Leaving the party - Sex Stories

Leaving the party

... surprise though it didn’t hurt, and wasn’t meant to. Subtle twitches of your hips are just to work me in deeper, still settling inside of you, the connection is intense and you don’t want it to stop. I start to push again only to be met with another light slap on the cheek, “I said don’t move” came another whisper. You finally open your eyes and give me a nod of approval. I smile up at you, bring my knees up and then thrust up into you. You brace yourself, and I thrust back and forth, my hips crashing to the ground then up into your bottom, driving my rod into you like a piston. Small grunts escape your lips with each thrust, your eyes closing again, your hands gripping my chest harder for balance as you stay poised, accepting each thrust and letting it blur your consciousness, the waves of pleasure crashing over you so hard you feel you could topple over. This is not enough for me. I need to fuck. I need more! I love watching you. You look so gorgeous, entranced and loving riding me while I buck into you. But it’s not enough to satiate my inner a****l. I need to fuck! I give one mighty push of my hips and f***e you forward, barely catching yourself from landing on my face with your bosom, warily regaining balance and awareness of your surroundings. I wriggle my way out from under you and to my knees, my hands guiding you where I want to and in your state you know nothing more than to oblige. I position you on all fours and start roaming my hands up and down your back, ...

... appreciating the curves of your hips, the ride of your ass, the swell in your chest for your breasts which dangle below you. Mmm now this is how I want you. I don’t waste time. I don’t want soft and slow anymore, I’ve had that. I’m ready to rail your pussy like I own it. In this moment, with all that I’ve given you, my strength, my caring, my giving… I’ve given my all to you and this is what I take in return. This is my payment for giving myself. I own you and in your sex-d**g induced state, you’re more than willing to give it. You arch your back and lean into me, ready and waiting like a good girl for my cock. I take hold of my shaft and guide it to your hole and press forward firmly, seating it back to it’s depth you once yearned for and you let out a soft gasp of pleasure as it hits bottom. I grab a fistful of hair and pull you up to me so your body arches back against mine and I start kissing your neck. Not the soft light kisses of before, but sucking hard at your neck, leaving dark red marks, and then kissing them again, biting on occasion when our hips reach a tempo of movement against each other that needs to be broken. I know I’m going to leave marks on you, mark you as mine, while you give yourself to me and I take it, I growl and bite playfully on your neck again, then kiss the pain away, thrusting my hips into yours and drowning in the waves of pleasure that ensue and almost lose my balance. My hands start roaming over your body, pushing my hips constantly in and out of ...