To begin this story, let me set the stage. For years I chose to remain in a relationship that was passion less. I would lay next to my girlfriend in our bed, while she slept soundly, touching myself. First, I was quiet about it, just getting off silently by stroking myself as I thought of attractive women that had crossed my path in the weeks before.
My girlfriend would leave for work, and I would please myself by reading stories here about women who wanted to be filled with hard cocks. These women of my dreams wanted me to have their bodies. They wanted my cum wherever I pleased. My hunger grew.
Finally, my hunger overcame any sense of loyalty or hope for change. I had to end my relationship. I told her that it was over. I focused on my work. My other life's passion. However, the hunger remained.
Now, when I speak of this "hunger," I AM talking of that carnal desire that we all feel to some extent. The desire to ravage a women's body. Her desire builds as I kiss, nibble, and tease her body. To have her claw at me wanting me to pin her down and take her … I think you get the idea of what had built inside of me.
However, I still didn't know what sort of women could fill that need. I would find out at our end of season with celebration. You see I was set to receive an award for my years of service as was my best friend. For this award you chose your presenter; and we decided to present to one another. We met over beers to write our speeches together. Our first thought was to roast one another. My buddy joked that he would have all the women I slept with stand up. Fortunately, for future adventures we chose a different route: our speeches were stellar. We celebrated one another's achievements and shared minor embarrassing stories from the years. Bromance in fine form.
Now for those of you who have made it this far. I chose to move close to the podium and sit next to a strikingly tall girl with dark curly hair. I didn't really think much of my seat choice as I laughed along with my friend as he presented my award.
After the presentation, she leaned over and introduced herself as Masha. I could tell from corners of her smile and the way that she said her name that she was impressed. Perhaps a glass of wine and a dance help that feeling. I talked to her about her dreams between dances. How she moved from Russia as a child. My hunger growing. I touched her olive skin and grabbed her athletic body and pulled her closer on the dance floor. My desire drove my flirtation. I wanted this strong beautiful Russian women to crave me.
Masha came up to me between dances and asked me if she could stay in my room as she didn't have one. Strictly add friends though. Of course I answered with a wry smile. I suggested that we head to the pond with everyone else. She agreed.
Here was my moment to see what I wanted to ravage. She lowered her dress to reveal magnificent breasts. More than a handful. I knew from earlier that she was an acid road bicyclist and it showed. I stripped to reveal my wirey muscled outdoors physique. My cock, slightly above average and without complaint, was hard at the sight of her body. I grabbed her hand and we ran over to the dock and jumped into the pond with all the other party goers.
She was laughing and splashing water at me. I grabbed her with my strong arms and pulled her close. She attacked my lips. Her body was warm. I was so hard. We needed to go somewhere else. I could see the twinkle in her eye and her own hunger. With some attention she wouldn't hold back from begging for me.
We made our way back to my room barefoot and with laughter ringing. She knew. I pushed her down on my bed. Her kisses were animalistic but her hands were still exploring slowly. I told her to lay down. I nibbled at her collar bone down her chest, teasing her. I tried to kiss every inch of her except the parts she wanted touched. I wanted to bring out the animal in her. That caged side, maybe the crazy Russian side.
After teasing her for too long perhaps, Masha came out of her shell. She pushed back. My hands were pulled to her nipples and her hips pushed upwards into my kisses. I grabbed her nipples, dark but very erect, and pinched and twisted. She wanted more. I couldn't pinch them hard enough. Masha was an animal and she wanted to feel me have her. After licking her wet lips and slipping a few fingers in while she bucked her hips.
I had the animal I wanted. Now what to do with her? I flipped her over and bit at her neck and her back as I fucked her with my fingers. I grabbed her a handful of her toned olive ass and squeezed. Masha let a moan. I wanted to make her mine with my hard cock right then. But she had others plans.
Masha pushed back. Did she want to wrestle or did she want something hard in her mouth? This time she wanted the latter. She spit loudly on my cock. Then engulfed it with her mouth. It was almost like she wanted to devour it. Her hand pumping up and down like she wanted to milk every bit of cum out of me.
Not that way yet. I wanted to fill a different hole. I pushed back this time. Flipping her on her back with one swoop. With a mischievous smile, I asked Masha if she wanted my cock. Almost as she could hiss out a yes, I slid inside her watching her face as it contorted in pleasure. I could tell she wanted it deep and hard. So I flipped her legs over her shoulder and pumped in and out of her slowly. She felt so good. But that darker side of me wanted to have more.
So I told her that I wanted her on all fours. I entered watching her skin stretch over thickness. I love watching that little bit of pussy skin that moves in and out over my cock. I grabbed Masha's shoulder first as she pushed back against the head of my cock just as it bottomed out on her cervix. She was loving it. Masha was mine to have. I reached up to trace her mouth with my fingers then pushed two fingers in for her to suck. Would she let me hook her mouth as I fucked her deeply? Of course she did. I had brought out the animal in her. I grabbed her hair and pulled gently at first as we both could hear my balls slapping her clit. I tugged harder. Masha was mine. She was moaning in pleasure.
She managed to get out a small phrase: my nipples. I knew she wanted me to twist and pinch them. I pulled out and smacked her ass so she would flip over.
I immediately looked into her eyes grabbing both nipples between my fingers as she audibly sucked in her breath. I found a way to take one in my mouth between my teeth as I fucked her as hard as I could. Masha was loving it. She was bucking against me. I could tell she was going to come. I wanted to blow her mind. I wanted her to submit to me through pleasure. Her whole body tensed add she screamed out. I loved watching this part. After she calmed down a bit I found a position that made her pussy rub at the head of my cock just the right way. I wanted to fill her up. She could see it on my face. She grabbed my arm and told me to cum inside of her. That pushed both of us to the edge as my cock spasmed sending wave after wave of hot sticky cum deep in her.
I felt my hunger Iull for a second. But I wanted more. Over the coming months, I would take Masha on every surface of the house that I had shared with my sexless girlfriend(she had moved away). I Masha choke on my cock and watched the tears run down her face as she loved it. I covered every inch of her flawless skin with my hot cum. And she loved it. I stretched her little butthole as she used a vibrator on herself. And she loved it. I watched as my cum dripped out of all of her holes.
She was mine. She craved all of me. For a time.
She showed me that my desire and hunger can be filled. There are women out there who crave as much as I do. So thank you Masha.
This is my first story on here(obviously). I would appreciate any feedback.
Oh and stats for you stat fiends: Me: male. 30s. 5.11. 150lbs. Athletic. Masha (not her real name ): 5.7 125 lbs. Stunning athletic body. Bigger boobs(34c?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/37dqar/the_russian_satisfies_my_hunger