Short Sexy Stories XXX

Story Number 63 - Love Me

My legs shaking, I could not stop against the cold surface as he slammed back inside my body. Plunging in over and over, his facial expression remained nearly unchanged as he continued to satiate his need. Something leaking down the inside of my leg, I could feel my insides throbbing from the repeated stimulation. Whimpers escaping me through the onslaught, I could not take my eyes off of him. I had wanted him for the longest time, I could not believe we were finally out on our first date. We were out in public and everything... well we were for like five minutes before we ended up in the disabled toilet.

Reaching out to grip his neck, I pulled myself toward his body as I felt the cords in his neck shift under my touch. Wanting to land my lips against his own, his slick fleshy lips grew closer. His strokes becoming slower, I tried once again to pull myself closer still. An inch from reaching his lips, my heart started racing in anticipation. A hand swiftly meeting the centre of my chest, a shove forced my upper body back down. Falling from my sitting position, my head met the mirror of the vanity vibrating it harshly. Forcing my hands behind myself, I tried to lift my body slightly from the counter and head from the mirror as a slight pain ached at the back of my head. My movements faltering, Ian smirked darkly at me as he slammed forward with force once more picking up the rhythm mercilessly.

He was hungry, he was going to completely devour me. It had only been four days since we last made love, but he appeared like he was going to explode. I could feel the strain and excitement in every thrust as they continued to hit deeply. His face finally changing from his outward smirk to need and aggression, his hands pulled my legs gripping my knees under his arms ploughing forward. Smacking against my body, the slapping noise was intoxicating only revving my body further to the point of no return. As a grunt surfaced from his lips, each stroke buried deeper inside me. It was almost like he was hitting my internal organs shaking the core of me.

“f**k!” Irritation in his voice, his head dipped connecting our lips as his hips rotated back and forth. A soft tongue moving through my mouth with force, my stomach lurch as if I was in a lift at my internal excitement pulling me toward an orgasm. The throbbing only growing worse between my legs as I moved my lips with his own seeking any and everything he would give me. Reaching my hands up to his chest, I could feel a groan vibrating through his shirt stopping abruptly as his large hands encased my own. My body ripped forward from the counter, I was turned and thrown back over it in seconds. My feet on their tippy toes, the sharp edge of the bench top was cutting into the flesh at the bend in my waist.

The pain no doubt leaving a bruise, “ahh Ian… stop it hurts.” Instead of stopping, Ian’s hand moved to the centre of my back. His other hand ripping up my dress that had slight fallen with the sharp movements, I could feel his thick rod of a c**k pressing back between my legs. His hand on my back applying more pressure, my toes were lifted off the floor completely as I was slid further up the counter. The top of my head once again forced against the mirror, Ian jolted forwards filling me entirely once more.

My eyes wide with the new depth tearing me apart in bliss, Ian was driving me wild. His groans surfacing louder, my insides turned as my n*****s abraded against the cold counter. “Take it!” His body forcing inside my own, his words set me on fire as each stroke cut through me. “Take it all you dirty slut!” Whimpering out, my body overflowed convulsed as his c**k twitched inside my clamping walls. “s**t!”

Almost cumming inside of me, Ian ripping himself out from my body. Huffing his arms released me as he leant over the sink emptying himself. With no support my body slid off the counter as I hit the floor in a heap. Aches racking all over me, I did not know how he kept making me feel so good and pained at the same time. He was almost criminal, but he was my criminal. I liked it rough, but I also wanted to feel loved.

Exhausted, I could hardly move as Ian appeared to hear me thoughts reaching down and lifting me off the floor. With no words he caressed me gently unlike every other time when he threw me around like a sack of potatoes. Righting all my clothing, he even fixed my hair before his arms wrapped around me in a hug? He had never hugged me before, my mind and chest constricting I had never felt so elated in my life. Appearing embarrassed Ian released me soon after in a rush as his hand captured one of my own walking to the exit dragging me behind him. Thankful that nobody was waiting for the disabled toilets, I could only imagine how awkward that would be.

Picking up my pace to try and match Ian’s, I could not believe Ian was actually holding my hand, he had never done that before either. Though we had never really been together in public before, we always met at a hotel, and we never even went in the same car. My heart swelling I fought the urge to lean into his body as I reminded myself not to rush him, today was huge progress.

Walking together through the crowd, someone called out to Ian. His hand snapping from mine in an instant, I took a step further to his side watching the incoming young couple. Concerned for Ian, I could sense a change in him. Maybe it was someone he did not like. A young man and women with a bright smile both looked me up and down before flickering their eyes back to Ian. “Finally Ian… this must be your girlfriend? You have kept her hidden long enough, I knew she was real.”

My heart racing, did he tell people I was his girlfriend. Was he hiding me to protect my from… “hahaha… No, I have no idea who this girl is. She only just approached me now.” My thoughts cut off and heart freezing into ice, Ian turned to me with the same blank expression in his eyes. “So… did you need something miss?”

My throat constricting and world shattering before my eyes. “N…no… sorry...” My words trembling out of me, tears were already working their way to the surface as I turned quickly absconding into the crowd. My heart felt like it was ripping, cracking into two. I was an i***t, a worthless i***t. Running, I did not even know where I was going to, I just need to get out.

Sitting on the side of the road I could not stop the sobs racking my body as I struggled for breath. A text binging through on my phone, I looked down to make sure it was not my boss. Instead, I looked at the screen with the oh so familiar text message.

Ian – Tomorrow Maple Hotel room 401 11pm