5am and I felt something… nice. Later when I asked “what the fuck was that?” she called it the “nestle plus wiggle…”
*
She snuggled herself back against me, little spoon style. And I guess I only 15% stirred.
So she thrust her naked ass back and wiggled it against my cock, to entice me. But I guess I only stirred enough to gain an erection, but not consciousness.
God knows how long that continued, but when I “woke up” my hard penis was nestled between her legs and she was just gently grinding herself back and forth against me. Letting my length slide up and down her wet pussy.
And it was wet – slick from her anticipation and just the feel of my cock wedged between her puffy pussy lips.
*
As I realized what she was doing, I just, let her keep doing it for a time. It was nice, a lazy sort of, tug job, of the creative variety. I wondered how long it would be till she’d demand more. I wondered how long until my body would demand more.
I propped myself up just a bit, leaned my face forward. I felt her nuzzle her cheek back against my beard and heard her purr. I also felt her thighs contract around my cock and I was squeezed tighter for that moment. I whispered in her ear, “Hard or soft beautiful… hard or soft?”
She purred, she whispered gently to the room, “So what would happen if I said soft, then???”
*
I rose a hand to her cheek and petted it gently. I whispered, “Let me show you.”
Then that hand traced its way down her cheek, over her neck, then down the side of her body that was exposed to the air. I let it touch the side of her breast but scoot right past, I let it trace its way to her hip and I sort of, ran my hands around where the bone pushed against her skin. I teased her, as if I was going to plunge those fingers between her legs in the front… then all at once I moved It behind her, and snaked it between us, then pushed it between her legs from the back.
I found my cock and adjusted it to enter her. I shifted my body slightly, so I was slightly off her back and lower, to afford our fucking a better angle.
Then I thrust into her slow and ‘gentle’, but with an incredibly hard cock moving excruciatingly slow in and out. I loved every inch of that tight pussy that burned for me. The pussy that needed my cock so much she woke me in the night to take it. God I loved that pussy.
*
As I thrust into her, I reached down and pushed her knees together. I wanted maximum tightness, pressing her knees tight together ensured that.
I told her how tight she felt – and just how good it was to be buried to the balls in her hungry little pussy. I explained in terrible detail how happy I was to wake up to her surrounding my cock with her wonderful body – any part of it. But how I especially loved invading her moist little fuck hole.
She made my brain smile. I’d tell her I could smell her pussy, and how much I always loved that, how the smell of her lust fuelled my own. I’d look down and watch as my cock disappeared into her depths, and tell her how beautiful it was to see myself escape into her ecstasy.
She made my balls tight. I’d tell her they were filling for her, the cum was building for her, but that they were nowhere near being ready to explode for her yet. They’d only just started to enjoy her. She’d feel my balls slap against the back of her thighs, and I’d tell her she owned what was in them, and would get to taste it later if she was lucky.
*
As I pounded her and spoke sexy nonsense I stared at her hip, the sexy bump just above where I was slipping in and of her. The beautiful little curve drove me crazy, and there was no way I could leave my hand on her knee. It explore up and down her leg, and that hip, I’d have to grab it. I pulled it back as I pushed forward with my hips, jamming us together.
I shifted my body downward slightly, and aimed for her g-spot, not sure how hard I could hit it in this position, but knowing if I did it would send a shockwave through her. And it did.
She spoke for the first time, it was throaty and breathless and so amazingly sexy, “Please, please, fuck me hard… fuck me as hard and as fast as you can, pleeeeeeease.”
She did not have to ask me twice, but I made her anyway. Her begging made my balls dance and my heart flutter.
I waited till she admitted she was desperate to turn “slow” into “hard”, and when she admitted she made the wrong initial choice because her cunt longed “to be fucked” not “made love to”, that was when I decided she had suffered enough.
*
I loved her desperation. I asked what I’d get in return if I gave in and gave her what she wanted.
She said, “Fuck you’ll get anything you want.”
I ran my hand back down her thigh to her knee again. I slammed my cock a few times hard into her pussy, just a few thrusts were enough before I asked her, “Is this better?”
I knew it wasn’t but I really just wanted her reaction.
All she did was moan a bit harder with each thrust.
*
I ran my hand down form her hip to her ankle, feeling every bit of the flesh that lay between. I just loved having her in my hands.
I pulled her ankle up slightly, separating her legs enough I could roll between them, sitting up and straddling the leg she still had pressed to the mattress. My thighs squeezed on either side of her bottom leg, and her free leg found a place on top of mine. She lay sideways and I owned her body from over the top.
I grabbed the hip that lay before me. One hand on the front, the fingers curling under her toward her cunt and my thumb pressing on the outside. The other hand grabbed her ass, and squeezed just as hard. I tried to press my fingers into her, I wanted to leave marks.
Then I thrust myself into her. She stayed on her side, helpless how I held her there, just a moist hole to be enjoyed.
*
I slid myself forward and backward on her leg, my balls dragging against her, as I plunged myself in and out of that warm little hungry pussy.
I twisted myself a bit at the end, stirring my cock inside her randomly, pressing against her insides in some chaotic fashion so sometimes she’d get g-spot, sometimes she’d just get stretched, but always something – all thrusts ending with a flourish.
The harder I pounded her the more random my movements became, and I basically succumbed to the mindlessness of the fucking. I’m sure my fingers dug tighter but she never complained, she just moaned harder. I grunted as I lost my head. I bit my own lip. I looked down and her eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly open as the sounds of lust escaped them.
*
As I fucked her I started telling her how good she looked, how hot it was to literally see her flesh turning purple around where my fingers gripped her, what ones I could see anyhow. How hot it was to see her little whore mouth hanging open just wishing I’d stick my cock inside it. How good every little inch of her insides were as I pounded into them, and probed them with the head of my penis.
And every word was surrounded by grunting, groaning, like some wild beast. The bit of my brain that was still present would be trying to form the words, but the rest of me would just be on autopilot taking all the fucking sex she had to offer.
*
I fucking reamed her pussy. The fingers jammed between her legs, well some of them, I finally let touch her pussy lips. I nuzzled those finger tips between and I pushed on her sensitive little clit just to make her struggle worse.
She squirmed against my fingers and my arousal only increased.
Did I need more? Did I want more? Did she?
I’m quite sure I heard her cum at least twice through all this. And the absolute wetness that coated her thigh and pooled on the sheet below us was a pretty good indicator too. Not to mention the vice grip her cunt had taken on my invading cock at last a half dozen times. Oh she came like the hungry bitch she was, the kind of hungry bitch who would wake her man up just to give her the D.
*
Did I need more? Well yes, I needed to hear her say she had cum. That’s what I decided.
“Did you cum? You hungry whore?”
“Oh yes… I’m so damn turned on… this has been like a constant orgasm parade… ohhhhhh.”
Who knows if it was intentional, but I felt her pussy extra milk me right at the moment, with that last “word”, and the parade continued.
But I’d want more, I always, wanted more.
I barked, “Front, back, or mouth?”
*
She started stuttering something about *what I wanted* and I just told her to “Fucking pick something.”
And I raised the hand that had been digging into her ass flesh seconds before, and crashed it back down, hard. She deserved a smack for that. I just wanted to know where she wanted my cock next. Spanking her made my cock even harder.
So I did it again, and again. I was going to spank her flighty ass until she finally made a choice. And I timed my thrusts into her pussy to coincide. Every time my cock stabbed into her g-spot, my hand sent fresh waves through her meaty ass. I could have easily cum right there and been happy, but I wanted her to chose where.
Finally she yelled, “Please, just keep filling my pussy until you cum.”
But I told her “that wasn’t one of the choices” and I smacked her ass again as the fucking intensified if that was even possible. I hit her ass again as hard as I could. She half cried now. I always fucking loved that.
Finally she bellowed, “Frooooont then, pleeeeease don’t stop fucking my pussy.”
“Good” was my only reply.
*
I reach up to the head of the bed and grabbed one of the pillows, and positioned it near where my hand had been at the entrance to her pussy.
I pulled myself out of her and unmounted her leg. I rolled her onto her front, over the pillow, ass slightly up. Positioning her like a good little slut.
Somehow her legs were pressed together, so I spread them with my knee. I wanted access, I needed access.
*
I rubbed my cock head up and down her slit as I straddled the bottom of her ass. I worked my firmness at her opening.
I reached up and grabbed one of her hands. I put my weight down on her back. I kept teasing her with my cock, but at the same time I forced her hand down under her, between her body and the pillow. I placed her hand on her clit.
I ordered her to fucking rub it, but I kinda, just make her rather than waiting for her to do it right. I kept her hand in mine, and I loved nothing more than making her touch herself.
Well, maybe I loved the feel of fucking her more, so I put the head of my cock in her pussy.
Then I used her hand as a sex toy really, and forced it against her clit and pussy lips. I grabbed her fingers and forced them to do the rubbing, fuck that, I rubbed her with them. And God I enjoyed that. I enjoyed her, and progressively more the less I gave a fuck about what she thought and just pushed forward in taking what I wanted – regardless of how perverted.
And I told her the whole time how I loved just, taking what i wanted.
*
It wasn’t long before I started thrusting into her pussy again – enjoying so much the helplessness beneath me.
I pushed deep into her cunt as I used her. I managed to keep most of my weight on her back yet still thrust down with just my hips. And I kinda, started rocking my hips up when I hit the depth of her, to force my cock down to hit her g-spot. My cock basically circled inside her at the same time I was making her fingers circle her clit.
Feeling her pussy’s reaction as it enveloped me made my balls fucking dance. It was honest-to-fuck amazing.
*
Our hands moved strong and fast and in unison between her pussy lips, it didn’t matter they were jammed in there under our combined weight, they worked furiously, clumsy, rough and out of control. Punching and rubbing on her clit to beat the orgasms from her. I threw her fingers back and forth on her clit, no mercy. Harder and faster and harder and faster.
I wanted more. I needed more. I had to hear her breath harder, feel her squirm more.
I grabbed her hair with my free hand, just to complete things, and I pulled hard at the root. Just enough to force a scream.
And that scream did it for me. I needed my end, and I knew just how I wanted to take it.
*
I pulled both my hands from her, one out from under, the other from her hair, and put them on her hips/ass. My thumbs pushed into her ass at the top. I wanted to give her even more bruises for later. I put all my weight on my hands.
I noticed her arm was still wedged under her. That made me smile a bit.
My hands helped me lift my body, so I could drill even harder down into her. Fully down, fully in. I pushed my body as full forward on her as possible, so my cock bent back and stressed against the front of her pussy walls. I basically scraped the tip up and down it, almost to the exit, before slamming back inside. I hit all of her g-spot on every stroke and then some.
She screamed out. I knew she was cumming. I knew I’d cum soon too. I loved the feel of my cock being manipulated by her body. I drilled and grunted and ordered her to cum as hard as she could.
My thumbs pressed hard as I lifted myself up, then I put every bit of weight I had into my cock as I slammed it back inside. I tried to hurt her good with that combination, though I knew it’d mostly be just pure pleasure for her. I knew her, I knew he loves the pain…
*
Eventually I moved my thumbs down, to the bottoms of her ass cheeks, close to where I penetrated her, so all the feeling are bunched up.
I had no words at that point. I just loved every single landing into her cunt. I loved when the tip hit her g-spot.
She moaned and screamed and my balls tightened every time she did.
*
I finally wanted to cum, and I asked if she wanted it in her or on her.
“In me!” She screamed, “Fill me with your cum.”
If there was a harder gear I hit it when I heard that, but really, I just let loose. I fucking moaned with maximum intensity, so loud, almost insane. I called her a good little whore and I told her how good her cunt felt. And I fucking shot my cum into her in waves.
I filled her like the hungry little cunt she was.
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