Story 3
583 Words
I could stare at you forever. Your face when you sleep is picture perfect and that’s exactly what I did, I took a picture of your sleeping face with my phone because I wanted to capture this very moment forever. Your lips, your nose, your brows, hell…your lashes, all so manly yet so soft and captivatingly alluring. You have such beautiful facial features they can put ladies’ to a shame.
I really don’t wish to wake you up, I feel guilty already but it’s inevitable. Just when I was about tapping you awake a thought came into my mind, might I add, a naughty thought. You slept in only your boxers so it wasn’t hard getting access to your d**k. I gave a few little gentle rubs and it was answering like a child who heard their mother’s call for candy. I poured some oil from the bottle by the bedside, into my hands to make it easy for my hands to give a good handjob. You must have thought you were dreaming with all the little noise coming from your mouth and you were thrusting your waist forward…lol…I gave in and switched to using my mouth, paying attention to the little guys downstairs, I must admit I got carried away that I was dripping down my legs already. The tip of your pen!s was shining and glittering like the star that led the three wise men to baby Jesus. I wanted it in me without delay, I sheathed it and climb with my back to your face, I needed no lube because of how wet I was. I came down on your pen!s , it felt sooooo f*****g good and rode it like it was the last ride to heaven. I do not know at what point you woke up to reality but I felt it when you wanted take control. I refused to give in. Just this once, I wanted, no, I needed to own my freedom, I needed to let the inner b***h in me out. I’m not going to keeping bitching out this time around, that c**k is mine and I am plan riding it however way I wish and I wont let him have that control. Besides I didn’t watch those erotic videos for nothing…I was determined to put them tutorial to practice.
You realized I wasn’t going to concede so he gave in, probably saw the fire of determination in my eyes. Each f*****g thrust, those strokes, the touches, the kisses everything in between, it was so breathtaking. I could not hold back my feelings, it felt amazing to be receiving yet be in control. I spoke incoherently how much I wanted you.
I didn’t want this to end even though I knew it was I could feel in…oh my god…baby please don’t stop…yes yes…just lik that…oh f**k… oo..jeez…baby noo….please… oh god…it feel so gooooood papi…you know exactly how to f**k this p***y…oh sweet baby jesus….I’m cumming…you are going to make me f*****g c*m …yes yes right there…right there….oooooooh fuckkkkkkkk….
That bitches is how to end an amazing two hours s*x section. s*x has never felt this good. Having the control during s*x is a drug. Loosing yourself and letting go is the prime definition of freedom.
Amazing…was all I could say when I came down from my final high, that climax was groundbreaking and intense.
Damn baby…that was hot…I can’t feel my legs. I’m worn out
No response from you. Dude has slept off. (wink wink)
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