We hadn’t seen each other for a few months. We’d been in this weird off and on thing, I guess we still are. You said your door would be open, so I let myself in and followed the sound of running water to the kitchen to find you washing dishes. You weren’t off duty yet, so you were still in uniform, which made it hard to contain myself. You knew I enjoyed that. We hadn’t even hardly talked the past few months, but you leaned over and kissed me like we hadn’t missed a beat. We talked about work while you cleaned and how you were fairing on your upcoming promotion. Then your phone rang and you had to go to some meeting for the end of the day. Leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I still can’t pinpoint why I continue to come back. You’re selfish and have a temper that could rival my abusive ex. Though you never put your hands on me. You often would treat me like I was some prize you had won. I can’t say I enjoyed that. But you would also treat me like some precious doll. When it was just you and me, I was everything. I keep you at arms length because that scares me. But the sex. Without a doubt I always felt the most alive with you, when you’re inside me I feel like I am exactly where I should be. Sex is a fog that is hard for me to look past.
You return, grumbling about work as you’re pulling your uniform off. You get changed into some regular clothes and ask me where I want to go for dinner, but I’d asked you first when I had gotten there. You gave a small laugh and sat with me on the bed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I leaned into you. How I had missed your presence. You turned my face up and kissed me. I mean, really kissed me. Dinner was going to have to wait.
I’m not sure if you can just get it up that fast or if you just have a semi going whenever we’re near each other. Either way I don’t care. You don’t waste time with pleasantries and stand back up to unbutton your jeans. I love the button fly. I don’t hesitate to start stroking you and you lean your head back and moan. You tell me how much you missed your little girl and I lean down enough to lick the pre cum off the head of your dick. You shudder and reach for my belt,I knock your hand away and do it for you. You’ve always loved to watch me undress. When I didn’t pull my jeans down you stood me up and turned me around. I knew what I was in for when you only pulled my jeans down past my ass so I bent over for you. There hadn’t been anything in my ass since longer than our last encounter, since we’d been seriously dating a year prior. I have no doubt that you knew that. In your usual fashion, you didn’t work up to it, you just pushed the head inside me and started with a few easy thrusts. I thought about how this wasn’t as bad as the first time, but then you pushed deeper and I could feel myself tearing open. You’d never gotten all of it in before. I did my best not to cry out by burying my face in the bedspread, but you wanted to hear me. You wrapped your fingers around my throat and lifted my head up as you started to thrust all of your length into me. The sound I made when your balls hit my soaked pussy was somewhere between a moan and a scream. When we’d met two years ago I was certain I’d never want to do this, but here I was rocking back onto your dick to keep all of you inside me.
“Your ass is so tight, baby.
The combination of you whispering in my ear with the entirety of your cock buried in my ass and your hand closing on my throat pushed me past the point of even being aware of what we were doing. You fucked me so hard I bled, a lot. Near the end I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, I told you to stop. I didn’t use the safe word. Your pace quickened and each time you made contact it was harder than the last. You pushed my face into the bed, but kept a fistful of hair so you could be sure I wouldn’t turn away and you could see my face. I came so hard my knees buckled under me, but my stomach didn’t even hit the mattress before you scooped my hips up with both hands so you could finish. You groaned a low ‘fuck’ and I knew what came next, you. I expected you to meet me halfway so I could swallow your load, but you filled my ass with it. You pushed my shirt up so you could leave a trail of kisses down my back while you slowly worked your cock out of my ass. I don’t think you know how much I could appreciate a slow exit. You gave my butt a little slap as you walked off to the bathroom, leaving me with my jeans halfway to my knees laid over your bed.
This is why I always come back.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/75x4zg/i_havent_seen_lewis_in_months_mfanal
Excellent
Reminds me of an ex. We both got off on making it hurt a little bit. I still remember the sound of her whimpering.