My biggest turn on [FM]

I’ve always loved the power of sex even before I realized it. The sexual desperation of men. When I was younger I dated a few virgins, and I found nothing more arousing than their swollen jumping erections begging to be touched, stroked, sucked, slipped inside. I lived for the hungry hooded look in their eyes as things they’d been jacking off to for years came to life in front of them for them to really feel for the first time. How just kissing, dry humping, letting them suck my nipples or touch my pussy made their cocks drip precum. Made them moan so hard their voices broke. I’d have them so close before we even started. Their cocks stretching their pants, aching to be touched, aching to cum, aching to actually breed for the first time. I’d open their pants slowly, and slip them already rock hard and sensitive into my velvet mouth, running my tongue first up the bottom seam to flick it under their heads. I would taste their sweet copious precum and feel them flex on my tongue, hear them panting trying to restrain themselves from cumming from the sensation of a mouth on their cock for the first time – the image of me naked in front of them, pink nipples hanging just below their perspective of my lips wrapped around their desperately erect cocks. They always stopped me after just a few long sensual sucks, fearing they wouldn’t last long enough to fuck me. I loved the power of having them right on the edge, unable to think about anything other than the pleasure radiating through them.

I’d straddle them and tease them against my smooth dripping pussy, hearing their breath hitch before sliding down to let them feel that warmth and tightness on them for the first time – letting them lose themselves in having an ass and breasts to grab as they humped themselves into a frenzy chasing their release. Hearing their panting and broken needy groans. Letting them push me onto my back and getting brush burns on their knees from their fervent thrusting until they couldn’t take it anymore (usually after only a minute or so) and ejaculated hard inside me, releasing jet after jet of warm cum deep into my belly. Spasming, twitching, flinching, feeling the full pleasure of a biological urge they’d never before gotten to fully unleash. I loved forcing them both literally and proverbially to their knees.

As I got older I still love the same thing, in every context. Walking into a business meeting where I’m in charge but also the most attractive or only woman in the room and seeing the men of every age stumbling over what they say to me. Staring a little too long. I know they’re thinking about it. That they’re charmed.

I loved to hook up with vocal boys who let me know how much they needed me, how good I felt. I could make them all cum so fast, so hard. A newlywed now, I suck my husband’s cock every time we fuck until he’s on the edge of orgasm. He pulls me off so he doesn’t cum too early, says I’d better stop if I want him to fuck me before he cums. I give him a wicked grin, let him cool off for just a few seconds before I lick him up and down again, slide him back into my mouth and suck him back to the edge. Again and again until the sinews of his hips flex. Until he squirms and whimpers but still can’t bring himself to truly make me stop – it feels too good, he likes it too much. When I finally release him and lie back, he buries himself in me to the hilt, unmoving as his already overstimulated erection flinches inside me, would be triggered to cum with one thrust in my tight silky pussy. I roll my hips and he groans that desperate broken groan that means I have him. He can’t help himself. He’s lost in me. When he opens his eyes to look at me they’re glassy – drunk from the pleasure he feels. He starts to fuck me, building momentum, taking fistfuls of my ass, sucking my nipples, biting my neck. He chokes out, “You’re too good baby. You have me so sensitive, so close”. The words I know will finish both of us. “I love how hard you are when you’re on the edge baby. You’re going to make me cum”. He lets out an “oh” and lets off the brakes, pounding into me as my pussy tightens around him, sucks him in. He’s so hard I can feel the pulse in his cock. He gives one more deep thrust, and I feel him cumming. The spurts of warmth filling me, the throbbing as he buries his head in my neck and releases. He’s mine.

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