I can still feel your mouth on me. Every move of my head brings my attention to the deep bruises you gave me from biting my neck. I wish the bruises were more visible. I want to look at them in the mirror and see how you claimed me. All day, I’ve been pressing on the tops of my shoulders to feel the residual pain you caused because you were hungry for my whimpers and moans.
I can still feel the hard arm of the couch pressed into my back as my body turned into yours, devouring every word that came out of your mouth. The ease in which two and a half hours passed amazed me. You kept saying things that made me think and as much as I wanted to crawl into your lap and kiss you, I didn’t because I didn’t want you to stop talking. The clock had slowed to such a crawl for the entire day as I waited on you, but seemed to go into fast forward as soon as you walked into the door.
I can still feel your lips pressed against mine. I taste the mint of the toothpaste from where you cleaned your mouth at my request. We reconnected quickly and hungrily. The gentle smile you gave me as you’d pull back and look at me between kisses melted me.
I can still feel your fingertips as they grabbed my shirt and softly lifted it over my head. The fabric softly made a sound as it made its home on the floor.
I can still feel the softness of the bed under me as we lay there kissing and connecting feeling the anticipation of what was to come.
I can still feel your eyes on me and the look of compassion you gave me when I told you I was nervous to hit you. We had talked about how you like being hit in your most intimate area. I had done my research. I read. I watched videos. But it was my first time and I only had a vague idea of what I was doing.
I can still feel the vibration as my knee first connected with your groin. Tentatively to start and harder as the time went by.
I can still feel the beat of the music that I had picked for the occasion. I added each song to the playlist thinking of how much I wanted to please you. Making a plan for the night eased my nervousness.
I can still feel my confidence building as you reacted to having what most men avoid at all costs.
I can still feel the hunger of your eyes as your desire grew. Watching you was like spell falling over me. I wanted to see where I could take you and where you would take me.
I can still feel the moans in my throat as I felt the first soft bite on my trapezius muscles. Every new connection of your teeth with my skin made my cunt clench tightly.
I can still feel the slight retreat of your body as I teased that I was coming in for another hit. I synced my blows with the music. It helped give you false anticipation of when the next one was coming.
I can still feel how your body contracted as I got in the harder hits. I loved the way you would turn your head and grunt exposing your neck to me to kiss. The skin there is so soft and felt sweet on my lips.
I can still feel the quaking of my laugh in my chest as I figured out I could use my legs to hold your legs open for some flat palm swats to your balls. Soft and slow increasing to hard and fast. You tried to get away and I continually improved my technique.
I can still feel how you grabbed the flesh of my ass the more you got into it. Kneading it. Needing it. The tentative swats growing in confidence that fell on my creamy white cheeks.
I can still feel the comfort of straddling you. Like your hips were made to be my seat. A throne of sorts. I rocked my hips against you, patiently imagining what you would feel like inside of me.
I can still feel the thud in my fists and the sting on my palms as they connected with your chest. A few punches and a hard slap to give instruction of how I like to be handled.
I can still feel the heat in my chest as you let loose on my breasts. I arched my back to you to give space for your blows. Your face bore the look of concentration as you hit all the right spots. My skin began to bruise as you struck me again and again.
I can still feel the buzz of the magic wand under me on my clit as I laid myself out to give you fresh skin to redden. My body already ignited, set fire by the vibrator pressed against my cunt. The impact of your hands on my back was too much. All my senses were alive and the sting was too much.
I can still feel your entire body pressed against mine. You crushed against me – your weight pressing my groin even more deliciously against the vibrator. I panted and wiggled against it feeling my legs start to shake. You knew exactly what to do as you kissed and bit and grabbed and pulled.
I can still feel your fingers curled around mine. The tenderness mixed with the roughness played into my impending release.
I can still feel the explosion of energy as I cried out and my body started to contract into a violent orgasm. My mind completely left my body as my abs contracted again and again. I turn on my side to get away from the brutal vibration of the wand.
I can still feel how softly your hand traveled up and down my side as you let me quietly come down from the heavens to which you had taken me. The comfort and sweetness of you simply holding my body wasn’t lost on me as my breathing returned to somewhat normal.
I can still feel the gentle kiss pressed against the tip of my nose as you were saying your goodbye. And the warmth spreading out of my heart through my smile.
And I feel the uncertainty of not knowing where this is going next.
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