I'm Waiting - Sex Stories

I'm Waiting

... can feel myself rising, getting ready to burst. “Agh, YOU!” I hear from beside my ear, and I love that even like this, you are so close to me. Suddenly, my breast and jaw are free, and two bruising hands grab my hips while you piston into me, so fast, I can feel my breasts rocking, and I know you’re loving what you’re looking at. You magically hit that spot, over and over again, until I’m no longer in control, screaming your name and shattering. I clench around you, milking you of your come, wanted you to spill with me. Your movements grow jagged and lose their rhythm, and your grip on my hips will leave yellow-blue marks. You yell, incoherent animal moans and I feel you spill inside me, collapsing on top of me, our bodies slick against each other. A smack on my round full ass and a bite on my soft neck... "Oh, God!" All I can hear is our ragged breaths and all I can feel is our chests rising to meet each other. “That ass is next, filthy girl,” I hear, and I giggle. The blindfold disappears and I look up at you, feeling sated yet still hungry, and I can see the same in your glittering eyes, in your adoring face. The face that consumes my world. “Happy birthday, Dear Husband,” I whisper, and give you a kiss.