Damn, this man is hot.
Like an addict ready for his second hit, he covers my pussy with his mouth and starts tongue-fucking me. I moan loudly, vaguely aware that we’re in a hotel room with thin walls… but fuck it, I don’t care. “Ahhhh!”
The air conditioner hums to life noisily, and I let myself moan louder as I grind on his face and bring my hands to his head, trying to pull his face harder into my needy cunt.
But he pulls his head back and commands, “Keep your hands behind your head.”
I groan even louder, it’s so hot and sexy. I like when he tells me what to do. I like not being in charge of anything and just giving myself over to him. I do as he says, and he has me so horny that I gyrate my hips, dying to let this pent-up desire explode out of me. He completely owns me. I need to come so badly, I would let him do anything he wants to me right now.
He buries his face back into my pussy and masterfully glides his tongue through my meaty labia to my clit, in full command of my body. My breathing becomes ragged, and my chest arches up off the bed. My legs tighten.
Here we go, I’m getting close.
The firm flicking of his expert tongue drives me mad and brings me so close to my orgasm. Almost there. And he takes his finger and gently… slowly… pushes it deep into my quivering pussy. My pelvis gyrates wildly now, with a mind of its own, bucking for more. He hums a deep mmmmm, and his fiery mouth vibrates on my clit. Then he flicks his tongue rapidly, and his finger fucks me with a steady, smooth tempo.
“Oh god. Please… Don’t stop,” I beg.
He growls, a primal sound emanating from his chest, as he commands my body, relishing that he’s in charge. In total control of me. And my orgasm. “Come on my mouth, Aspen,” he says, his voice muffled by my sopping wet pussy.
He applies slightly more pressure to my clit—fuck, he’s a pro at this—just enough that it takes me right up to the tippy top of my climax. Yes. I’m there… I hold it for just a second, my legs tight… then release. A river of exquisite, golden ecstasy shimmers through me, and my body explodes. Shattered, I tumble, free-falling through orgasmic bliss. I’m so high, I nearly pass out.
I release a shaky, satisfied exhale as my legs unwind their tightness. My toes curl, and the orgasm was so hard, it made my calves cramp.
He keeps his mouth between my legs for a moment, gently French-kissing my pussy, luxuriating in the creaminess of my post-orgasm cunt. I got mine… he’s still mouth-fucking me for his own pleasure, and I find that to be insanely erotic. He really likes it.
I relax back inside my body, and I sink into the soft comforter. I open my eyes, and he gets up off the bed. A jolt of happiness flutters between my legs, knowing what’s coming next. Heh, that was just foreplay! I close my eyes, and fresh wetness fills my pussy in anticipation. I feel wonderful… but now I need his cock.
He puts on a condom and kneels between my legs. He looks down at me and whispers, “You’re mine, Aspen.”
Our eyes lock, and for a brief second, I let his words knock on the door to my brain, which is trying to think coherently, but it can’t because hormones are raging through my body, and my pussy is throbbing. But something in my brain shifts, and it opens that door. It lets those words in, and it closes the door behind them, locking it, thinking one word…
“Yes,” I say. “I’m yours. Completely.”
He closes his eyes, while his declaration of ownership, and my reply, settle in the still air around us.
Then, he opens his eyes, and he places the tip of his hard-as-steel cock at the entrance of my pussy. He slides it inside me and lowers his body, so he towers over me. We kiss, and he pumps his cock in and out of me with tenderness, in a slow, sultry, and maddeningly seductive rhythm. I pull my knees back to my chest, giving him total access to the depths of my womb, and we both moan inside our kiss.
He continues pumping me with this hypnotic, delicious slow pace for… how long? I have no idea… I lose all track of time. It just feels so good, and I lose myself in it…
After a while, he starts picking up the pace, and I match him as my hips meet his thrusts, and I want more. I need it harder. Faster. He senses my needs and pumps his raging cock into me faster. God, I love it so much.
Then he pulls out. I gasp.
“I want to take you from behind,” he says, and my knees tense at the erotic desire blazing in his eyes. I obey him, turning over and getting on my hands and knees. He grabs my hips and slides his cock into me, slowly, so he doesn’t hurt me, but I’m ready to take all of him. I need all of him, even if it hurts… I don’t care. I arch my back, letting him know I’m ready, and he grabs my hips firmly, and says, “brace yourself.”
He slams his cock deep into me, and I cry out in desperate pleasure as he continues pumping me from behind.
“Ahh!” I gasp. My body begs for more. Bucking. Needing.
“Aspen, your pussy is so tight. Fuck!” He fucks me harder, and my pussy gushes more slippery wetness onto his cock. He reaches under me with his finger and rubs my clit, and it
