He’s already fucked me once already and I told him I was in the mood to write about it, so he told me to write it while I rode him. Picture it, right now I’m leaning over him as I move my ass up and down and he slams into me. His hands are gripping my hips and fuck I’m cumming all over him. I’m still wearing my littel black flowery sundress as I bounce on him and make little sounds.
He just put his thumb in my mouth. I stopped writing for a bit as he grabbed my face with his hands and slapped my face and made me cum all over him. He stuck his finger in my ass as I dripped over him.
Okay I’m getting distracted, I need to write about the last session.
It started with me stripping down to my lacy bra and matching dark red thong. This bra is one of my favourites because it has thick wires coming up the middle in a sort of corset looking way. I put on thigh high black stockings with lacy ends. I looked fucking hot.
He was sitting on my bed so I got on my knees for him, slowly sucking up and down his cock. I love looking up at him, knowing I look so fucking adorable and hot on my knees, with my ass sticking out like a good girl. After I sucked him for several minutes, he pulled me up and sat me on him, pulling my panties off in the process. I started bouncing up and down on him, biting my lip at how amazing he felt inside me.
“I want really kinky,” I said softly, “I want you to cane me.”
He smiled at me and grabbed my hips roughly, “what a little whore. Let’s make you cum 3 times before you get your cane.”
He grabbed the sides of my face and started pounding up into me, my tits beginning to escape my bra. “Hit me, please,” I begged, and he smirked up at me before smacking the side of my face thoroughly.
“Come for me,” he demanded, so I did, gushing all over him. He made a little sound, and I felt that warm satisifaction of knowing my pleasure makes him feel good too. We repeated this two more times, with me drooping over him by the end of it, barely able to hold myself up.
He got up and pulled me over the edge of my bed, ass out. He grabbed the cane and then the back of my head. “Count,” he commanded before smacking my ass hard with the wooden cane.
I moaned, before gasping, “one.”
I got to seven before he stuck his cock back in me, sliding in with ease. He chuckled, “so wet, you fucking whore.”
He fucked me, and then began playing with my asshole. “Fill me,” I begged, and he obliged, pushing a finger inside my ass as he fucked my pussy. He grabbed my buttplug, pulled his cock out of me, and put the buttplug in, lubing it up. He then pushed it into my tight asshole as I groaned. It hurt, but it hurt so bad. As soon as it was in, he pushed into my pussy again.
I was screaming at this point, moaning his name and “I’m yours” over and over. He flipped me over and held my face as he drilled into me.
“I’m gonna cum,” I groaned, as it’s an unwritten rule in our relationship that I have to tell him. He smacked my face and that was it for me. I felt a rush of pleasure down to my pussy and exploded around him, arching my back and clawing at his shoulders. He put his hand around my throat and the sight of my cumming around him in a chokehold, combined with the increased tightness in my pussy sent him over the edge. He came all over me.
And now he’s fucking me again. Story’s done but he’s not.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ueacqq/f18_writing_this_as_im_riding_him_m19_fm
Dayummm, nice one . Even wilder would be narrating this story to your male best friend while you ride your bf 🥵