You can feel my heart beating rhythmically through your cheek as it rests on my chest. You can feel my arm wrapped around you, my fingers lightly caressing your shoulder. My touch sends a tingle down your arm. The movie on the bedroom television is a discussing the 50 shades of grey books, and outlining how they are a mockery of the BDSM culture and generally terribly written. A women, a proprietor of some sex shop by the look of it, is describing the six hundred-odd percent increase in sales that followed the release of the trilogy. She describes an anecdote where an eighty year-old woman came in and purchased her first vibrator.
“That’s both amazing and revolting at the same time” I exclaim.
“I think it’s sort of sweet” you argue, “that little old lady is finally able to ignore the stigma and take her pleasure into her own hands in a new and exciting way.”
“Don’t get me wrong,” I start, “I think it’s wonderful that she was influenced to seek out her own happiness, but the idea of an eighty year-old masturbating isn’t what I would consider arousing.”
The women is now talking about how the books have encouraged individuals and couples to begin exploring previously taboo kinks. She rattles off some of them like a grandmother would list ingredients to her famous cookies, “…bondage, and impact play have all seen an explosion in interest.”
“I know someone who likes impact play,” I tease, giving your shoulder a tap with my fingers.
“You know it,” you say with a smile, and you roll over on your side, facing away from me. I pause to admire your bare ass before nesting in behind you. We’re both completely naked, not a new experience by any means, but slightly out of the ordinary considering it was only eight o’clock on a quiet Friday night. I rest my hand on your hip and, leaning in to nuzzle your neck, I lightly slap your soft flesh.
“You like it when I slap your thigh as well as your ass?” I whisper in your ear.
“Mmmmm, I do” you reply.
With my lips, I begin to gently kiss your neck as I continue giving your hip, thigh, and ass the occasional slap. My lips glide across your neck and you lean into me, your lips open but your gasp is barely audible. I run the tip of my tongue up your neck, and suck your earlobe into my mouth as my hand comes down a little harder. You can feel the blood rushing to the surface of your skin with my latest contact and you bite down slightly on your lower lip as you smile. My breath tickles your ear and my mouth makes love to your ear. My tongue swirling around the tender flesh as my lips hold it tight. You moan and roll over onto your back causing my hand to strike the top of your thigh instead of its intended target. A small grunt sounds in your throat at the unexpected contact. I rub the affected area with the palm of my hand, allowing my fingers to tease at the tuft of hair about your cleft. At my touch, you part your legs inviting my touch, but I don’t follow your lead. Instead, I continue my licking and sucking of your ear while creeping my slaps further inside your thigh. You turn your head to the side, causing my mouth to detach from your ear, and I relocate to your lips. I cease the slapping as we embrace, our eyes closed, and we lose ourselves in each other. You raise a hand and hold the back of my head as our tongues intertwine. My hand drifts lazily across your thigh, coming to rest on you mons, eliciting an intake of breath. I take your lower lip between my teeth as I run two fingers up your already-slick outer lips. Raising my fingers a few inches off your sex, I bring them down with a light tap. I release your lip and slap your lips again, a little harder this time, before taking your lobe into my mouth once more.
I tease you with my hand, sometimes raising my hand and hesitating for a second before gently lower it and giving your clit a swirl. Other times delivering a stinging slap to the same sensitive tissue. The randomness of my actions causes you to tense up each time my hand disappears from your crotch. Each slap causing a gasp or moan, and each rub a sigh of pleasure and relief. On one particular massage, I allow my fingers to run down your length, and I smile as I feel how wet you’ve become. My cock is now fully engorged, and you can feel it pressing into your side as I lay close to you. With your free hand, you reach out and wrap your fingers around my shaft before giving sliding down my foreskin. Though your arm blocks my view, I can tell from the cooling sensation on my exposed head that I too am exuding a fair amount of pre-cum. I move my hand from your pussy and, gripping your hips, I pull you over on top of me. As you straddle me, I spread my legs slightly apart, and my cock springs free striking you ass. You rock your hips, moving the head of my cock along you slick lips, and I can feel them part to welcome my erection. With an impatient upward thrust, I pierce your velvety veil and groan as I slide inside you.
Your breasts hang inches in front of my mouth, and I take the opportunity to take one into my mouth. Mirroring movements from earlier, I clamp my lips around your areola and flick your nipple with my tongue as I suck it further into my mouth. Simultaneously, I pump in and out of your warm pussy, gripping your hips with both hands and forcing you down upon me. I release with my right hand and bring it crashing down on your raised ass. The impact makes you jump, but I push you back down with my other hand still firmly holding your hip. Another strike accelerates your already-building orgasm, and you take control of the downward pressure, rocking your hips and driving my cock deeper inside you. I time my blows to correspond to your breathing, striking with each exhale, forcing the breath from your lungs. With your hips pumping on their own accord, I release your hip and entwine my fingers in your hair. Unlatching from your nipple, I pull your head down into my chest and I thrust my hips upward, burying my shaft entirely within you.
“Oh god,” you cry, at the sudden feeling of fullness. My head presses against the spongy pressure point deep within your bowels. I withdraw nearly entirely from you before plunging in once more. Over and over I ravage your g-spot with the hard head of my cock. The rhythmic stimulation forces you to the edge and, with one brutal slap, you cascade over the brink.
“Fuck!,” you scream, as you body convulses with the waves of pleasure.
In response, I hold your head against my chest as I rapidly fuck your spasming pussy and rain down blow after blow to your reddening ass. You shake as your senses are overwhelmed and you fight to hold onto this moment. With one particularly vicious strike you cry aloud and I can feel a stream of cum flow down my shaft and over my balls. I raise your head from my chest and press my lips to yours as I continue thrusting. Our breathing is alternating, and it almost seems as though we are breathing for one another.
When you finally begin to relax, I lift you off of me and, carefully positioning you onto your hands and knees, I climb behind you. As I sidle up close to you, I grip your shoulder with my right hand as I align myself at your dripping sex. In one fluid movement, I plunge completely inside you, pulling back on your shoulders to maximize the impact.
“Oh shit,” you moan, dropping your head as I impale you.
Releasing your shoulder, I twist my hand in your hair and jerk your head backward. You hiss as your scalp burns and, gripping my new reins, I press into your backside, thrusting as deep as my length will allow. The waves of pleasure that had ebbed immediately begin building again as my head presses further inside you.
“Spank me,” you cry out, as you feel the impending ripples signaling the arrival of your orgasm.
I lean back, withdrawing partly from you and slam my free hand against your exposed ass. As soon as I make contact, I tighten my grip on your hair and thrust upward. The stinging of your cheek, combined with the internal pressure of my thrusting, causes another explosion inside you. As you cum, you moan a string of unintelligible curses, and push back against my assailing member. Your quivering muscles massage against my erection, and I release a torrent of cum into your convulsing cunt. With renewed strength, I pull back on your hair, forcing your head backward, and pump my twitching cock inside you over and over.
Finally, only after your spasming pussy has milked every drop of cum from my softening member, I grab a towel and hold it under you as I sit back on my knees. You reach back and take hold of the towel as I move back, catching our combination of juices so thoroughly mixed within you. Unable to resist temptation, I swing out and slap your ass one more time before climbing up next to you. You roll over onto your back, still pressing the towel to your dripping pussy, and I wrap my arm around your chest.
I kiss you softly on your still-flushed cheek, before nuzzling my face in your neck once more. Your hair tickles my face as I close my eyes. Our breathing syncs up, our chests rising and falling as one, and in no time we are asleep.
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