SEX WITH YOU
That moment when you slide your cock into me is my favourite thing in the whole world. The feeling of resistance before my pussy accepts you. Pleasure, friction, an uncomfortable fullness.
I am never as sensitive as those first moments, I never feel you as keenly as on that first thrust. It’s like you are forcing your way into my soul, I have no thought but where our bodies meet. And then you start to move. Fuck.
You know that I love it hard, and deep, the harder the better. So you go slow, your cock gently slides in and out of me. Finding a rhythm with you is easy. When we go slow like this my mind drifts, to fantasies so filthy I would never admit them.
You sense my mind wandering and you slam into me, your pace fast, erratic, punishing. A fist in my hair and a handprint on my arse.
Its an assault on my senses, the difference in stimuli is what keeps me sharply in the moment.
I need the pain, the pleasure, the delicious combination of the two. One without the other is like food without salt.
You hold us on this line, this filthy, dirty, sexy line and I love you for it.
But I also whisper secretly, in that far away place “more, please more, I promise I can take everything you can give me” let yourself go, take me ferociously, rabidly, I promise that when we slow I will still meet you in that rhythm we both love so much.
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