The world in your mind spins. Your seeing colours anew. Red is red, but not red. It is blood. Blue is blue but you see infinity into it’s depths. Colour’s didn’t matter any longer. You were inside. Riding the wave, feeling every vein and bump along the lenght, it’s deep rooted fruit full, only stopped from emptying by force of will alone. The breaking point.
You know it must end soon, you feel the head expanding you, you bear down hard, trying to control yourself. You don’t want to cum yet. It feels so good. You maintain your control for now. And than he pulls out. Taps you on the right hip, indicating it’s time to flip over.
You assume the position, head down ass up, like a good girl. You spread and sink down to except your pleasure.
Your clit is being rubbed on by your pleasure, your grool coating everything. Just from changing positions you’ve made two wet spots on the sheets. Dirty. Dirty.
Your clit is still being rubbed when you feel a hand slide down your ass crack. Soft well rubbed thumb first crosses down between your checks. Its glide path over your grool soaked asshole was like a tease.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/l2yhtr/the_room_m_f
Just stunning ❤️