Dear You - Sex Stories

Dear You

... gripping my ass as you sent chills down my body. I'd never been that wet, that quickly before. How did you make my body respond for you? How did you do that? sigh... :) Blushing all over again. Mix of embarrassed and aroused. Where are you? Kevin had always been so delicate with me, so giving. He is a very considerate lover, putting me before himself. You took me because you wanted to, or needed to, I'm not sure which. You claimed me in that bedroom, with friends, family, and my boyfriend in the next room, listening. I can still feel the weight of your cock in my hands. Its thick length double the size of my palm as I stroked you. I loved being on my knees servicing you, feeling you harden in my mouth. Looking up at you as I licked your balls. When you spread your legs and roughly took my hair in your hands, I knew where you would guide me before you did. I desired to run my tongue underneath your balls, I think as much as you enjoyed feeling me do so. I had never felt as though I was preparing a man to take me before that night, but I wanted you as hard as possible. I surprised myself as my fingers began rubbing my clit beneath my dress, pushing aside my wet panties. I felt like such a slut for you, as you pushed my head up and down on your shaft. Am I awful for writing you all this tonight, with Kevin lightly snoring next to me? Just hours ago I indulged his request that I watch him masturbate. He wanted to fuck me, but I wasn't up for it. That's been the case more and ...

... more lately, so our habit is him jacking off while I watch. Sometimes he begs me to bite or pinch his nipple. Eventually his begging is cute enough that I'll do it. He cums so fast once I do! haha. :) it's cute. I admit I was surprised when I felt your cum fill my mouth. I had expected that you were simply using my mouth to get you as hard as possible to fuck me. But my God, when you grunted with your orgasm and simply told me to swallow it, I almost came. I had never been instructed what to do like that, and I remember thinking how quickly I complied with your instructions. I like to think I'm a girl who thinks for myself, but you made me question all of that. I suppose I'm lucky that all you told me to do in that moment was swallow your cum. If you were more sadistic, you may have had me quacking like a duck and hopping on one leg. ;) Although it was a little twisted, I must say, when you pulled me up by my hair just as I was wiping the last bit of your cum from my chin, opened the door and bent me over the couch. Sure, no one was in the adjoining room, but they certainly heard me as you pressed the tip of that big, thick cock into me. You've got that hair pulling down to a science. How many women have you done this to? I don't like to think about it, it upsets me. I like to think I'm the only one you have taken this way. I can still hear myself as you fucked me. I can feel the sting of your hand on my ass, my dress gathered around my stomach, my breasts naked and my body ...