Just a quick update on what Sam and I have been up to this past week! :)
We met up Thursday night – that is, Sam picked me up at my place, and we damn near fucked in his car in his apartment parking lot after he ate me out in the back seat, dress rucked up to my stomach and my office heels grinding into the fogged up window glass. Sam then had me suck his cock for a few minutes, just sloppy, enthusiastic sucks around his cockhead and balls, before pushing me away, zipping himself back into his jeans with some difficulty, and telling me to follow him.
One of his neighbors gave me a dirty look as we caught her exiting her apartment, grocery tote bag in hand. I blushed as I imagined her realizing that not only did I look well-fucked, I was about to be even more so by the much older, obviously aroused man beside me. Then a second later we were inside Sam’s quiet apartment, kissing deeply against the front door, stumbling into his warm bedroom.
Once inside, Sam dragged out the door mirror again, propped it up at the end of the bed, and took me doggystyle immediately. I sobbed with relief as he lifted my dress up, eased aside my soaked panties, and slid his dick in nice and easy, pumping in and out and sighing about how sweet my pussy felt after a long day. It was too rough and filthy and fucking nasty, and I bucked like a wild animal for more as I watched our reflections: Sam taking his fill, hands splayed over the mounds of my ass for a better view and deeper access as he sank in again and again, panting quietly. It felt incredibly primal, depraved, and right: the sight of Sam’s weathered arms and thighs pinning me to the mattress as I tried to escape before giving up and scrubbing my clit with two fingers, clenching around the cock that tagged my G spot roughly on every other stroke. Even better was the dirty talk pouring out of Sam’s mouth:
“I want to fuck you every day for the rest of your life. you clearly need it.”
“God, you take it so well. Love the way your pussy spreads around my cock. Fuck. Take it.”
“Gonna mess you up inside. You want that?”
I nodded frantically as I worked back onto his dick, letting Sam fuck the orgasm out of me at an unhurried pace. But before I could come, he abruptly pulled out and started finger fucking me.
“No,” I whined, “what happened to your cock?”
“Greedy,” Sam chuckled, then hooked his fingers and tugged. I gasped as he stretched the muscles just right, feeling the unmistakable feeling of being FUCKED, full, penetrated, even though he was only three fingers deep inside me.
“I can feel how tight your pussy is around me right now,” Sam said conversationally. “An orgasm will loosen you right up. Which is why I’m not going to give you one yet. My nice, tight, hot cocksleeve.”
I whimpered.
Sam flipped me into my back and pushed my knees up to my chest, pressing the tip of his flushed dick to my clit, then bobbing down to rest just barely outside my dripping slit. This was simple, unadulterated fucking: no fancy machines, no restraints, just the oldest form of submission.
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“I’m only going to cum in you when you’re looking me in the eyes. So you know I’m the one breeding you,” he said.
“Just you, daddy,” I promised.
“Wrap your legs around me,” Sam commanded. “Be a good girl.”
I did. With my legs twined around his waist and my arms thrown around his neck, Sam began to rock into me over and over, patiently working his cock deeper as his balls plugged me up from the outside each time he slid back home. I could feel his cock twitching and dripping precum inside me. Because I knew he liked it, I began rhythmically tightening up inside, and was rewarded with vicious snaps of his hips that lit up my G spot and made me shamelessly even more wet. It was thrilling to feel his body thudding into my mine, bouncing in time with his deep thrusts as they wore away the boneless satisfaction of my last orgasm and stirred up a new pleasure in my spine: sharper, more painful, and much deeper in the core if my spine.
“Don’t come in me,” I begged. “Oh, fuck that feels good. Don’t come in me, it feels too good, you’ll get me pregnant.”
“That’s the idea,” Sam said, and moaned as he began to spurt in hot streaks against my cervix, making my pussy silky and warm as he pumped in once, twice, three times more before shoving in to the hilt and pulsing through a powerful orgasm, creaming my pussy as I fluttered weakly around his cock.
“Oh no, oh please no,” I said over and over, and felt a thrill as it just made Sam stay in me longer, hold me down harder, make me stare into his eyes, keep me stretched open and milking him as he forced my hips up to receive more and more of his hot semen, his dick kicking and throbbing inside me.
Afterwards I lay fucked out but still aroused in the bed, staring at the ceiling. I felt womanly, submissive, well used, and proud that I’d serviced Sam, given him what he needed.
“Nothing like young pussy,” Sam said, grinning as he slid out of me. He then curled and pumped two fingers inside me until I started clawing the mattress. “And yours has got to be the sweetest.” His other hand came up to twist my hair in a tight fist, jerking my head back roughly until I felt my walls grip his fingers a split second before my orgasm unfurled from the inside out and I came screaming into Sam’s smiling, stubbled mouth. My body arched off the bed as I melted from the intense pleasure radiating in shivery-good waves from deep inside me. A blush spread over my face at Sam’s derogatory words, but I also liked it. I LIKED being his young, sweet cocksleeve. I LIKED being his breeder of choice. I LIKED that his neighbors gave me dirty looks, because it meant that they knew Sam was giving me the dicking down of my life on the regular, and what they were missing out on.
What are you going to do with your arranged marriage, now that you and Sam are intimate?
Holy shit /u/tippr $10 USD
This is so good!
Thank you so much for sharing.
I know you’ve said you are leery of posting any pictures of yourself, but I would love to see a pic of Sam’s cum dripping out of your well-fucked and bred pussy.
Good girl
Your writing is compelling and addictive. Sam is a deeply fortunate man.