You bought me a necklace for Christmas. A pretty serpent on a length of dainty chain. Snakes represent desire, sex and evil transformations.
I lay my head in your lap, later in the evening, drinking a shot of whiskey. The woody, sweet familiar taste. You stroked your fingers down my neck and over the silver. What you must think, I have no idea. Thankfully, I always think the same thing.
We go to bed. You know what I want. Sex, sodomy, stretched pleasures and pain. You stroke me until I'm dripping and begging for your cock.
You slide into my wet slit. You're ready and eager as always, that vacant, heady, intense state. I don't even have to touch you to make you hard. That makes me powerful. I am powerful and desirable and smut and filth.
I tell you that I want you to fuck my arse. It's sometimes like some porno. Easy access. A steady panning shot as you slather your cock in lubricant and deftly slide it into me.
I feel skin and muscle stretch. We groan in unison. It always feels like this. You start to fuck me hard. Grabbing at my hips in a good rhythm. Banging away at me. Mt necklace bobs on my chest. This won't last. It feels too good. I'm right and wronged. A quick tidy up.
A mutter at you in desperation, stretched out, in need of a resolution. In my good voice I say:
"Baby please fuck my arse, with your fingers, stretch me out, make me hurt. I want to feel your hands in both my holes. I want to come. Please carry on".
The thing I like about you Neil is you never need persuading. I begin to really open up to your hands which move and twist relentlessly. I gape, get wetter, groan, moan and mumble.
"I'm gonna come. Oh yes. Oh please. Oh fuck me harder".
My body responds to the onslaught of increased intensity. Your movements are violent, punching connections. Moan, moan, a heightened pitch, desperate little mewls and yelps. My holes contract. My cunt oozes and squirts all over your hands. A grotesque pink machine. Pumping and coming and bursting away. An organic transformation, my climax, your assistance. Smutty and filthy and hot.
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