Now I can relax, he’s licked my asshole – Quality Erotic and sex stories

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It’s pretty amazing when I can get off to my own memories of him
better than the stories of strangers. He never realized the shape of
his own hand until he saw it imprinted on my ass. He said I kissed
like nobody he’s ever kissed. Violently. (“But don’t change it.”) Sex
is like a wrestling match with me. I’ll devour you. Attack mode.
Kissing as a full frontal assault. Make you never forget it. Forceful.
Showing you I’m into this. Aggressive, Possessive, “Mine.”

Hot skin.
Pushed deep in.
Original sin.
But I like it.

We didn’t undress each other. No customary frivolities. Just strip for
me. My body warm from my clothes, you so hard and solid against me. I
grab you by the arms just the feel the muscles under your skin. And he
you said you aren’t strong enough. He could completely overpower you.

Held down and used. But we haven’t even gotten rough yet. I want to be
called your slut. Yet I want respect. So anyway….

I was desperate for your cock. He didn’t expect it, yet I couldn’t
keep it out of my mouth. That was the best his dick ever felt in my
mouth. Rubbed all over my face, memorizing my face with the head of
his cock. And didn’t it feel fuckin primal? Wet like an eel.

He thought I’d think him a freek, rubbing his face in my cunt. Like a
bear eating a beached whale. But let me tell you, I know the feeling.

He spat in my cunt, hurt my asshole with his tongue. “It’s an impulse
to see what’s up there.” He held me down. “You’re officially subdued.”
One hand in my hair, the other on my wrist, my own hand on my cunt.
“Hey little girl. Wanna play with your pussy?” to the tune of that
Ramones song.

Spread legs draped across his lap. Right arm at the best angle to play
me like a Stratocaster. Until I am so worn out (but feels so good),
that I start to think I’m dreaming. Love the way he licks and slurps
his fingers before putting them into you. “That’s a hot little pussy.”
Don’t let me forget it. Depraved flesh bumping session. Let’s not feel
so alone for a little bit. The way he slowly flips my leg over and
presses my legs together like a captain steers a ship. Bohemian
Rhapsody played on the radio. His hand tangled in my hair, other hand
ramming into my cunt. Bent over me, chewing on my hipbone. Grabs me by
the ass and pulls me closer to him.

He licked my pussy as I came. After I came. Put his tongue where his
fingers had been while it was still quivering.

With him looking every bit the pirate (or the killer) between my legs.
I ain’t finished with you yet, he groaned, as I took him out. Before I
could clean up, the man was *on his knees.* And damn was it fun. No
pressure. He yelled, no shouted, as he came, after the slow lazy jack
off motion lulled him. Squeeze harder baby. Only the tip, because a
pussy’s as big as a fist. He stares at my pussy. Says he loves the
spread of my lips at the top. Rubbed his hair all over my thighs and
between my legs.

It felt so damn good, the way he held me and rocked me. Fetal position
around my sweaty torso. My body felt so warm, breathing him in deep.
Back and forth, lulling me to stay an extra eight hours. I like waking
up in the middle of the night, reaching over, and there it is. This
warm wet thing I can touch and show affection to. I look over, all
cricket eyed, and feel joy. Not so alone for now.

It’s the sensuality I love. The savageness comes in close second. I
want him to shove me down. One arm holding me down, the other
fingering my cunt. Eyebrows raised, disbelief at the wetness, slick
from being treated like a whore. Feeling his balls against my cunt as
I vibrated my clit. He flipped you over and sucked on your back. I
want to be picked up over your shoulder, dragged kicking and screaming
to my tiny bed and manipulated, humiliated into orgasm. By force. Hold
my legs open. Hit my clit, smack my pussy, spit in my asshole. You
fuckin freak. Show me what I’m working with. I want to slap his rough
face, make it sting. Could I slap you in the face? Would you allow me
to squeeze your neck, with both hands? Hold my arms behind my back,
grind against my ass and whisper what you’ll do to me. I’m in for it.

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