Eaten and Pounded Until I Was Too Orgas[m]ic to [F]unction

I gift my SO with all my GW pics before I post them, and he was pleasantly surprised to receive so many this weekend. I took the opportunity to request “a munching” as I am addicted to the way he eats me out. “Most definitely.” Yay. I was anticipating it all day, even as we ended up making plans for a date night. We saw a show, came home and had dinner and wine while we watched a comedy special. The night was running long and it can take me a while to climax from being eaten out. I was thinking a raincheck was going to be inevitable, but the SO shut it down: “I promised I would.” Mmm. Ok

I climb over him, legs on either side of his head, my ass and clit hovered over his face while my face hovers over his cock. He’s fully clothed, and it’s to my understanding a munching is all that’s going down tonight. It will take a while and it’s late and though I’d like to return the favor somehow, I’m surprisingly ok with it happening in the near future.

I know I’ve talked about it before, but…I love how he eats me. I’m sitting on his face- typically a dominant position for a girl. But when I’m up there, I am anything but in control. He laps at my clit; so lightly at first, I can barely feel it. His butterfly flutters get a little harder as his hands reach up to my nipples. He pulls and pinches as he sucks hard enough to make slurping noises. It’s so good. I quiver and tremble and jump involuntarily as his tongue hits several nerves. I giggle as I’m caught off guard, moaning and grabbing his cock through his pajama bottoms.

I’m rocking against his face as he trails his fingernails up and down my body, giving me chills and shivers. He’s tonguing me in light circles, up and down…he’s getting hard in front of me listening to me enjoy the pleasures of his mouth. He starts teasing as he slows his licking to a stop for a few seconds before starting again. He’s never done this before, and I think he’s falling asleep or losing oxygen with me rammed against his face.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, about to climb down. He grabs my ass cheeks and pulls me closer to his tongue. The more he licks, the harder I shake. He wraps his arms around my waist, bearhugging me- TRAPPING me. At this point my legs are locked, and as I’m jumping harder than ever, his arms hold me in place. He lets go after a while- probably for his own safety. My squeals have him so hard right now, he stops to pull down his pants. I’ve been rubbing his cock the whole time, laying kisses when I can. I hold his cock, squeezing and rubbing and rocking against his tongue. I suck him and lick down his shaft and up his head, getting even more turned on as I pinch my nipple. I can’t keep his cock in my mouth too long as full bodied moans escape me. When it’s safe, I suck him some more until I have to stop again, and I hear him sigh in response to my attention on his cock.

We go on and on like this for a bit, and I’m loving every minute of it. An orgasm is close, and my arousal has me wanting more of his cock. I take him to my throat at times, stroking him, kissing and biting his stomach as I pant and wail and whisper when he hits just the right spot. I try to hold as still as I can, forcing his movements to send me over the edge. My breath starts to catch as I start to cum. He grabs my ass and pulls me in again, trapping me against his tongue as I slip into my most wild and sensitive state. I scream hard and high as my whole body thrashes. He lets go and I pop up away from his mouth, cutting the orgasm short. “Aww,” I moan, slightly bewildered. He taps his tongue against me once more, and the orgasm returns. He traces his tongue a little lower, under my clit and penetrating the very juncture where my slit and clit meet- a spot I’ve never gotten this kind of contact before. I half yelp half moan in surprise, still spasming through an orgasm he is determined to extend until I scream and my body pulls away in overstimulated protest.

I am spent. I am stuck. My breath is wild, my legs are tired, my knees ache. I hadn’t positioned myself very well. It’s the sight of his cock- still hard and throbbing- that prompts me to collaspe over to his side. I’m still orgasmic though, and working through all the other predicaments my body is broadcasting as my adrenaline wanes. He gets up and goes to the bathroom. He blows his nose to rid his sinuses of my juices drowning him. I pathetically lay on my side, gulping down air and rubbing my knees.

He comes back in the room, still hard. He takes off his clothes and climbs in bed, sliding behind me on his knees. Remember how I said just a munching was all we were good for? He slides an arm under me and simply utters “aaand…I lied.” Fuuck. He tries to get me up for doggy style, but I suggest against it, mentioning I hurt from not facesitting as well as I should’ve. He gives me kisses and helps me on my back and lifts my legs.

He rubs up and down my slit before sliding full force into me. I gasp every time he bottoms out. He gyrates so sensually, his body hovering over me. I can barely stand to look at him as I’m completely out of it and defenseless from being devoured. He starts to pound me, noticing my hard reaction. “OH!” It’s brief, it’s surprised, and it’s accompanied by wide open eyes and mouth. He chuckles at me, smacking his pubic bone into mine, making my pussy squelch as he hits the very back of me. All I can really do is lay there and take it. I can’t help but touch his body, holding his ass as he fucks me.

A few more pounds brings me to orgasm- my hips rising off the bed and undulating while he’s still inside. We kiss, and he lifts my legs higher. I bend my legs, grabbing the soles of my feet, and he pounds right back in. I’ve never positioned myself like this before. It is fucking amazing. “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.” Yes, I’m cumming again and screaming his name and reaching that point where I’m laughing and sobbing at the same time. I’m being owned and it’s beautiful. It almost feels like I’m being punished, and I wondered what I’ve done to be getting fucked so intensely…

He grabs both my legs and brings them to one shoulder. He keeps his arm wrapped around them as his cock rails me with all he’s got. I can’t take it. I’m grunting and screaming in ways that I never have before. It’s kind of alarming. My pussy is clamping around his cock, orgasming so hard my core is beyond tight. He pops out, watching my spasms lift my lower half off the bed, me kness vibrating and my legs hanging limp in the air. With a smile, he climbs off the bed and stands beside it. He grabs me and pulls me until my ass is suspended and I’m afraid I’m too far off the bed. He rubs up and down my slit again, and spits on my pussy.

He penetrates me again, and pulls me into every pounding thrust. It is the typical porn scenario: me half on the bed, wearing only a cat-bell collar, sitting up to look right at him with a blisfully pained expression as he stands there, his face neutral as his cock dominates his movements and mine. I throw my head back on the bed, letting him have me. I’m going to cum again. I look at him, asking if he wants me to cum. He smiles, saying just what I want to hear. “I want you to cum…” I do. Just as hard as every other time. I scream so hard I cover my mouth. He doesn’t stop fucking me. He brings my legs together and fucks with the same forecful pace he’s had all night. I grab his hands, and he pulls me by my wrists. So. Fucking. Good…I could cry. I practically am.

He arm hugs my legs again, reaching his other hand to squeeze my tit. There’s only one thing I need to hear from him now, and I ask to hear it. “I love you,” he says without breaking stride. Mmm it’s good but it’s not quite it. “Aaand…?” I say. “I love this pussy.” Not what I was expecting to hear, but fuuuck…I want to hear my name, knowing it will make me cum. “I love you, Rose.” He hasn’t stopped pounding me. I ask to hear it again “I love you, Rose.” I’m ready to cum. I ask for just my name. He stops, and leans right over me. “ROSE.” I orgasm so hard I roll over on my side, screaming a terrifylingly loud, uncontrollable scream. I am wrecked- bordering possessed. “ohhhhh you son of a bitch” I wail. I have no filter. I am completely and frustratingly at his mercy- more than I’ve ever been before. I asked for it, and he delivered more than I could handle. And he still. Wasn’t. Finished.

He puts me on my stomach and drags me back to the edge of the bed. He fucks me from behind; A wild, horny animal devastating a horny, yet defenseless one. I can barely thrust back against him. I don’t need to, though. I take it happily, confusedly. “What did I do?” I ask for the hundreth time. His cock answers every time. He holds me tight while I orgasm. He slides his whole body against mine, pulling me by my shoulders. Our bodies so warm and slapping so loud…he cups my tits, trapping me in a powerfully dominant fuck before my body falls apart again.

I push myself off the bed even more, sensing he’s close. His hips move faster, more deliberate. I hear him start to pant and grunt. I thrust back, egging him on, nearly begging. I feel myself ready to cum again when he sighs behind me, thrusting slower now. I feel a heat inside me as he cums, my own full body orgasm slowing my movements to meet his. I’m filled. I’m fucked. I’m filthy. I’m happy. I cum hard again, squeezing his dick. He pops out suddenly as I cum even harder, our juices flowing out of me and onto the carpet. I’m wailing in shock, locked in a blissful vice.

My legs are shaking again. I’m stuck. When I’m on my stomach, it makes the orgasm cycle over and over again. I’m screaming. Screaming dangerously. I sink to the floor. I want to cry. I’m too tired to cry. I’m laughing. I’m…catching my breath. I sit on the floor. A back arching after shock whips through me. I can’t stop it. I lay back on the floor in a heap. I’m panting and twitching. I’m stuck there. Still orgasming. My own body torturing me. The SO checks in on me, worried. “I hate you,” I whisper- having no energy to even speak. He gives me a kiss. His touch is too much, I send him away.

I have to get to the bathroom less than 3 feet away. I can’t move. I’m numb. I’m whimpering like a baby. I roll over with all the will power I have. I’m still splayed on the floor. I’m looking at the bathroom, feeling like it’s unreachable. I’m embarrassed. I’m still cumming periodically. I’m sobbing. I get to my hands and knees and “OOOOOOH MY GOD!” I have cum still dripping out of me, being squeezed by my own convulsions. I feel it hit my leg. Tears are falling from my eyes as I grab the wall, lifting myself to stand. My pelvis is still quivering. My legs are unsteady. I shuffle to the bathroom.

I relieve myself, doubled over on the toilet. I cum two more times as I do. I can’t stand up when I’m finished. It takes another minute to get up. I lean over the sink, letting it hold me up as I wash my hands and remove my contact lenses. “What did I do…?” I ask. “I was horny. You know eating you out gets me going.” I walk to the bed like I just learned to walk. I have no power over my body to get into bed. I lean my body over it until I can half collapse, half roll onto it. The SO helps get covers on me. When I’m finally on my back, my body tenses up a few more times, hard enough for me to sit up. My eyes are barely open when I finally lie down. I ask for a kiss goodnight before he turns out the light. I don’t feel anything but my head heavy against the pillow.

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