I have always struggled with Hypersexuality and although completely monogamous in my relationships, I have struggled to make connections to others who can handle me and in essence are on the same level as myself.
After a seriously bad relationship, I wasn’t looking…
Then he entered my life…..
As his truck pulled into my drive, my breathing became rapid. Nervous excitement.
He was magnificent. His whole body towered mine. His beard soft and inviting. His blue eyes burned through mine, exposing every inch of desire. His warm voice sending shivers through my tiny body.
As I made us both coffee, his hand touching my shoulders, I felt his body moving closer behind mine… I had never felt such a pull, if he was to kiss me now I would crumble. My heart racing but we are just having coffee! Pull yourself together girl. How is he doing this to me? Standing so close I can feel the shape of him…he must feel this too? This chemistry, intangible and unspoken. I had never felt a connection this strong. But this was our first encounter. I was blown away.
As he slowly lifted my t-shirt over my head exposing my naked breasts, my heart started to race. I felt vulnerable and under his inspection.
He gracefully moved closer, eyes locked, lifting off his own shirt and pressing his body into mine. He smelt like rainfall in a woodland, filled with bluebells.
I could feel the electricity between us only building. The need only growing. He leans over me and pushes my head to one side, his breath next to my ear….”I want you” his voice like a fine whiskey sends shudders down my spin. My body aches for him. My pussy hot and ready.
He takes my hand and leads me to the living room. I have yet to speak. I can’t.
He positions me in front of the sofa and pushes me back, I fall. My body sat but slouched. He removes my pants, slowly, sliding them down my thighs, my calves….I moan! I cannot look anywhere but at him. (The desire so strong it reminds me of the look on Baby’s face when she sees Johnny for the first time in Dirty Dancing.)
He runs his hands up my legs and moves closer to kiss me. Placing his hand round the back of my head, our tongues touch, gently. His kiss, peppermint, his breath warm and sweet. Our kiss quickly turns more frantic, desperate. I feel the rush of adrenaline, still in kiss, his hand brushes over my clit as I hear him undo his belt, this makes my body jerk hard.
He stops kissing me and pushes me back once again. I am so ready, I can feel my juices dribble onto my bare ass. He thrusts into me with intense passion. He fills me with himself, pounding hard, each movement more driven. His hand reaching towards my swollen clit…please touch me. Trembling, his hand moves in circles. I am so exposed but this is Nirvana.
We kiss, staring into his eyes I feel my orgasm building. How is this happening? Like a volcano about to erupt, breathing hard and fast, my body starts to convulse. i desperately want him to cum with me. He starts to moan, I feel a light sweat. We are both close.
As I start to orgasm, I feel his hot cum explode inside of me. He moans loud as my body hits peak.
We smile.
If I was being clique I would say fireworks. The Fierce passion, overwhelming. I have never connected to someone quite like this. So congruent.
As we relax on the carpet in each others arms. I’m satisfied.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ob3sz5/sensual_encounter_the_rough_of_a_redneck_pt_ii