Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision

... the covers. This time she didn't kick them off, didn't show herself off to me. I got into bed with her, and lay over her, and she stared silently up at me. I'd been in this position many times before, but now I wasn't sure what to do. She reached down and gently gripped my swollen cock with her soft, warm hand, and lined the head up with her hot pussy lips. "Slowly." she whispered. I kissed her and pushed forward with my hips, gently entering her. She let out a whimper of anticipation, and again I had to stop myself from losing control. I loved the sounds she made, and each one just made me want to take her. We kept our foreheads pressed together as I filled her, achingly slowly. She continued to let out gasping little moans as I filled her. Was I hurting her? Was I too big for this? I didn't know. It was too dark to see her face properly, and I wished I could see her eyes. "That's it." she whispered, "Just like that." I before entering her completely, I drew back again, then pushed forward, falling into a slow rhythm. "Yesss..." she sighed. I could do this. I remembered what she'd done the last time we were together, when I'd ordered her to ride me. She liked a few quick, short thrusts followed by one or two long strokes. I copied this technique, thrusting rapidly in and out before filling her completely. She moaned with appreciation, her voice shaking. I growled with lust, but again held myself back from being too violent. I kept up the same technique, just watching her. ...

... Slowly, I felt the need to attack her fade away. I leaned forward and drew her into a deep and soulful kiss. She pulled back and whispered into my ear. "I'm going to cum." She wasn't asking for permission, she wasn't panicked or afraid. She just whispered it to me softly, like sharing a secret. Her legs gripped tightly around my hips, and she buried her head into my shoulder. She barely made a sound, just breathed heavily as the pleasure shook her body. I slowed down, letting her rest. I wanted to keep going, to see her cum again and again. Did I really need more than this? More than her body, her love for me? Did I really need the pain, the domination? After a few minutes of slow, measured thrusting, I filled her again making her jump and gasp. Despite all we'd done so far, I was still pretty inexperienced with actual sex. I felt like I was learning new ways to move my hips, watching her reactions and trying to create the same sounds, the same expressions of ecstasy on her gorgeous, although barely visible face. I reached over and flicked on the lamp, wanting to see her better. She opened her eyes to stare up at me, and it seemed to take us both by surprise. She smiled at me, and I felt myself return it. We kissed each other, and I thrust into her more vigorously. It was my turn to gasp when I felt her already tight channel grip and flex around my hard cock. She smiled at my reaction, then furrowed her brow in concentration as she did it again. I'd forgotten about this, her ...