So…. we arrive back at my apartment on a late summer evening. The dews already beginning to form on the street and grass but the street lamps radiate a warmth cast by there soft yellow lights.
We take the elevator up to the 5th floor and the tension is almost tangible. So thick in the air you can taste it. We just stare and scan each other up and down in anticipation.
We get to the door number 505 and as soon as the final tumbler in the keyhole turns the carnal switch in both of us does too. You push me through the threshold and I push you against the door as we together close it with the force of our movements.
I grasp your thigh and move my hand gently but staggered up your sundress. You can feel my hand move around you like it’s reading brail. Confident but detailed.
I begin to kiss your neck and take a gentle bite of your throat before I kiss down to your breasts and inch your dress down to expose your nipple and take it into my mouth. At first just deep enough to be encapsulated by my lips but then a bit more to feel my tongue move and swirl around the peak of your breast in a sort of pointed aimlessness. And that’s when it happens I get graced with the first of many more to come this precise yet uncontrolled Yelp. A moan would be far to run in the mill to describe the surrender held within the sound.
We move to the kitchen and I push you against the counter… I’m determined to exhaust myself in you. I pick you up and place you on the counter I kiss your your lips with resolve, but only for a moment. I take to my knees and slip beneath your dress. I kiss up your thigh and down the other as I slowly peel your underwear down to your ankles and off… I resolve back to your pussy to simply exhale and let it feel the heat of my breath upon it.
But now… now the game is afoot… I kiss your sex with fervor, gently but with purpose I indulge in your pussy with the full weight and momentum of my tongue. I circle your clit with the tip of my tongue and breathe warm and heavy as I do. I let my tongue lay flat and loose on your clit so it can absorb its full weight and then I move side to side in earnest until I hear those two sacred words that seem to always become three when made in earnest “I…I’m cumming”
I waste no time standing up and revealing I have already dropped my pants and I press my cock to the opening of your pussy and ease my way in. You tingle from head to toe in sensation and revel in being filled…. but just as you begin acclimate yourself to being filled… I begin to thrust.
After a few minutes I turn you around and I grab your shoulders and pull myself as deep as I can into you. I fuck you with no remorse. I take your pussy as mine. I fuck you till your knees get weak and you fall to the counter… but I don’t let you rest I grab your hair and pull you against me with so much force that the cabinets clap open and back shut. I bury my cock as deep as it can go and fuck you rapidly as you mumble and moan incoherent speech until one word breaks the myriad of the others… “harder” I pull all the way out of you and slap your ass furiously and take your throat into my left hand and grasp it and then shove my throbbing soaking wet cock back into your pussy and take you as hard as I humanly can. No reserve or conscience just pure carnal desire… you scream in a combination of pain and pleasure, you moan till your voice trembles
And then it happens again those two sacred words…you begin to cum and I feel your pussy contract and constrict around my cock as you convulse and shake… the sensation, the tightness, the pleasure it sends me over the edge… I start to cum rope after rope into the depths of your pussy. Your sex still tightened around me with your legs shaking and angled… pulling every drop of cum I have into you. Your pussy demanding all that I sew. I kiss your cheek and your mouth. And then I whisper… almost too faint to hear…. “again”
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