I blurrily awoke to his erection on my left buttcheek. His left hand rested on my hip, and I could faintly feel his warm breath behind me on my ear.
He growled a “good morning, you vixen” in my ear as he pressed his hardness into my cheek further. I smiled sleepily and rolled over to him.
Last night was still a blur, colored in rum and coke, but the soreness of my pussy reminded me we had been together.
He was, without a doubt, the largest dick I’d probably ever see. Not that I’d seen a lot (only his and 2 others), but I couldn’t even wrap my hand around it when he was hard. Some men are show-ers, and some men are grow-ers. He was both.
As I tried to roll over to face him behind me, he grabbed my left hip and held me firmly, showing me it would be his decision when I’d get to feel his cock against my front. He let me move slowly onto my back, teasing me with a glint in his eye of what’s to come, and trailed a finger down from my earlobe to my bellybutton, across a breast but barely avoiding the nipple. I felt myself get wet with anticipation. He adjusted himself to climb on top of me. We were both still naked from last night (hours ago, more like), and I was already hungry for him to lick my 36G breasts and rub his cock’s head against my clit.
He was 17 years older than me (22f) but the hottest guy I’d seen in a while. He was on the shorter side, about my height at 5’6”, and buff.as.hell. The age difference was hot, and the combo of everything about him, and him calling me “vixen” made me putty in his hands. And god, that cock…
On top of me, he positioned himself so that his dick was just out of my reach. He leaned over to kiss me, making sure that I was wanting him. I wrapped my legs around his and pulled his butt closer to me with my legs, so that his head was just touching my wet opening.
He smiled knowingly, and kissed me, like he always did— deep and intense, slow and hard, and gently relented against my legs. His head found my wetness, and he circled his butt in the air to ease his thick dick into me. My lips broke our kiss as he entered me, and I gasped and exhaled with every inch he pressed into me.
The beginning was always slow, but it always ended hot, fast, and sweaty. As he corkscrewed himself into me, my hands found their way to his biceps and I held on for dear life. Like I said, this guy was buff. His arms were huge; he had himself propped up on both his forearms, with his right hand brushing the hair out of my face and then stroking my cheek.
The way he felt inside me was incredible; when he was in me, I felt “complete”. It felt like every last bit of my pussy was filled by his cock, and I never would feel that whole again.
His lips brushed my forehead, the tip of my nose, and trailed down my neck and chest to my breasts. He pushed himself up to cup my right breast, teasing my nipple with his thumb. Grabbing that breast, he brought his mouth down to suck and tease, nibbling expertly. This man knew how to fuck.
He started thrusting faster and deeper, but sensing me being close to finishing, he decided we weren’t close to being done yet. Before I could come, he flipped me over into doggy. He paused just long enough for me to miss his dick, then lined his head up at my wet opening. His head barely slid in and he paused…again, he knew I wanted him, and wanted me to want him. I thrust myself back into him so that he’d fuck me. Slowly, he worked back up to pounding me.
Then he did something I’d never had done to me before. He grabbed some of my hair at the back of my head and twisted it down, so that my head would thrust back towards him. He locked eyes with me as he thrusted away, slowing down for a minute to kiss me on the cheek and then lips. He all but stopped pumping himself into me, edging me yet again, and broke the kiss with a mischievous smile. He let go of my hair as he started fucking me again to hold both my hips as he got close himself. He moaned so guttural, a growl. I couldn’t help but follow suit and cry out louder with pleasure. Long, loud cries and sighs of ecstasy were escaping my lips.
As I was about to come, he leaned forward so his chest was against my back, grabbed me by one shoulder so that I was really close to him, and he bit my left shoulder. I still don’t know how he managed it, but the pain of that bite mixed with the absolute pleasure of his cock filling my pussy sent me over the edge. I came, hard; my tight pussy pulsed around him rhythmically. He, then, moaned loudly as his cum shot deep into me, deeper than anyone ever before or after. He didn’t pull out until he was well spent, and we both were panting. I fell into my tummy, him still on and in me, while we caught out breath.
As we came down from our highs, we started giggling, and he kissed the red bite marks on my shoulder.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yek66o/morning_wood_fm
So hot!