strange really. I knew it made her feel jealous, yet at the same time it really turned her on. And the night I had returned home, we had fucked hard and long. Watching the video of me and Tia too. She loved watching me fucking that whore!
Myra was panting hard after coming for the fourth time before I climbed on top of her and thrust hard with my eager cock. She couldn't get enough of me and I felt the same way for her. We loved each other so much.
I eventually rolled to her side, gently kissing and cuddling her. It was 4am now and I had fucked her five times. I felt tired and spent. Temporarily of course.
"Oh Rory that was so good baby. I missed you so much."
"Me too baby. I love you so much. No-one can possibly begin to compare with you, you know."
"Yes, I know you mean it. But you still need and want sex with these other women don't you?"
"Aye. I'm sorry baby but I do. But if you want me to stop, I promise I will try."
"No. It's what makes you who you are. You are so sexy and desirable and I'm proud that you're mine." She said as she cuddled me tightly. "I know it's just sex with them. Not love." She said, as if trying to convince herself.
Fuck she was incredible. How many women could be so accepting of this kind of lifestyle? I knew she was one in a million. And so damned hot too.
"There's just one thing I want though." She said.
"What?"
She hesitated. "More videos. I want to see more of you fucking these whores. I want to feel part of it. As if I'm there with you. Sharing in your sex with these women."
"Sure. I'll make sure I set up cams when I bring them back here, so you can see exactly what goes on." I told her.
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Up until that point, I had only fucked Tia in my sex room, but I aimed to change that. Myra had arranged a trip away with friends for the weekend, so it would be the perfect opportunity to bring someone back.
My close friend, Rick, was also a professional wrestler, and I had been invited to his fight on the Saturday afternoon, and I knew that celebrations would definitely follow. Hopefully many groupies would be there too. I felt confident I'd be able to pull some easy little slut for the night.
And I did. Her name was Amber. But I didn't realise quite how much trouble Amber would turn out to be.
Rick had won his fight easily. I sat in the audience with my mates, aware of many girls watching me. I knew I looked hot. My huge muscular frame beneath the sheer white shirt I wore, open down my chest, revealing my rippling muscles beneath and a thick gold chain around my neck. Tight, shiny leather pants, encasing my huge cock. My long dark hair tied in a knot.
And no wedding ring. I make sure I always remove it when I know I'm going to fuck another woman. It just doesn't seem right.
I looked all around me. Surveying various females in the audience. Not spotting anyone who stood out. Hopefully later, I thought.
We all met at a bar in Camden. Rick had booked a table where we all currently sat, numerous girls gathering around us. Still no-one special, but then she appeared. I immediately spotted her and her friend as they came towards us. She had the most incredible red hair that glistened and glowed like hot flames.
She was clearly young. Hopefully not too young! But the way she was dressed clearly said "I'm easy and I want to be fucked!" a young girl with plenty of experience.
Her large tits jiggled as she walked towards us. Her outfit was made from shiny black pvc. A tiny top that laced up between her gorgeous large milky rippling tits and hot pants which laced down beneath her crotch. All asking to be unlaced and opened up. I wanted to get my hands on her. Open up that outfit, then fuck the little slut!
Beneath the hot pants she wore lattice tights which I immediately envisaged ripping open to reveal her pussy. Hopefully just a slither of that gorgeous red hair. Who knew, but I was certain I would find out! Her outfit was finished with sexy knee high vinyl boots.
She was so damned hot and I desperately wanted to fuck her!
I immediately stood up and moved my way next to her. Realising I needed to act fast before one of the other guys got to her.
Fuck, too late! Rick was already talking to her.
But I saw her looking at me. She clearly fancied me. She didn't appear to be interested in him. Rick was busy trying to get a waitress's attention.
I took the opportunity. "Hi. I'm Rory. Rory McGregor. And you are?"
"Amber. Amber Smith." She licked her lips provocatively and smiled at me. "Are you a wrestler too? You look like one." She said.
"And what exactly does a wrestler look like?" I asked.
"Large. Muscular. Sexy. Like you." She said, her tits rippling as she moved towards me and ran her fingers down my shirt.
Shit this girl was forward and really hot. I knew she was gonna be a great fuck. I just needed to ask some questions first.
"Well you're right. I'm known as The Scots Reaper."
"Aahh yes, I thought I recognised you." She said, smiling.
"So tell me Amber, how old are you? You look very young."
"Don't worry I'm all legal. I'm actually eighteen, but nearly nineteen."
She clearly knew why I was asking.
"And how old are you Rory?"
"I'm well legal baby. Nearly 30."
"Mmmm I like older men."
"Do you? Good." Though I had never considered myself an older man! "How would you like to come home with me then. Would you like to be fucked by me?" I asked her directly.
"Oh yes please. I want you to fuck me Rory McGregor."
