“Allow me to take a moment and dispel you of any misunderstandings. I adore the woman you are, your beauty, and your mind are unique and special. You deserve the freedom I bring.” He paused briefly, and looked deeply into her eyes, as he spoke her lips softened, as her upper teeth dragged slowly across her lower lip. He continued, more intrigued and now completely sure. “That is what this is about, this is raw lust. This is a primal, carnal passion. We will free your body tonight, your mind will soon follow.” She believed him, she wanted him, and for the first time, she knew he wanted her too. For the first time, she knew exactly how rich and deep his passions go.
He stepped closer, the distance between them subtracted to nothing, She could smell him, and he smelled really fucking good she thought, Undertones of cedar pine and gin. His broad shoulders and piecing blue eyes contrasted between the dim light. He is towering, he is strong, and he is extremely arousing. She whispered in a barely audible voice, “then show me?”
He smiled, as the thought grabbed him and propelled him forward, I will do exactly that little one, I will show you. Moving his hands with speed and grace, He removed her dress, exposing her bare body, she didn’t even break eye contact. She knew and was ready. He was impressed, she’s beautiful. Her body shown as pale in the light, her nipples hard and pink.. He moved his hands along her waist, extending his reach to grab her ass with both hands, he kissed her deeply. Soft at first, building in intensity, they shared this kiss, both increasing and decreasing in rhythm to their heartbeats. Little lip bites between them, and soft tongues moving back and forward. She barely noticed, but his hands had moved further down to the top of her thigh. To him her ass was supple, not too firm, but giving him easy enough navigation. He pulled up, in one motion Swooping her off her feet, leaving her to straddle him. As he moved her closer to the bed.
He is strong she thought, and cupped his face in her hands. My god I want him, she thought! I want every bit of him inside me. Her pussy felt swollen, and dripping wet, Twitching and wiggling in anticipation.. She could feel little cold wet spots dripping from her ass. She didn’t care, her pussy and him were the center of attention for her now. She wanted to feel him push forward inside of her. She almost couldn’t take it.
He had other idea’s
She seemed feather light pressed up against him, She held to him tightly, his arousal, the throbbing nature of him pulsed forward. After laying her on the bed, he stood straight up standing at her feet. As he began to remove his shirt and trousers, he told her what to do. “Play with yourself.” he said demandingly, “show me how you pleasure yourself. I want to see the pleasure on your face and hear the moans as you edge.”
She did just as she was told, eagerly rubbing her clit, and rhythmically pushing her two fingers inside her throbbing and ever so eager pussy. She imagined him, all of him. She wanted it all inside of her. Yet there was another desire, something he hadn’t ever felt or needed. She WANTED to bite him. She wanted to run her nails across his skin, she wanted him to be all hers. The thoughts of him what he would do with her, and what she wanted to do to him. Made it impossible not to cum, and yet she resisted.
He positioned himself between her legs, his hard cock dripping with precum made real, and more beautiful to her. He began to lick and suck on her nipples, moving his tongue up and down from the base of her ribs, up through the top of her nipple. Sucking and pushing her nipple between his tongue and teeth, never biting just suggesting, always teasing in suggestion. Her climax was inevitable as she continued to rub and penetrate her pussy and with her fingers. This is torture she thought, and lovely sort of torcher The rough and delicate balance between them. Their desire, matched only by his control. All moving design-less as beautiful chaos does. As lust gives way to passion, and the animal takes over, the only way was through and with the other.
He stopped, and had risen to her eye level, he smiled a devils kind of smile, as he said sweetly. “I believe you are exceptional, in fact I know it. You smell like peaches and you taste like strawberries, I am going to taste more. You may cum now, because I want to taste it, before I fuck you.” Punctuating his words with action his hand caressed down the side of her body, stopping at her hips. Positioning himself lower, as he softly kissed and licked her flesh. To her the anticipation was unbridled, she wanted to cum before, now she fucking needed it now.
“Maybe I will give you what you want, but you will earn it.” She said ever more seductively, allowing permission for a sheepish smile to deliver her true desire to give him exactly what he asked for.
He began to lick her clit and with ease sliding his fingers into her. Moving his tongue from the top of her hole to the top of her clit. Feeling the clit hood with the tip of his tongue and gently pressing with the width of it back towards her opening. Sucking gently to bring her little button to absolute pleasurable attention. Like he kissed her before, he is kissing her now. She felt every movement and anticipated its next shift.
She tastes like strawberries everywhere, he enjoyed her. All of her, her taste and smell especially. Her pussy clinched and spasmed around his fingers, and that in turn made his dick throb harder. Thinking about fucking her made him crazy, he wanted her in the best ways, he wanted to tear her apart her in the worst ways. He stayed focused, he wanted something else from her first. He wanted her cum, and she will give him that, first.
And she did, with each lick of his tongue and movement of his fingers insider her. With his soft lifts crowning her pussy with a slight but firm sucking pull. She finally understood why they called it, “being eaten out”. She wanted to be eaten, nothing had ever felt like this before. Her entire body was in rhythm with his movements, she felt as if she was being consumed, and she wanted to be, by god she felt the pulsing of her pussy, the growing and steady building of pressure throughout her entire body dancing her towards climax. She released, a powerful and sweet release, she felt powerful, she felt helpless she felt amazing and exhilaration flowed through her. Her moans and words flowed uncontrollably. Her legs once bent at the knees towards the ceiling, now straight out and tense, toes pointed towards the walls and just as tense. She felt the rush of fluid from her, she felt him lick and suck as the orgasms built and collapsed and built again. Three times, a fourth, it all felt the same as one powerful moment. She earned this, she deserved this, they both knew it.
He was so pleased with her, he could see that she was alive and fully her own. Awakened she is, her femininity on display, goddess like on display for just him. She had tasted freedom, but she hadn’t mastered it yet. So he brought her down slowly. He decreased the tempo and flow of his mouth and fingers, allowing for the last climax to crescendo longer. As he rose to meet her eyes, he smiled. She giggled a little bit, “did you get everything you wanted?” She asked, he shook his head, reached his hand behind behind her neck, pulled her close to kiss him. She could taste her pussy on him, and she liked it. Steady in the kiss, and warm in the heat of one another, he pressed his dick forward. She moaned, as she broke the kiss. His throbbing and pulsing dick entering her slowly, moving in and out and back in again. Little by little, in each repetition she could feel more of him. Until she could feel all of him inside of her. He growled slightly into a moaned of pleasure, She could see the pleasure of her in his eyes, and another orgasm greeting her again.
They moved together, feeling his dick moving back and forth inside of her, Her hips moving to match his thrusts. The sex was mind-blowing, they took every opportunity to lick, kiss suck and bite each other. She wanted more. She wanted to taste him, to eat him as he did her, she wasn’t going to ask, she was going to take him. She shifted her hips down rose her body up, and bit his chest hard. He growled in absolute pleasure, she felt his cock throb and pulse inside of her. He liked it more than she did. That thought made her smile, a devilish kind of grin.
She was free to do with him all she desired. She spin from underneath him, she moved to straddle him. He relented, she moved quickly and gracefully towards his dick. Before she began to take, she looked up. Her gold hazel eyes, matching in intensity to his blue ones. Lust and passion filled them both. “You will not cum in my mouth. that can will happen later, I will taste you. I want to taste our lust, your passion, and I want your cock in my mouth.”
Her passion, set her free. She understood, she was a perfect partner, and as she took him into her mouth. He knew how fucking special she is.
She waisted no time, and moved her mouth and tongue over the head of his dick. Putting the most pressure on the soft skin under his head, she messaged, kissed and sucked, back and forth. He was in ecstasy, made deeper still, as she would tease him with her teeth. The exhilaration was epithelial, his pre-cum delicious and ever more plentiful. His moans and soft growls were becoming more intense, his hands finding her and loosing her all at once, over and over again. He was hers now, and she knew it. She also knew, and particularly enjoyed knowing. He is going to cum and she wanted it.
She wanted inside of her, she wanted to feel him explode inside of her. Nothing else in the world matter just then. That is how this would end, as he began she would end.
As she stopped, she looked at him. His blue eyes filled with longing and desire. “hmmmm, you are so yummy, and you can cum now.” As she spoke she rose up, her tits looked pale white, and glistened in the moonlight. She positioned herself to straddle his hips. He wanted to be inside of her, needed to be. Nothing in the world mattered. Pressing her pussy down onto him, swallowing his cock into her. His dick twitch and pulsed inside her. They both knew it wouldn’t be long now, she began to slowly move up and down, leaned over kissing and biting him, his movements in rhythm with hers.
She is a woman set free, her beauty more radiant, her curly blond hair draping both their faces. Her muscles tensing, flexing, relaxing, her moans and yes growls now are in rhythm with his. Looking him in the eyes, she told him to cum. “Cum in me” she demanded, “make me yours, I want you to cum, cum for me, CUM in me!”
He did, with a guttural growl punctuated with a firm kiss he exploded in her. In that exact moment she came too. In synchronicity in and through each other, there very being exploded, fused together, and settled back in blissful harmony. They rocked back in forth, joyfully giggling. Not saying a word, they had both been freed in each other, they both saw god together, in each other.
As they both drifted off to sleep, he was still inside of her. They shared a simple thought. We’ve got to do this again. :)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ofrohs/fuck_freedoma_story_of_lust_passion_and_devine_sex
God dammit.