Fucking my sweet artist friend super rough [Part 2] [MF]

This is more part 3 because I’ve written about this dude a few times. The first time he fucked me he painted my body as foreplay, and then we continued to have a thing for a while after.

God, he was so good in bed.

So one night this hero literally goes down on me for thirty fucking minutes and then sweetly fucks me on his living room floor. As we’re lying there naked, I finally tell him I don’t usually have sex like this. He asks me what I mean and I disclose some of my usual… um… habits.

*I like being super degraded in bed. Sweet sex is not usually my thing.*

He is pretty intrigued and has a lot of questions. We talk for a bit and then he suggests we try it sometime…

So, a few days pass and we’re hanging out again. When we start making out he asks me how this usually goes. I just tell him I like being out of control and that he’s allowed to use my body any way he wants. He is really into this.

He pins me to the couch and starts making out with me a little more aggressively.

“What else do you like?” He asks.

I tell him I like being called names. I like getting my hair pulled. I like sucking dick.

He tells me to get on my knees then. I happily oblige and quickly move to pull his pants down. The moment he’s in my mouth, I move his hand to the back of my head. He pushes me down so that he slides all the way down my throat. I choke a little and he tells me to take it like a little slut.

*I mentioned this on my other thread, but we only spoke Spanish to each other which kind of adds to the magic here. I highly recommend dirty talking in Spanish.*

He full-on fucks my mouth, going very deep and very hard. He has a very large dick so this is difficult, but I’m also kind of relishing the pain. He asks me if he can come in my mouth and I stop sucking for a moment to tell him he can come wherever he wants. This really sends him off and he immediately pulls out, pulls down my shirt, and comes on my chest.

Afterward we’re both kind of laughing about it. He asks if I liked it and I tell him I fucking loved it and that I’d be down for more.

As he has told me many, many times, this dude loves my body. He obsessed about painting me for years before it finally happened.

He says he really likes the thought of using it how he wants. This really turns me on and I tell him I really want him to fuck me. He asks what I’m willing to do for it. I offer to crawl to his bedroom and he says that would be a start.

*Damn, the student became the master really quickly*.

So yes, I get on my knees and crawl to his room with him following behind me. He tells me to stand up and he undresses me slowly, running his hands over every inch of me as he does it. He pushes me back and just stares at me for a moment. He asks if he can really do whatever he wants, and I just smile and nod my head.

Turns out, what he wants is to rub his dick literally all over me. He starts at my face and then works his way down, grabbing my breasts and flicking my nipple when he gets to my chest. I really want him to fuck me at this point, but I’m afraid to say so because I’m also having a lot of fun…

He very shyly asks if he can spank me, and I explain that being spanked is literally one of my favorite things in bed. He moves quickly then, bending me over his lap and tells me I’ve been bad. Then he tells me he wants me to get wet as he spanks me and I say I already am. He puts a finger inside of me which makes me whimper and he starts commenting about how tight and wet I am.

*I sincerely don’t mean to fetishize here, but hearing this all in Spanish is so hot. Then language is perfect for this.*

I can feel how hard he his and tell him I want him to use me so badly.

He spanks me super hard. I usually prefer to work up to harder hits like that, but I’m so turned on I don’t even care. I ask him for more so he keeps going until my ass is raw.

He pulls my hair and whispers in my ear, “You have no idea how hard I’m about to fuck you.” He puts a finger back inside me and says I’m so tight he’s going to make it hurt.

It does hurt. He bends me over the bed and slams into me so hard I have to bite the pillow to keep from screaming, especially considering I am still very sore from the spanking. Pleasure is definitely outweighing the pain though. He asks how I like it and I tell him it hurts but I want it so bad, so he goes harder. He tells me to talk dirty… so I do.

I tell him his dick is the best thing I’ve ever felt. I tell him I want his cum all over my body. I tell him I want him to abuse me however he likes and use me to feel good. I tell him I never want to hear dirty talk in English ever again.

Finally, I ask him if I’m allowed to come and he flips out. “That’s the hottest question I’ve ever gotten,” he tells me. I ask him again if I’m allowed to come and beg him this time. He spanks me one more time, but says yes.

I come pretty quickly after that. I’m very good at following orders.

He pulls out of me, pulls me on my knees, and comes on my face. I smile because I like it so much, and he tells me it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

We cuddle after in his bed and he tells me he’s a little blown away and asks, “Has anyone ever told you how great you are in bed?”

Yes.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rejgud/fucking_my_sweet_artist_friend_super_rough_part_2