Attainment of Liberty - Sex Stories

Attainment of Liberty

... “Now.” Leaning over me, he placed one hand by my head while the other gripped his pulsating penis and pointed it towards my open thighs. I saw my hand reaching for his member to push it away, to stop all this madness. Instead I gripped him tightly and helped him find his way inside me. We reacted in unison to our joining, a sigh of unexpected relief slipping through my lips as he sank down further into my body. I hadn't realized exactly how much I missed having him inside me, his warm body intertwined with mine. He buried his face into my neck and wrapped his arms around my body, his lips whispering sweet nothings into my skin. My hands gripped his shoulders, and I realized he was still fully dressed. But any coherent thought that may have formed in my mind vanished when he began to move. His hips slowly rising and falling into me, his cock stroking me in the way I've needed for so long. My thighs widened for him, letting him slip in deeper and move freely. His hot breath on my neck sent a jolt down my spine, causing me to jump and grip him tighter. He took it as a sign to quicken his pace, his thrusts steadily becoming shorter and shorter. “Oh fuck,” He growled, lifting his head to place his forehead against mine. His blue eyes held mine, I tried to make myself turn away but I found it impossible. My hips began to meet his thrusts, elevating our pleasure, and I couldn't control the tiny moans leaving my throat. My nipples dragged across the rough cotton of shirt, causing ...

... them to harden almost painfully, and I almost began to take his shirt off. But I decided against it, not wanting this final coupling to be any more intimate than it already was. He started to twist his hips and thrust into me the way he knew would drive me crazy, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. I could hear the wet slap of our joining, the lewd sucking sound of my body pulling him into me. He rolled us over so I was on top, urging me to ride him. I looked up to the ceiling and placed my hands on my thighs to steady myself as I rocked my pelvis down onto his shaft. I groaned as he was incredibly deep in this position, it felt as if he could reach the back of my throat. “That’s it love,” He grunted, “ride me, ride my cock. Yes baby, fuck me.” I hated that I still loved hearing him speak to me in such a lewd way, and I started to bounce on him angrily. “Yes Angel, use my cock. Use my cock to fuck yourself and cum, baby.” And I did, riding him like my life depended on it. Bouncing on his cock heavily at a rapid pace, fucking him with a stamina I never knew I possessed. I stopped a few times just to savor the sensation of having him inside me before getting back into rhythm. He thrust up into me, his hands gripping my hips tightly and slamming me down onto him. “Oh, oh, oh, oh,” I moaned with every thrust, my hands covering his as he started to take control again. One of his hands came up to rub my clit, his thrusting becoming staggered. “Cum, baby,” He pleaded, “Cum for ...