Seize the Night - Sex Stories

Seize the Night

... Amie," he breathed. "So ready for my dick."

I felt him at my entrance, yet he only teased me, easing just a little inside. Fighting the urge to thrust back and take every inch of his cock, I growled, "What part of 'hurry up and fuck me' do you not under—"

Russ's first brutal thrust stole my voice. He slammed into me with a force that would have sent me flying forward if he hadn't been holding tight to my hips. I had no chance to recover before he began pounding my pussy. "This is how you want it?" he demanded.

"Oh, my God!" I cried. "Yes, please!"

Throughout our relationship, Russ and I had never fucked like this. He always made a point to be gentle and loving. Now I wondered what kind of beast I'd unleashed! The sounds of our bodies meeting, and his dick thrusting in and out of my wet cunt, heightened the bliss of our primal fucking. I didn't even need to rub my clit; his relentless cock was more than enough to drive me close to orgasm in record time.

I made ridiculous mewling sounds, unable to help myself. When Russ grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back, I began quaking all over. I could hear his heavy breathing and the way he grunted with his own excitement. "You want to tell me I'm boring you now?"

"Christ, Russ, you know I didn't mean it!" My desperate need to come made me pliant, ready to bend to his will.

Never once slowing the pace of his thrusts, he asked, "And did you mean it when you said you still hate me?" I was close, trembling in ...

... his grip, yet I had to blink back tears. All the emotions flooding through me became so overwhelming that I couldn't speak. "Do you still hate me, Amie?" he repeated, his voice growing urgent. I could sense he was on the brink as well. "Because I still love you."

A sob escaped my lips as I came hard around him. Those fierce contractions made him groan from his struggle to hold back. "I still love you," I finally managed to choke out. My body continued seizing while the orgasm shuddered through my every muscle.

Russ's thrusts grew shallow and even more fervent. "Amie!" he cried. I knew he could feel the aftershocks gripping me. Just before reaching his own climax, he pulled out, and I shivered with pleasure as he came all over my lower back, each spurt painting my skin. Lowering my head, I smiled while tears spilled down my cheeks to strike the bedspread.

Russ caressed my hips, still breathing hard. "Stay right there, baby." I heard him moving around the room, and a moment later, he began wiping me clean. Looking over my shoulder, I saw him mop up his semen with his T-shirt.

"You could have used my underwear," I said.

"Now you tell me." He flashed a playful grin. "It's no problem. I'll just borrow a shirt from Tony." Before I could find out if my shaky knees were ready to support my weight, Russ wrapped his arms around my waist and gently pulled me upright so I was nestled against him. I felt his cock, still semi-hard, prodding my skin. Nuzzling my neck with his ...