I am acutely aware of your cock stiff and warm pressed against me from behind while you woo me with your mouth and fingers. You inhale deeply at the nape of my neck and exhale a sigh that almost sounds like a long, purring “fuuuck…” but I can’t be sure because you’re moving away to aim your cock between my thighs. Now all I can feel of your body is the head of your cock poised at the entrance to my cunt. Face down in the bed and knees spread wide, I feel so exposed to you and the vulnerability rushes over me like a high. All I can do is lay there in wait for your next move… my cheeks growing hot with the agony of anticipation, fingernails dug into the sheets.
The agony intensifies as you begin to nudge against my cunt with shallow, swirling thrusts that stimulate every nerve into attention. I know this move… you can be cruel, but even in the meanest of moods you wouldn’t take my ass totally dry. As if my body knows this is it’s only chance to soften the impending brutality, my pussy gushes for you, slickening the head of your cock with it’s juices. It’s utter torture being teased like this. An anxious desire to feel you inside of me is consuming me piece by piece. I know all I would have to do is buck back and you would slip in to fill the void where your cock belongs… but I remember that I am your toy, so instead I coyly plead “Please… will you fuck my cunt first?” peering back presuming a playful smile will win you over.
You lean in slightly deeper and pause, giving me a quick moment of hope before replying “No” as you slide your cock up and plummet deep into my ass in one long, excruciating thrust. It’s been too long since my body has been subjected to this and white hot fits of pain stretch from my ass into every crevice of my writhing body. How could I have begged for this moments ago? Did it always hurt like this? I try to swallow the scream, to form worlds like please, fuck, or stop but there is too much chaos in the pain and my words spill out in pitiful whimpers.
“Shh, sweetie” I hear your disembodied voice comforting from somewhere outside the pain. “This is what you asked for. You know your words.” The tone in your voice is one that reminds me to be brave… if you were worried I couldn’t take it you would ask me what my words were, expect me to repeat them back. You know me so well that way. I can take it and more to the point I fucking need it. I take a deep breath, your cock still stretching my hole open, and melt into the hurt, telling you with my body that I’m ready. “Good girl.”
The next thrust comes down violently, followed quickly by four more of the same, each ripping my insides open. But with the next thrust the hurt begins to dull and the pleasure is taking shape. The physical pleasure, but more importantly the pleasure of my most depraved parts being used by you. My quick shrieks mold into encouraging moans in sync with the sound of your hips slamming against my little ass. Your hands press down firmly into my hips, as if to keep me from squirming away, but I am beyond trying to flee. I plant my hands into the mattress and push back to absorb every thrust. “Play with that needy little clit, but don’t cum without permission.” I manage to register your words from within the hurricane of pain and ecstasy and comply for the moment, but I can feel my orgasm mounting quickly at the touch of it.
I manage three more thrusts before I beg “Please may I cum?!”
“No.” So I slow my fingers down against my clit, but your denial spurs my arousal further. I worry I can’t fight it any longer. Your cock in my ass hits a place of pleasure that removes me from any authority, yours or my own. The desperation must drip from my next plea “Oh god, please let me cum!”
“Cum for me now.” The magic words, and I feel my muscles spasm around your cock, milking you hard with each thrust, as every sensation melts into bliss.
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