Monday, 4 May 2015
15 small words - Sir - oral sex
Hours or head. Why do I deserve this? It almost stops feeling good, not quite.
Tom - a cheap hotel
My back arches and I push my cunt against your mouth. Greed and satisfaction swarms in my head. The penetrating buzz of pleasure.
Give me what I want. Give in and fuck me.
Your body joins mine and it fits so well. We blend together, conjoin and evolve. Become something important to me. It blunts out the bits of you I don't like. It feels delicious. I know you want to fuck every hole I have. I bay you "Fuck my arse. I know you want to. Just do it". You don't really need to be told. Hearing you come is like beautiful music. Hearing the desperation and satisfaction - it's the most exquisite sound.
Wrapped up in each other's placid kisses afterwards I can see a thought in your mind. I wish I knew how to spell it. I wish I knew what it was
Later I am on my knees on that hotel room carpet. Head pushed hard against the wall. Face smacked. Mouth full of cock. You pull me up by my hair and deftly pushes yourself into my arse again. You rag my hair and makes me howl, fill up my body with seedy satisfaction.
I need to come. I touch myself. You get dressed to go smoke a cigarette. I ask you to push your fingers inside me. Which you do. Jerk them in and out of me. I come and gush all over the bed. Glad it's not mine. I make so much noise. It feels so good. My eyes are wide and my heart races. It feels so good. It would be easier to like you if you let me. It would be easier to like you if all we did was fuck.
Give me what I want. Give in and fuck me.
Your body joins mine and it fits so well. We blend together, conjoin and evolve. Become something important to me. It blunts out the bits of you I don't like. It feels delicious. I know you want to fuck every hole I have. I bay you "Fuck my arse. I know you want to. Just do it". You don't really need to be told. Hearing you come is like beautiful music. Hearing the desperation and satisfaction - it's the most exquisite sound.
Wrapped up in each other's placid kisses afterwards I can see a thought in your mind. I wish I knew how to spell it. I wish I knew what it was
Later I am on my knees on that hotel room carpet. Head pushed hard against the wall. Face smacked. Mouth full of cock. You pull me up by my hair and deftly pushes yourself into my arse again. You rag my hair and makes me howl, fill up my body with seedy satisfaction.
I need to come. I touch myself. You get dressed to go smoke a cigarette. I ask you to push your fingers inside me. Which you do. Jerk them in and out of me. I come and gush all over the bed. Glad it's not mine. I make so much noise. It feels so good. My eyes are wide and my heart races. It feels so good. It would be easier to like you if you let me. It would be easier to like you if all we did was fuck.
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