Friday is fucking fun again. (part 1)
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Posted:Jun 11, 2018 3:29 pm
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2018 3:47 pm
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I'm going to tell you what happened to me last Friday night. You're not going to believe me, but it's the truth, so I'm telling it.
He told me to have the sex den ready. I had fresh sheets, clean towels and bottles of water on standby. I waited impatiently for him to arrive. My mind kept wandering to the last time I saw him. How hot and hard he felt in my mouth. His grip when he spread my thighs. The liquid heat of his seed flooding, filling me. I'd shake my head because the memory only made me more wet and ready. Which made it harder to wait! Arrrggh! I fidgeted and paced and cleaned some more. When he finally walked in the door, I nearly squealed in excitement. I was delirious with need by this point.
He stopped to use the bathroom and I scurried into the den. I kneel and put my hands behind my back. I barely get my thighs spread before he comes out and sees me. The pleased smirk that slid across his lips guarantees that I'll be sure to be waiting just like this next time.
He steps in the room, closes the door and slides his shorts down. I lean forward, eager to wrap my lips around him, but I remember my manners at the last moment. I glance up to see if he's ok with me swallowing his cock. His smile reassures me and I suck it in like candy. I close my eyes as I savor the warmth and taste of him. He's just beginning to firm and I shiver in delight. I immediately push my face to the base and suck to the tip as he breathes hard and strokes my hair. Yeah baby, he whispers and I begin sucking and stroking with my mouth. I'm trying to feel which motion, which texture makes him moan. I'm experimenting with the level of suction and completely lost in it when he murmurs Come on baby and his hands touch my arms. I blink, realizing he wants me on the bed. I roll back on my heels, and he reminds me to take this thing off. I grin, remembering how he doesn't want anything between us. Just flesh on flesh, head to toe. I toss my teddy to the side and hurry to get centered on the bed. 4 layers of towels are beneath me, plus a comforter, plus the sheet set and I'm still worried about the bed. He makes me cum so much.
He climbs on to the bed, moving my legs as he gets between them. He reaches for my clit. Softly teasing it, then slowly adding pressure. He licks his fingers to moisten it and I have to chuckle because my own juices are slipping across my lower labia. But that's not enough for my Master. He's a cum junkie, just like me. He intensifies the rubbing and slips across my labia in swift strokes. I twitch and squirm as he drives me up to a quick cum. I spasm and leak as the first bloom of pleasure erupts from my clit. He leans forward and runs the head over my clit, my labia, letting my cum get him slick. Then he's pushing forward, sliding inside me. It's like a custom fit. I'm amazed as I have been from the first time. Almost a month ago. His cock is exquisite. Without even trying he taps the base of my pussy and when he decides to thrust deep, he rams into it. It hurts, but that excites me. The combination of pleasure and pain making my heart trip over itself.
It takes just a few strokes and my clit is tightening again, eager to cum on the man giving me such pleasure. I can feel the thick ridge of his bell stroking across my ripples and ridges. My body is quivering in eager need. I hold on, letting the pleasure build, feeling the cum swelling in my g-spot. I'm waiting for his desire. Our eyes meet and he locks my gaze. Then he thrusts deep and I can't hold back any more. I spread my pussy to let him all the way in and cum, explode, flood cream over him and his nuts. Just soaking the bed and us. His next thrust smacks his balls into me and I clench from the erotic feel. You can rinse and repeat this rapture for the next hour. I said you wouldn't believe me, but you fucking should. Anytime he wants it wetter, he slides back, taking his gorgeous cock out of me (Read that as she's weeping and begging for it back) and then he fingers me again. Usually my clit, but on occasion my g-spot and let me tell you, the man has talented hands. My body thrashes as I struggle to contain so much pleasure. Sometimes I want to scream because it's so intense and I don't know how to handle it. Sometimes I want to cry because it's so luscious and golden and amazing. And sometimes I want to grunt and growl because he pumps me like a beast and I want him to know I love it and I can take it. He is kind enough to take small breaks. Usually we drink water, and wipe off sweat or cover a very large puddle of cum with another towel. But it's not time at all before he's slipping back in. Claiming my pussy for his own personal pleasure. And I am the most grateful cock toy ever. What's crazy? He's not even cum yet. And it's my favorite part
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