I want to be harrowed, tortured and have her fucking break me.
Do it, bitch. Break me.
I’ve lived too long without this feeling.
Give me it all, woman, I command, as she dances for me some more… then she can’t take her eyes off my groin.
She leans over towards me and I slide down my zipper. She sees just the hint of flesh and reaches out without thinking, tugging me out of my trousers and into her greedy fingers.
Now as she stares into my eyes, I see.
She’s glad this night is happening.
She wants to be free, too.
Hell, does her hand around my swollen big cock feel good. She can see I would come if she but asked it of me, and I’d come hard, and then again, too. But it’s not about me now. It’s about her. And somehow, I control my breathing, suck it back and manage not to spew all over her.
I give her a kiss and almost whisper I love her, but that might break the spell. She wants this dirty and dangerous. I can understand that. We’ve both been without for so long. Even her hair feels like silk spun by angels.
I need her back like I need air.
Just when I’m praying she’ll put those succulent lips around my dick, she does, but for the briefest of moments—and I’m dying.
Dying to feel her take my cum in her mouth. Or anywhere, for that matter.
And I would come, if not for the gift she offers me instead:
Her ass, as she lifts her dress and turns so I can drink in the scent of her again.
The best ass I’ve ever had the pleasure of coming in or on.
My fingers are shaking, nearly unable to grasp her panties, but the desire to undress her wins out and I grab her lace thong and unsheathe her peachy derriere.
Jesus, she’s perfect.
Thank god the tattoo stayed. I’ll be coming on that as well, later. I kiss it and her lower back dimples. I can’t help myself and bite her ass cheek, brush the tip of my middle finger across her opening and discover she’s saturated. I still don’t want to break the spell, but fuck, I want to say I’m right there, too. It’s been so long since I felt anything like this.
She moves backwards to demand I slide my fingers into her, the sweetness of her scent invading my nostrils while the heat of her pussy gets closer… closer.
She grunts and shifts back until I’ve got two fingers buried deep in her tight, hot heat. She’s majorly tensing and I don’t think I’ve ever felt any woman trembling with so much desire before now.
I want to tell her that for me, too nothing else ever came close.
I think of all the nights I had a woman offer herself up, yet I’d send her home, just so I could be alone with thoughts of Alexa and enjoy a thoroughly filthy wank, all by myself, rather than have someone interrupt my train of thought.
Our fingers collide as she reaches back to barely touch her clit, just to ease the pressure maybe. Fuck, I don’t want her near another man ever again. She better know that already!
Reaching up, I find her tits are high and firm, solid because of her arousal. Her nipples are stiff and puckered, desperate for me to suck. It’s quickly going to get out of control and she knows it, I know it, which is why I think she takes a seat between my legs a second, begging with her eyes I will be tender and ease her pain.
I remember this part from old. Sometimes we’d screw too fast and she’d suffer. I’m not exactly small. She needed plenty of teasing and the inhibitions tugging out of her. I’ll be more than happy to oblige there, every day, for the rest of our lives.
She starts rocking on my hand and it feels like I’m haemorrhaging, I’m so desperate for her to take me. Yet…
…when I tease that first orgasm from her, my fingers fucking her sopping pussy, nothing ever felt better than the cry of her release and her walls shuddering around my two drenched digits.
Her fears and inhibitions dispensed with, a sigh of relief leaving her, she undoes the top of her dress and frees her breasts for my pleasure and hers.
I stroke my hands over the silken, gorgeous skin of her body and my dick nearly explodes when her rock-hard nipples scorch my fingers. She hears my moan and there’s no stopping her, she’s aiming me at her entrance and I’m swallowed into her tight, wet cunt.
God, I’m home, I’m home. That’s all I can think as she circles her hips and drips down my balls, not having to try very hard at all to fit me inside her. She’s fully engorged and not a hint of me being unwelcome.
Even as she spreads her legs wide and lets me take her even deeper in this position, it’s not the sex or exhibitionism that’s the hottest thing. It’s when we kiss and she’s playful and then pliant, nearly coming around me whenever our tongues brush, it’s then I know she feels the same way—and it’s that which drives me fucking insane!
While I’m sucking her tit, rubbing her clit and thinking I might die unless she lets me come sometime soon, I’m telling her with my eyes over and over—I love her.
Then she takes me so deeply, like a pole ramrod up her, I’ve no idea how I’m holding on even as she milks me hard and washes me in her cum. But all I want is to see her happy.
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