I am very agitated because I've had a hard day. There he is laying naked against the pillows waiting for me. The covers are pushed aside and his legs are slightly parted. His cock is standing stiff. The sight of his manhood never ceases to awe me. I see it as a work of art--empowering, shaped perfectly, so endowed for rendering pleasure.
One glance at him and my irritation and my fatigue, all fade away.
Silently, I undress myself while he watches. I don't rush as I take off my jacket. Unzipping my skirt, I drop it. I stand in my under things before him. When I see the satisfied look in his eyes, I continue to remove my bra, my stockings, and finally my panties.
I want nothing between us, nothing to hamper feeling every inch of his body against mine.
I climb on the bed and straddle his thighs on my knees. He reaches for his cock and holds it for me. I use both hands to part my cunt, then position myself above it. I pause, seeing that he is looking at my spread pussy. When he raises his eyes to mine, slowly, I begin to lower myself. As I feel the first brushing of his cock's head against my entrance, my eyelids droop with the satisfaction of our contact. A long-winded sigh escapes me.
I lower myself enough to press my cunt against the crown of his cock. Its thickness covers the entire span. God it feels good. I hesitate momentarily, then push lower. I gasp as the thick head breaks through, but will myself to go slowly. My eyes meet his and I see the same wild urge I'm feeling myself. We smile at each other--a smile of delight, of anticipation.
As I lower myself upon his shaft, he moans right along with me. The walls of my vagina vibrate as, inch by inch, my small cunt stretches to accommodate his powerful cock. The fullness I feel extends to my heart, to my very soul.
I take all of him--so deeply that I'm able to sit without supporting my weight. He takes my hands and laces his fingers through mine. Another brief look and we're ready for pleasure.
As I begin to rock back and forth, I lean toward him. He cups my breasts and take both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. My drawn out moan crumples the silence and my eyelids flutter from the bliss. We both know I'm too ready, it won't take me long.
Jarred by my body's hunger, I keep my eyes glued to his as I move my hips more urgently, more determinedly. He helps me along by thrusting to my rhythm, giving me longer slides while my cunt squeezes his cock in demand for pleasure. He knows the instant I'm ready to release. His expression turns more possessive and he pinches my nipples harder to take me across the line.
I scream, as suddenly, all my frustrations explode. Abandoning myself, my awareness centers solely on the sensations swirling in my cunt as it grasps, sucks, and devours the long hard tool that's granting me this satisfaction. As the means of my ultimate pleasures, it is an enormous power that it wields over me.
As my orgasm begins to dwindle, he allows me to lower myself into his arms. I latch on to him gratefully while I kiss his neck for further fulfillment.
His own needs impatient now, he suddenly roll us over so that I'm underneath and himn on top. Seeing the hunger in his eyes, I want to tear myself open for him.
As if to punish me for the extent of his needs, he attacks my mouth with a savage kiss. His hot, moist tongue slithers in and rolls around mine, then it sweeps my mouth thoroughly to claim it as his. While he sucks and bites, his appetite and thrusts gradually grow so demanding that when he breaks the kiss, my lips feel swollen and bruised.
Consumed with passion, he squeezes his hands under my ass cheeks and raise me so that he can pound me more deeply. I welcome every thrust, every demand for his manly needs.
He didn't seem to be able to get enough and he slips my legs over his shoulders. Pressing me into a roll, he takes even more. His pounding is almost violent as he repeatedly withdrew to the tip of his cock, then plowed back into me even more forcefully.
Approaching the end, he thrusts faster and faster, as we filled the room breathing and the ring of his balls slapping against my bottom.
I whimper and plead for something I can't even name until with a reverberating growl, he began to fill my cunt.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
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