So here’s [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5nc68p/mf_recounting_my_time_with_my_first_master/)
This is the second part of our first day together.
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Have you ever been fucked so good that you feel yourself travel into another dimension? To where you forget your surroundings, the time, date, your name. The sounds, sights, and smells of his apartment disappeared. I was floating in a beautiful, jet-black abyss of raw, primal pleasure. Man and woman, fused into one. He was so deep inside, I forgot that his body was separate from mine. I came over and over and over again, until my heart started to hurt from racing so long.
My moans turned into weird, cavewoman grunts…I didn’t sound cute and flowery anymore. Sweat beads covered my arched back. My wetness slid down my big, brow thighs. Each time he would relentlessly pound into my overwhelmed pussy, I could feel a mist from my wetness splashing up between our meeting bodies. My makeup was smearing all over his couch. I feared what I might look like when he finally let me surface from his brutalizing of my body.
Reality hit when he pulled out of me. I let out an unexpectedly loud groan of disappointment. I remained in the same position that he originally put me in, lost in a daze…