Maybe next time I’ll take what I want. The thought resonating like a prayer bell, causing me to become firm time and time again as it entered the front of my mind. When I woke up this morning I was hard and the sound of your moans where an echo in my memory and what I wanted was your plump pussy and longing for it I became angry.
In the pre dawn gloom to the gym I found myself heading, a prayer at the temple of iron would have do to my body and rampaging testosterone what I longed for from my flesh inside yours. Instead the heat within is stoked rather than quenched and a little phantom of feeling visits the palm of my hand and the firmness returns as the phantom is the heat and the sting from my hand striking your ass. My eyes roll in my head and stumbling and staggering I find an empty stall in the locker room.
My cock is in my hand now and I hasn’t felt this hard before or so it seems anyhow and all I want is to pump my hot load and some how expunge is this overwhelming feeling and yet my hand is stayed and I know it is because what I need is your quim. Your plump and juicy and swollen quim, it’s sweet juices along my shaft and pouring over my balls with your nails in my ass and your nipple in my mouth. I steady my breathing now but it is not so easy and my heart is racing still as I walk from the gym and the weight in my cock feels heavier than anything I lifted that day or before.
A welcome surprise, How is your availability, which sounds preposterous as I sit and read as though the satisfaction of such a satisfying erotic connection could ever be anything but a priority. Two strangers who are not completely so, meeting in an anonymous room. Words of safety spoken and assurance implied our two bodies will become one but first I must satisfy a hunger and towards your swollen lips my tongue traces and I wish my tongue would split in two so hungry I am for both your pussy and your ass. It is in your ass when your keening moan begins and I am not surprised, rather delighted and my fingers are dancing across your clit now and it doesn’t take long before you are bucking against my chin, not for the first time and I know. It is for your pleasure but also for my own and while I’m hard now as I type this I know I’ll be harder yet when we are there and it then, now that I know that I will take what I want.
And while I know what I want there is yet something yet to give and across my lap you now lie and the phantom feeling in my hand is a phantom no longer while steadily a rose glows on your ass as your surrender for just this moment. The privilege from which this surrender is granted sends me soaring and a most sensual feeling threatens to overwhelm my senses and it is THEN that it is THERE and you are on your back now and my arms pin your legs back and your grip on my cock is nearly more than I can bear but not quite yet as we become one, flesh in flesh and our tongues encircled as much as our heaving loins and now for only moment we truly know each other and your moans now with your flooded pussy welcomes my own flood. Pulling you over atop me the warm flood over my balls of our timeless juices stirs me a once more and through the mess of your hair atop my chest I smile a sacred smile.
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