Last week I re-connected with an old friend. The results were wonderful, and, with her permission and some careful editing, we share our encounter....
Me: Tell me what you want
Her: I need someone to grab my hair and growl in my ear and bend me to his will...
Me: Tell me more
Her: I haven't had sex since Brad was here in October... and I'm getting to the point of obsession now
Me: When was the last time you masturbated?
Her: lol.. oh that's almost a nightly activity
Me: Good for you I like hearing that.
Her: me too - or I'd have lost my mind by now...
Me: Will you tell me about last night's orgasm
Her: last nights was very quiet... in bed just before I fell asleep...
Me: fingers or bullet?
Me: was it a good one?
Her: it was... just small, but satisfying.. helped me get to sleep :-)
Me: best sleeping pill ever
Her: the very best...lol
Me: and, so back to your playmates.... you had your hair pulled back and were being bent over the edge of the couch or something.
Her: lol... god I hope so! it's been entirely too long!
Me: i can imagine. the thought of you being taken the right way is powerful mojo the door slams behind you, frantic kisses, you turn away and bend forward, inviting him.... your spread your feet to gain traction
feeling his hands on your hips.
Her: oh god... lol... no more no more!! It's been too long!
Me: you feel your breath catch in your throat as you feel his thumbs hook in to the waist band of your panties.
Her: ohhhh... you're going there aren't you?
Me: you feel the damp fabric peal away from matching lips, you feel the quiver of anticipation.
the waistband pulls tight over your hips and you put your feet together to allow him to pull them
down, off, away.
it's been so long, you skin craves the touch your body aches for the release of another
too many nights of the lonely bed, legs spread, bullet humming
soft release that soothes, but does not satisfy. you feel his strength as he positions you to his height.
he nudges your feet back together, raising your hips to align with his.
you pant, ready, hungry
you feel exposed, open you want to reach back and guide him in
you want to pull him to the entrance and beg for his first press
but he waits, enjoying the view, the sounds, the way the light bounces off the small of your back. the soft curve that goes from hip to ass to thigh to cunt.
you want him to take it all you begin to lean forward, bracing yourself against the couch. you feel your chest pressing against the backs of your hands and you use your thumb and fingers to pinch and pull through the fabric of bra and blouse. You want his touch to be everywhere, all at once, but mostly you want him, his man-scent, his strong arms, his turgid flesh.
yes, it had been too long
Her: far far too long...
Me: "What do you want?" he asks, teasing you from behind, in the moon through the open window. "Tell me."
Her: I want to be fucked... now.. hard.
Me: you feel his hands take new purchase on your bare hips.
he spreads you, he moves in and you feel his head against slippery flesh,
he spreads the glistening heat up and down your folds, preparing you, teasing you, until he is ready, and you are whimpering.
"please, please, please...." in perfect alignment, he growls, presses, and penetrates, filling you completely in one glorious stroke.
FINALLY! your body screams at the intrusion and glories in the relief
you feel full, complete, taken as he begins his assault on your emptiness.
he feels you pushing back against him
he feels your body clench and release in time with his stroking
you feel him swell and grow within you, as your body washes away the weeks of need
his body arches over you as he kicks your feet apart, changing the angle, continuing his attack.
Me: you feel the ridges of his cock drag across the inner walls of your wet pussy.
you arch as electrons fire that have been long dormant
your skin is on fire, alight with need and tingling release.
you want to cum
you want to explode
but you want to extract every moment
Her: god yes.. I'd be fighting it with everything I had...
Me: you force your mind to race, to catch every detail,
but you want to cum so badly, you want to cum right now
but you record each feeling
his hands on your skin
the smell of his hair
the sounds of fucking that echo and fill your home and head.
you recall the taste of his lips
the feel of his teeth,
the heat of his tongue that, soon, will be buried deep within you.
"so this is what fucking feels like"
you groan under your breath, as you buck against him again and again.
you want all of him inside you,
his cock his cum, his all.
"FUCK ME" you groan as the first trembling begins.
you feel your toes tighten, the arch of your foot cramps and lifts you en pointe as you align his thrusting with the swollen nub of your clit.
Her: good lord... you're trying to kill me... tell me more
Me: his breathing quickens
your nipples swell and are on fire in your touch.
your reach back and feel him entering you
his shaft fills your hand as you grip and release
it's just too much,
your mind starts to race, to fly into fantasies of orgasm and delight.
your feel your thighs spread, begging for his penetration.
your hand slips off his moving shaft and finds your clit.
it is on fire, swollen, tender, pink, delicious, and ready to go.
"Do you want to cum?" he is showing his strength now
his control is amazing, his body perfectly in sync to bring your pleasure.
Her: yes!! yesyesyesyesyesyes... please!
Me: his pace changes and his strokes adjust as he feels your body tighten around him.
PLEASE WHAT? he asks, playing the dominant to perfection.
but his body never stops
Her: Please may I cum?
Me: his cock fills and strokes
you feel his pace increase.
his hands grip tighter
and then he pulls you back to him in almost violent control
"YES - CUM FOR ME"
your hands are weak as they grip the edge of the couch.
your mind swims as you feel your fingers rub and swirl in the wetness
your ass tightens,
the walls of your cunt clamp around him
you feel every vein in his cock
every curve of the head
every curve in the fingerprints of his hands as they hold you tight,
allowing him to fill and release inside you.
your orgasm shudders you toe to spine
every muscle in your leg fires in a vain attempt to hold you up
muscles cramp and release
your wetness flows, coating your inner thighs, your lips, your skin
every synapse is in chaos with the pleasure of long awaited release.
it is everything and more.
within the whirlwind of pleasure you feel him take one last mighty stroke and fill you with his climax.
you feel him inside you
you feel him inside your body
it is perfect release
you feel taken
you feel that this is fucking
this is what the gods intended
flesh and flesh
hard and soft
man and woman
Oh FUCK! is the only word you find
dizzy, weak, spent
Her: (yup.. that's pretty much what I'm saying..)
Me: you feel his strong arms around you, holding you, supporting you, carrying you to the comfort of the bed, where soon, it will begin again.
Her: omg.. you're just evil....
Me: My cock is hard and smooth, ready for you.
Her: yup.. evil...
Me: and, I can imagine, you might be ready for me too just about now.
Her: damn sure ready for something... I can tell you that!
Me: admit it, are you wet? when can you go touch?
Her: yes I am, very much so... no chance until after lunch..
Me: :-) good for you.
will you cum for me after lunch?
Her: I'll try
Me: That is what I want. :-)
Her: rather good inspiration... ;-)
Me: Thanks for letting me write.
Her: oh no.. thank YOU