Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 14 - Sex Stories

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 14

... sensitive spot, continuing to push forward until I felt almost painfully full again. I hissed between my teeth as he opened me up for him, and the combination of the surprise of it all, the stimulation, and the stretching, the delicious pain I had craved, the feeling of his heat radiating within me, all of it caused me to peak suddenly. I shuddered and let out a long, labored whine, my hands suddenly at my breasts, squeezing them as I clenched my eyes shut and felt my canal flaring around him as he finished entering me.

He held himself in place while I came on him, my hungry little cunt gripping him tight, rippling and practically sucking on his length. And before I could come down from it, he pulled back as far as he could go and plunged back into me. I moaned out again, and again, and again as he pounded into me. I felt a little panicked because it was so intense, especially compared to the first time he'd been inside of me. It hurt, but in the best way possible, I'd asked for exactly this, and I wasn't going to complain. And even if it HAD been truly painful, I don't think I could have made him stop in this moment. He was like a man possessed, drilling me into the mattress, forcefully and oh so fucking wonderfully. Last night we had sex. Maybe we even made love, I don't know, maybe that sounds cheesy. But right now he was definitely fucking me, taking my body for himself. I remember thinking that in my head during the act and it literally made my toes curl. Don't ...

... get me wrong, I had no doubt that he still loved me all the same, but this literally felt like he was channeling years of lust from his heart to every substantial inch of his length and unleashing it right at my pretty little pink pussy. Ohhh god I could hardly get through typing that paragraph because I'm feeling all pent up again...

I had been biting my lip to keep myself stifled, but he started to nudge my cervix again and I couldn't help moaning out loud from the painful/pleasurable sensation. I let go of my tits and moved my hands to grab my pillow, gripping it tightly on either side of my head. I couldn't help myself at this point, moaning out loud, completely unrestrained as he sawed his hips into mine. My hair was half in my face, I could feel my tits rocking violently on my chest from the impact of his hips, their mass rolling up and down my chest in reaction.

He was grunting and breathing through his teeth, and every few thrusts muttering "Fuck- oh my god- oh shit" under his breath. I gripped my pillow so hard I thought I was going to tear it. And then I felt his hand move to my left boob, trying his best to stabilize it, as his mouth caught my nipple and he started hungrily suckling from me while he fucked me. I could feel his tongue against the sensitive nub, and his breath flaring from his nostrils, hot on my skin. I clapped a hand to the back of his head and gripped his hair in my fingers as I held him to my breast, kneading my right breast with my other ...