In one torturous shove, he is inside again, untying the knots in my core and bathing me in pleasure unlike any other.
Testing my responses he starts slow, making sure I like it before it becomes harsher and I scream his name over and over again with each thrust. Inch after inch. He molds his fingers around my hips, imprinting his touch on my skin. He lets his hand roam downward and stroke my clit.
“Ahh, yes… f-fuck yes.” I moan, lost in the moment. I’m so full of him, just the thought makes me want to succumb. “More, you feel so good,” I’m gasping in ecstasy as the orgasm builds in my core and pushes me over the edge.
My bundle of nerves is overstimulated, I knew it wouldn’t take long with his cock fucking me, along with the dildo and the clit combo.
“You’ll feel me fucking you in your dreams.” His harsh slam burns and ignites a wounded part of me and it finally heals as a tear glides down my cheek.
I have no doubt I will. I feel violated in so many ways except I wanted it. I asked for it and he delivered.
“Fuck, fuck,” he growls and I moan while his vigorous strokes become languid as he releases his warm cum along with mine, from the most thrilling sexual experience I have ever had, then we both drift off to sleep holding each other.
Meadow
Fondling her breast in my palm, I tug at her piercing as her fingers skim over my thickening cock. I must’ve been sleeping when I started it. My fingers crave the touch of her skin while her moans linger in the air that smells sexy and wild like us.
Her warm lips wrapped around my cockhead, urging it to erect for her, swirling her tongue around me and sliding me inside her mouth.
I groan to let her know I’m awake.
Through squinted eyes, the shadows outside creep inside the room, probably around three in the morning, if I have to guess.
She hollows her cheeks, pressing the head of my cock to the roof of her mouth and sucking hard.
Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. I groan loudly.
She bobs her head up and down while I fist a handful of her green hair and press her farther down my length. “Take all of it like the good girl you are,” I say in a gruff voice.
Her mouth is like a sensual temple I want to dive into again and again. I bend my legs at the knees, buck my hips up andstroke the back of her throat—her gagging sounds make me so fucking wild.
“Take it, Blakely, make me come inside your dirty mouth before I wreck your pussy.” My brain is half asleep but somehow I come up with this dirty shit we both like.
She hums, and I lose all control, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I am about to release my cum when she stops, resisting my hold and pulling away.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Shhh,” she shushes me, putting her index finger over my lips while she settles around my thighs, taking my cock in her hand and pressing it to her entrance.
A half-sleeve tattoo decorates her left hand and a few more scatter around her body. I hone in on the bow and arrow she has on her wrist, not sure what to make of it so I brush the thoughts away.
I gaze at her puffy lips that taste like me right now. “Fuck me, baby, burn me to fucking ashes, I need it.”
Desire flares in her eyes, “I know,” her soft, hoarse voice envelops me. “You said you haven’t been with anyone for over a year and I haven’t been with anyone for a year.”
“So we’re horny bastards, good for us.”
“Shhh,” she does that again.
“Is something wrong?” I hiss past her finger.
She nods sideways, using my chest to balance herself. “If something were wrong you wouldn’t have been so eager to fuck me, right?”
“I’m not eager to—”
The words dissolve into a million particles when she drops herself on my cock.
Yes, I fucking was and couldn’t take it anymore. And now that I know what she feels like I want to imprint my cock so deep inside her that no one else would even have the chance to reach it. They will know who fucked her so good, and that she was a pathetic little mess and still wanted more.
