You’ve been gone for two hours, but I’m still lying here with your cum dripping out of me, lightly pressing the bruises on my hands, wrists, my swollen clit, enjoying how they feel.
You have this look that makes me instantly wet; it’s like flipping a switch, one look and I’m soaked. And you know it every single time – the precise look to use and exactly what it’s doing to me.
I can still feel you tightening the cuffs around my ankles, the sharp cold of the spreader bar as you clipped it in to place. Still feel your hands grabbing my hips to flip me over. The anticipation as you left me there to get our toy, and the remote, and the lube. You know how tight I am but I could feel myself getting wetter, aching for you to be inside me. And then you slid the toy in before pushing your hard cock right in after it.
Your hands were on my hips, holding me in place so you could work yourself in deeper. And then tangled in my hair, wrapping it around your fist so you could pull my head back as you fucked me harder. You always hit the right spot to make me cum – there’s no slow build up, it’s like a wave crashing over me, hitting me fast and hard. You know I almost blacked out as I came, you could feel the way my pussy tightened around you, how my legs were spasming but couldn’t move from the bar keeping them apart. You pushed my head down and I bit in to the bed covers hard, thinking about how much you enjoy a gag, before I couldn’t think of anything anymore. And then suddenly I’m back, and the toy is vibrating inside me right next to your cock, and you’re pushing me fingers down to my clit without breaking your rhythm. I can hear you slamming in to me, and the links on the spreader bar clinking. Hear the sound of the tv in my next door neighbour’s and know that they can hear exactly what you’re doing to me….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d4a2ce/today_part_1_mf_short