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an hour after he had used me i was already ready for me. it is funny, the more you get fucked, the more you want it. i think that holds true for me.
“tomorrow morning we’ll play before i have to go to work.”
i accepted his answer and went to bed.
the next morning i woke up before him and went to what i like to call my “fuck room” and checked emails. i had the tv on and lazily laid around in my panties waiting for him to wake up.
he slumbered into the room a little while later and laid beside me. i started to squirm against him and he knew. his hand would graze my warm skin and grope at my nipples or trail between my legs as i would thrust hungrily against his hand. he pushed my panties down and without haste i kicked them off.
he crawled between my legs, pushing them wide to accommodate him. he hovered over me like a beast as he rubbed his cock up and down my wet slit and slid it inside of me. there is nothing like the feeling of his cock, no matter how many dildos or vibrators he shoves in and out of me…it is his cock that i crave to fill and fulfill me. my nails dug into his broad back and i saw slightly flinch at the pain. i love gripping his back, his large arms. i feel safe with him and i feel so small beneath him. his head nuzzled into my neck as he raked his teeth against my sensitive flesh. i groaned and sucked in a mouthful of air as he bite and sucked. i tightened around his cock as i pulled my legs up to allow him full penetration. i never want him to stop as clenched his cock so tight with this dying need for him. i hate when he pulls out of me, it always sudden and too soon for me. this physical connection and intimacy makes me feel whole with him.
i turned over with my ass in the air tempting him to fuck me again. his hands dug into my hips as he pushed back inside of me and i always let out a gasp when i feel that first thrust. i pushed my face into the pillow and gripped the edge of the futon as he railed into me with a force of punishment. his right hand reached around and pulled on my breast as he didn’t hesitate with his rhythm. he squeezed and hissed at me. when i hear him i feel i am cumming over and over. i get so lost, yet so focused on him going in and out of me.
he slapped my ass and my head shot upward. his hands dug into my ass and spread me open. i love when it when he stares at my asshole. i always want him to take it and use it. it is rare. he only defiles my ass when he wants to put me in place and he knows i want it. it is one of those rare treats that he will take advantage of that “other” hole.
last night was the first night in a week that we were awake and in the same room at the same time. we were in the tub and i turned over to let him “wash” me. he ritually lathered the soap and trailed it between my ass and down my pussy. i waited patiently with my head at the edge of the tub resting against the wall pushing my ass further out of the water. i waited…and waited. hmmmm he never invaded my cunt. he got out of the water and was toweling off as i sat there still.
“hey, you didn’t wash me.”
“you didn’t put your fingers inside me like you usually do.”
we started talking about plans for the weekend as i heard him pushing on a latex glove on his hand. i had a slight grin. he knelt at the edge of the and pushed in his fingers as he continued talking to me. i gasped and pushed my head into the wall. he kept talking and realized i wasn’t responding as he dug into my cunt. i clenched and shook.
“spread your legs.”
i pushed them apart to the width of the tub as he pushed in another finger. i kept pushing my head against the wall and had nothing to grip. i couldn’t even squirm or move as my legs would make small waves in the tub water. he kept fucking my cunt with his fingers till i came clenching him.
he pulled out and i turned to my side with a smile as i watched him pull off the glove.
we have a lot of making up for lost time to do. i am not sure that will even happen this weekend. maybe tomorrow morning.
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