Saturday, June 11, 2016

Until we can imagine no more

You think you are totally in control



But it’s not my finger – it’s a pocket vibrator and now with a flick turn it on inside you. My tongue on your clit, my hands sliding along your skin and an inch of humming pleasure in your ass and you have to pull your head from my cock and bury your face in my inner thigh to stifle the scream. You start pushing your pussy deeper and deeper against my oh-so-willing mouth as the device hums away, sending waves through you. Part of you vows that you will make me pay for this surprise but the mass of your mind has had enough in that this is not enough. You grab the condom container, rip it with your teeth and push another cover on with your lips, while trying to stave off another climax, to keep your mind clear.

And then off of me, pulling the humming blessed thing from you and rolling over, your ass again hanging off the bed, one hand under your waist to keep the pressure on your clit and the other grabbing one cheek to hold yourself open as you demand that I fuck you.

Fuck you…yes…

You feel me apply some lube to you just in case, wet as it is and you push yourself back against my fingers. Rational thought is gone, just the feel of your fingers madly playing with your clit as you crest in small climax after another, and then the feel of my cock slipping into you, tight but not painful, filling you and inching in bit by bit. I’m barely moving so much as giving you something to push up against and pleasure yourself on that cock that you worked so hard to forge to your needs.

You hear me groaning from the sensation of you tightly surrounding me, and the look of you lying there, the gorgeous curves of you, shaking, hair splayed across your back, face a mask of pleasure bordering on madness. Your voice urging me on, to not stop, to keep fucking you deeper.

Until my balls are resting against the fingers that are playing with your clit and I’m as deep in you as I can be, rocking back and forth, not quite pounding for fear of hurting you. The feel of me in you that deep, of my balls resting against your pussy from the opposite side, my hands caressing and stroking your ass, of being so completely filled and forcing me to take you drive you finally over the edge. Too far gone to think, other than to order me to not stop, until you feel me lose myself inside the cover and my legs give way. I fall out of you just as you finish climaxing, when neither of us could stand any more.

And after a moment I gently lift your legs back onto the bed, and curl up behind you to keep you from falling off, and kiss your neck and whisper thank you. And we sleep.

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