So usually my(23F) Fwb(25M)and I would meet up once a month to fuck, he’d text or call me and ask if he could come pick me up or if I was really in the mood then I’d take a Lyft to his place. Oh my gosh… Every single time we fuck, it lasts for at least 2-4 hours, and after the very first time we fucked I told him I wanted him to cum in me so now every time we fuck for hours on end, he’ll repeatedly cum in me until we’re both just out of breath and can’t move anymore. This past month, for whatever reason, we’ve fucked about 4 times already and it’s only been a week since I last had him. It’s really getting to me, I’ve been waiting for my cycle to come and I was just sooo unbelievably horny for 2-3 days straight after we fucked the last time. I literally had to masturbate and cum multiple times every night before going to bed in order to have some type of sexual satisfaction. Mind you, I’ve stopped using my dildo and I only use my vibrating bullet on my clit so that I stay extremely tight while still being able to cum as much as I want. I know I’m rambling… but I’m so horny right now cause of my cycle and I can’t stop thinking about how he tied me up and teased me while completely neglecting himself. He spanked me and would make me count out loud, and if I’ve been a good girl he’d grab me by my neck and demand me to kiss him while my stinging red ass is in the air. He’d then reach behind me and thrust two fingers inside me, slightly stretching me out before making me gush all over his hand. Afterwards he’d suck my cum off his fingers and moan before exclaiming how sweet I was, then would grab both of my ass cheeks and make me sit on his face while eating me out and tongue fucking me.
Author: Pr1nc3ss3812
Me(23F) and Taylor(24M)
I can’t stop thinking about you… How you looked on top of me, how you felt, how you sounded, how you’d slowly thrust into me before softly pulling out, making me whimper and moan beneath you. You’d then thrust yourself back into me just a little harder than before. I couldn’t stop my body from responding to you the way it did. I know my legs had to have been shaking around your hips and my pussy kept tightening around you before softly letting you back in. You made my skin catch fire and all that would leave my lips were whimpers and cries. Some of which got cut off by your mouth, your lips would press against mine and they were so soft and sweet, so urgent yet slow and fluid with mine. It felt like ultimate bliss whenever you’d lean down to kiss me like that, you being so passionate in that way while still fucking me, moaning and grunting, still thrusting to the hilt making me gush on you repeatedly, keeping me in place right where you wanted me with your hand covering my throat. I love it when you choke me, your hand will move to my neck in one swift movement before grasping me, you’ll shift very little of your body weight to my chest, just enough to where there’s pressure and it enhances the effects of you drilling into me. You’ll even grab me tight while you’re inside of me… And you’ll tell me,
“No, look at me.”
My eyes would’ve been rolled back otherwise yet instead I obey you while my insides squeeze around the length of you. I watch you while you fuck me, while your expression changes with every whimper, twitch, and gush that elicits from me. You know I can’t handle hearing your voice while you’re pounding my wet pussy. Every time a sound leaves your lips, regardless of what it was, it instantly makes me wet for you. And there’s not a damn thing I can do about it. I don’t know what it is, or what it could be about you, but I always end up loving every second I can get with you. It’s pleasurably intoxicating.
I still remember how you tied me up and made me beg you to let me cum. At one point I was so lost in the pleasure of you, I was becoming louder and louder as you fucked me. I couldn’t help the urge, the want, to gush all over you as you continued to fuck me. You stopped mid stroke and began pulling out abruptly before saying,
“Mmm… What did I say? I said you have to beg me if you want to cum.”
You immediately thrusted back into me without hesitation, making my pussy clinch around your hard shaft. You deliberately watched me, your face directly above mine, patiently waiting.
“Please let cum… pleeeeeeasee.”
Was all I could say while feeling myself quickly building up an orgasm, almost putting me over the edge.
“Mmmmmmm cum for me Baby, cum all over Daddy’s cock.”
You
You know how they say, “there’s always a first for everything”? Well, it’s true and although I wouldn’t exactly know what “first” this would be called for me, I just know it was… well a first.
Today had been the second time. The very first time was good, it was the icebreaker, so it was supposed to be a little nerve-racking with anxiousness floating in the air around us. Of course, I had to play the part too and just be extremely out-of-the-ordinary shy, hell I was already shy on a day-to-day basis. The first time was me covering my face with my hands while my legs acted as if they didn’t want to open from shear embarrassment. And ’embarrassment’ meaning simply that it had been a while since someone had seen me in all my nakedness, especially someone new. Yet there you were, in desperate wanton heat, your eyes begging me to give myself to you.
You Make My Legs Shake
I love seeing you above me, staring down at me with emotion all over your face. Your lips twitching into a smile at the sight of my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I’m just there, under you, my hands encircling themselves around your forearm, your hips between my thighs as my legs slowly come up around you, loosely straddling you, as I’m shaking and quivering against you. Hearing our wet lovemaking and your low grunts mingle and mix with my moans.
Baby I want to feel you again, again and again, until I’m screaming your name, screaming “please”, “fuck”, “I can’t”… Followed by you slowing your pace, sinking into my pussy at my deepest point before pulling out so sweetly. Just to make me whimper, make me whine, make me gasp, and make me moan “You’re too deep”; sounding as though I’m almost going to cry just from the pleasure you’re giving me alone. As I’m laying here in my bed, tired with my eyelids low, my nipples hard while my breasts are resting against this mattress, and my free hand unknowingly covering my mouth… I’m just trying to contain these explicit images playing out in my mind. You always seem to find a way to linger.
Earlier, you hugged me, and I moaned as my cheek was almost against your neck from you having to bend down to me. My hands went to your back and started rubbing… If only I could’ve been rubbing your bare skin, feeling your warmth in it’s entirety. If only I could’ve moved my hands up and along your neck so I could stare at you before pressing my lips to yours, if only I could’ve felt your chest without our chef coats, against mine. If only I could’ve told you what makes me gravitate towards you, while looking up at you with such admiration and arousal in my clouded eyes… like we both did before…
If only, you could make my legs shake again… at this very moment.
Ginger Green Eyed Chef
I’ve slept with my co-worker/ friend about 4 times now and it just makes me want him even more. He’s so fucking fine and ridiculously tall, my heart almost aches for his touch whenever I see him.
The way he stares at me at times, the way he’ll walk up on me and tower over me, the way he’ll say my name. And this is just at work… But when we’re alone at his place, I just want to jump on him and lock lips until I can’t breathe. He’s so intoxicating but in an amazing way T.T. Just thinking about him makes me extremely over-the-edge horny and sometimes at work when I hear him from afar or we catch a glimpse of each other and lock eyes, I swear my pussy clenches and I gush cum into my underwear literally while I’m working….. It’s insane. I can’t stop thinking about him struggling to fit the tip of his cock inside me, my tight wet pussy straining against him until he pushes his way past my entrance and stretches me open. Almost everytime he enters me in the beginning, I just about cum within seconds and the pleasure afterwards is completely unmatched.
And the fact that last time we had sex, he literally fucked me for 4 hours, and I loved every second of it. … Sigh… Maybe I should stop typing and just masturbate already >~<
I Can’t Stop Thinking About You
It’s getting really hard. Since everything that’s been happening, we haven’t been able to really hang out much… I’m already starting to miss you and what’s even worse is that, we’re not really texting either. So it overall just feels weird yet for some reason I’m having these urges to pounce on you whenever I see you next. To wrap my arms around you for a hug and take all of you in, feeling every muscle, being so close to your neck, resting my head gently on your chest. I want you… all the time. And I try and not think about you, I really do try. And then just like that, you’re back in my head anyway and at night it’s become a real battle to not masturbate to the thought of you, your voice, what you’ve texted me a few days ago. It’s all becoming so much, I physically crave to you inside me. It scares me though, because we’ll talk about some things and then the next day you’re close to me and making me laugh, talking to me slowly through our workouts while we’re both moaning slightly. This feeling of needing to have an orgasm only by you is pure torture and puts my stomach in knots. I wish there was something I could do, and even though you make obvious hints at certain things, you are oblivious overall like you say you are. So, I don’t what it is. Maybe you’re just a bit on edge because of everything going on, maybe you feel something too and feel the need to distance yourself, hence maybe why we haven’t been texting, or you’re just very nonchalant and think nothing of it. I couldn’t imagine the last part, we talk about deep intimate things too much for it to be that.
Mine, In The Dark (Part 2) [OC]
Your hands gripped my wrists as you achingly slowly slid into me for the first time, my pussy lips swollen and tight, glistening with anticipation as your thick head gently pushed into my wetness. Feeling you enter me, feeling you stretch me open against you, making me squirm under your lean body, making me squeeze the length of you as I shudder and gush uncontrollably. Opening my tightly shut eyes to see you above me, to see your vulnerable yet sexually aroused expression as your smell captivated me. Watching you through dim light as your hair fell in a curtain around our close faces, noticing your mouth slightly part before touching mine, bringing me to life. Your lips, soft and plump were dancing with mine soliciting whimpers and lovely little noises from me as you slowly began to move into me. You filled me up completely, burying yourself deep inside my tight pussy making it hard to move from your grasp. You had me right where you wanted and I couldn’t help wanting more of this… more of you. Mesmerized by your delicate kiss, you gently slid out of me until just your tip was resting inside and you towered over me as your lips left mine. Your hair was still down in a cascade of curls while you reached for my thighs, gripping them hard and thrusting back into me. This time slower and rougher. I didn’t know what to do, I wanted to cry, I wanted to whimper, I wanted to scream your name while grasping at your toned biceps with my eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
You laid down then on top of me, your neck directly next to my mouth as mine was to yours. Your scent was so strong, I was craving to taste you, to ravenously sink my teeth into your skin leaving bruises and redness while you fucked me relentlessly into a mess of a puddle. Tightening up around you, I could feel my orgasm inching closer, making my clit throb against your lower abdomen.
You sensed it too and immediately stopped, sitting up. I didn’t know what you were doing until your knees pushed backwards making you lean down between my legs. You knew you were torturing me when all I wanted to do was drench your dick in my thick sweet cum.
Mine, In The Dark [OC]
**Massive curls were spilling out from between my clutched fingers as your lips grazed my shy neck, leaving behind playful bites and butterfly kisses in its wake. The sun was barely coming up, and the weak innocent blue of morning was beginning to peak through thick shades against the window. Your smell, fresh and pungent was lingering, wafting in the air causing a frenzy of things within me. Chills were raising goosebumps all along my body as you lay somewhat lazily on top of me. We caught each other’s gaze in the shadows of that room and I observed as you took a rosy pink nipple of mine into your mouth. Deeply moaning into me as your searing hot tongue flicked my taut bud, I couldn’t help but whimper against you. I felt you squeeze my side just under my breast as your free hand slid down the length of me, your fingers leaving intricate circles on its journey down my hip. Glancing at you through partially closed lids, your chocolate orbs were glaring at me, turning darker by the second with shades of unspoken desire. Your fingers began tracing the obvious lines along my inner thighs until reaching my soft mound. Cupping me roughly, my mouth fell into a perfect ‘O’ as you were massaging me gently, switching from my achingly wet nipple to the other bare one without hesitation. Your eyes never left my face, ogling my every expression, admiring my frame with every shudder and quiver that was executed from your willing touch. You had me completely soaked and craving to feel you inside me already.**
How Do You Do This To Me…?
You did it… again. I thought I had gotten over you… I thought it was just a fling and my body was going crazy just cause… Everything had died down and it felt normal… But now, you did it again and I don’t know how you do it… I can’t believe I’m waking up thinking about you… The fact that I’m gushing into my underwear and playing out sexy scenarios between us in my head makes me feel like there’s something wrong with me… I mean, I don’t know… Is there something wrong with me? You’re always here for me and you always match my rhythm and my mood, and when I catch you matching me it makes me feel something… I smile and blush to myself uncontrollably because of you… I just don’t know how you bring this out of me especially when I thought it had passed and I thought my mind and body were done thinking about you…
Just some thoughts…
I’ve Lowkey been craving dick… Just to get fucked sooooo roughly with a vibrating bullet against my clit until I’m screaming and shaking violently… I just want someone to slowly fuck me roughly, so hard and so wet? I want hickeys on my neck and shoulders, my ass slapped and grabbed hard, my nipples sucked until there’s a wet popping sound before lips to start to kiss mine… Ughhhhhh???