He stood behind her, his breath on her neck sent shivers down her spine. No matter how much contempt she had for him in her mind, her body did not nor could not do anything but want him. His hands grazed along her flanks “I’m sorry” he whispered. “Yeah yeah I’ve heard it all before” the slight waiver in her voice reveling flaws in her angry exterior. His stubble against the back of her neck as he moved in to whisper in her ear made her dreamily close her eyes. “But it’s different this time”. His hands snake across her belly under her top causing little butterflies in her belly. Slowly he began kissing her neck, moving down along her collar bone. His hands made their way up over her bra every so gently brushing her nipple on their journey. His fingertips danced along the lace at the top of her bra. She was still mad as hell but found herself flushed and flustered under his advances. A tiny piece of her wanted to push him away, tell him to leave and don’t come back, but as her nipples hardened under his finger tips she knew deep down this was never going to happen. His hands now cupped her breasts as kisses rained down along her neck and behind her ear. Much to her dismay a moan escaped her lips, giving him a small victory. Indignantly she snapped back “don’t keep telling me things are different, show me”. Suddenly his hands withdrew and the every present doubts began to emerge. Have I pushed him too far, what have I done. She was rushed back to reality as the fabric of her top rushed over her head, and in the same instant her bra fell to the floor. She gasped as her head jolted violently as his hand under her jaw turned her face. The steely glint in his eye both excited her and frightened her. “you want me to show you?” he sneered. He then kissed her, but not the like he would normally kiss her. This was passionate, intense, this was the kiss of a man that knew what he wanted and would stop at nothing to get it.
He was now intoxicated by her, his actions that of a hungry lustful predator. He grabbed at her breast, pinching her nipple between his thumb and finger. She gasped as his other hand slid over her belly and down under her knickers. She felt herself bite down on her lip as his
finger pushed between her lips She squirms as he curls his finger up inside her, his palm pushing against her now sensitive clit. Pulling his finger back threatening to withdraw she moves her hips trying to keep him inside her. Plunging it back in he explores her at the same time taking a bite at her shoulder blade. She yelps, more out of suprise than pain. More purposeful now he curls his finger into “that spot” rubbing along her now dripping walls, her breath stops for just a moment as a shock runs from deep in her abdomen searching for a release of tension. She moans her acceptance, clammy hands reaching behind to pull him into her. His rigid cock nestles between her cheeks, she is heady with desire, hoping that he will pull down his pants and take her, right here, right now. Instead she felt his fingers sliding out, rubbing along her swollen lips and clit as they are withdrawn. He kisses her passionately again, seeking out her tongue, exploring her mouth. Never breaking eye contact he pulls away tracing his finger across her collar bone and along her neck. His fingers tracing across her lips he watches intently as she enthusiastically runs her tongue along his finger. She tastes the earthy salty tang of her lust igniting her desires even more. The glint in his eye now even more predatory. His pulls off his top, and drops his pants to the floor. She had never seen his cock so hard, so big or so inviting. A drop of precum glistened from the tip as he rubbed it across the head with his thumb. She wanted to drop to her knees and take him in her mouth, but she knew tonight he was in control.
He stepped up behind her one hand clenched around his cock, stroking as he walked. He pulled down her pants, kicking her feet apart as he did so. She closed her eyes expecting to feel the sudden fullness of his cock pushing deep inside her. Instead her eyes are sprung open by the sudden sting of hand on flesh. The sharp pain on her bum was both unexpected and invigorating. Again the sharp sting made her cry out, he drops to his knees behind her squeezing her rose coloured cheeks Her knickers are reefed to the side, his thumb pushing into her creamy pussy. Expertly he slides along her lips, pushing inside along her dripping walls, plunging his thumb deep inside filling her aching cunt. Her moans now uncontrollable, her mouth parched, the pressure building from deep within her. His forefinger circle her clit, rubbing, teasingly. Her breath quickening, her heart racing. He pulls out his thumb and replaces it with two fingers, pushing deep inside he spreads them wide filling her completely, twisting turning inside her, in and out she squirms with each movement. His fingers angle downward finding her gspot. He pushes down, circling, pressing. The pressure inside her is nearly unbearable, she feels her legs begin to shake, she knows she can’t hold on much longer. The pressure built like a volcano that was about to erupt he pinches her clit with his other hand. In and out she inhales sharply her toes curl. She can barely hear the echo of her scream as her breath faded into the air as her orgasm consumes her body.
As she slowly regains her full consciousness, she can still feel his fingers moving inside her. Not the same frantic movements but slow deliberate pushing and teasing of her gspot. She feels a little uncomfortable but finds her hips slowly matching his rhythm. Her breath becoming deeper, her mouth open, breaths give way to moans. She feels the building again only this time it’s deeper more intense. Her shaking legs now struggle to hold her she leans forward bending herself over the couch. He pushes another finger inside her, the sounds of her sodden pussy fill the air. Stretched, filled she is unsure how much more she can take. The tip of his thumb teases her tight arse as his liitle finger swirls around her clit. The overload on her senses rushes over her her abdomen tightening she feels like she needs to pee, an overwhelming urge to release grips her . He focusing on her gspot, her legs suddenly stiffen, he pulls his fingers from inside her replacing them with his hungry tongue. A loud scream erupts as her pussy is suddenly flooded he devours her, this was his orgasm and was deserving of the spoils. Wave after wave of pleasure surges through her body. She slumps unable to hold any of her weight. Slowly the waves subside as his tongue searches along her lips.
He stands behind her slowly stroking his now twitching cock, drinking in the sight before him. He steps forward, running his hand along her flushed bum, she sighs, still not fully recovered. She gasps suddenly as in one movement he drives himself deep inside. His hand runs up her torso, straightening her up as his hand runs along her neck. Gripping her neck slightly he pulls his cock back till just the tip touches her lips before slamming it back in. There was nothing gentle in his movements, he needed to fuck and he needed to fuck hard. His fingers reached into her mouth as his relentless onslaught continued. Each thrust harder than the last. Unable to catch her breath little squeals escaped after each thrust. His breaths became ragged as beads of sweat begin forming on his torso. He releases his grip, pushing her violently forward, possessively he grabs onto her hips and continues slamming himself into her. Like a piston his cock stretching her, filling her, completing her. The smell of sex fills the room, hot sweaty bodies, grinding against each other, the sounds of her squeals, his grunts enhancing the passion. He feels him the familiar build up in the pit of his stomach. His heavy cum filled balls slapping against her clit as he drives himself into again and again. He knows he is close, increasing his speed his face begins to contort. Sensing his weakness she reaches between her legs stroking his cock. Their juices quickly covering her hand. She reaches further back cupping his balls in her hand and giving them a squeeze. Suddenly his legs stiffen, his butt clenches tight and load groan escapes his lips. He drives himself as deep as he can, she feels him twitching inside her. In the palm her her hand she feel his balls contract and release as he spews his hot sticky cum deep inside her. He collapses onto her, utterly spent. As she feels their juices starting to slide down her inner thigh a wry smile forms on her face. That arsehole, that was different.
I’m trying to be good, to not go ‘down there’ too much, make it less of a habit, more of a pleasure. But then I read this… I don’t need to check I know I’m soaked.
Well, Masturbation Monday it is apparently…
This girl is unfathomably hot and ridiculously funny. She should make out with me. Just sayin’