I open the door for him and he’s standing there looking oh so succulent. My hand is raised on the door and I’m standing in ‘come fuck me heels’. He stares up and down at me and I’m excited for what’s to come. He walks through the door and grabs my left hand and just pulls me as he tells me to shut the door behind me. I push the door closed as he leads me and demands me to sit on the couch. I do as I’m told. I sit down but I’m impatient, I want to eat him, I want to lick him, I want to devour him; I’ve missed him. Looking at him now I realize just how much. He’s been on my mind constantly. The anticipation inside of me of what’s to come is eating at me, tearing away at my soul. I sit on the couch and I’m fidgeting. He opens up my legs and squats down… ugh… he doesn’t even know where to begin. He’s just looking at me and he seems to be taking it all in.

He starts to bite my thighs. He loves to bite, it’s like his favorite pastime with my body parts. He’s biting and nibbling everywhere and I’m getting so turned on. His bites are always the right amount of pleasure and pain. The perfect balance of wanting to be hurt but seeking the pleasure that pushes you over the edge. I push him and I tell him ‘no’ I’ve waited too long for this, I’ve waited too long for you; I want to play. Hmph, he smirks at me and just stares into my eyes. I try to bend down and get at his belt while he’s still trying and very much succeeding in biting me. I grab his belt, I open the belt, I open the first button, I get the second button and then I get the third button of his jeans. Now he stands up, I reach in and I can’t even breathe……., everything stands still; god I’ve missed this cock. I pull it out and I look at it, just the head, I just want to lick it. I lick it slowly and he gasps, ‘fuck’ he says. He’s missed me as well. I realize at this point that he’s not wearing any underwear, fucking awesome. I look up at him at he sees that I realize that he’s gone commando but I love it, easy access and all.

I continue to lick the head. I bite it softly, lick the side, lick both sides. Jesus I’ve missed him so much. I continue to lick the underside. God he smells so fucking good. His smell is intoxicating. There’s something about it that drives me to the edge. I continue to naw softly while I’m licking, sucking then finally just taking him in my mouth and sliding down….. f u c k…… I’m in such a rush my mouth is dry and I don’t care because I just want him in there. He’s grabbing my head and pushing it down aaaah, damn I’m gagging. My gag reflex is killing me today but he doesn’t realize or doesn’t care because he keeps pushing my head down and I’m not stopping him. I want him in my mouth. I come back up for air but I can see his patience is just at the edge with me, he wants so much more.

He opens up my legs and brings his teeth to my underwear. He looks up at me and then stands up again. He decides otherwise and slides my underwear down in a rush that they almost rip. I’m panting like a dog in heat waiting for him to take me. He licks his hands to moisten my entrance and what he finds is a wet pussy soaked in anticipation of his arrival. He looks at me and tells me I’m so fucking wet. I grab his neck to pull him down slowly and when our foreheads connect I tell him that my pussy only gets wet for him. He is the reason for my excitement. He positions his cock at the entrance of my pussy and slides it in. God the euphoric feeling of just that moment is enough to almost send me over the fucking edge but all I can do is gasp and grunt all at the same time. I don’t tell him how close I am. He can’t know what he does to me. I can’t stroke his fucking ego anymore than it already is.

I know I’m about to come. He’s sliding in and out with such precision and such mastery I feel like I’m in the edge of a precipice I may never come back from. My body explodes into small micro orgasms. It’s like an epileptic attack on my small frame but I hold on to him because I don’t want him to stop and I don’t want him to know how easily he can make me orgasm. Orgasms are so difficult for me but it’s like he can pull them out of me as if I were a wind up toy. He knows what to do and how to do it and how much time is needed to achieve that moment of chasing an ultimate sexual high.

He’s still stroking me and I’m so fucking wet. I think he feels it and he gets up and sits down on the couch. He has me straddle him with my back facing his chest but in this position it’s very painful. He achieves a depth that’s downright scary and painful, yet still I don’t dare stop him. He is the artist and i am just his canvass of sexual making. I adjust myself and continue to ride him but his patience is short so he pulls me so my back is on his chest. Now I can fuck him with ease. The feeling is so fucking good and I want to ride him like this but he continues to seek more. He grabs both my breast which are currently still covered with my bra. I remove the straps while he unhooks the back. He’s pushing my body down on to his dick by pressuring my body down via my breasts. Fuck I’m about to come again. I feel it; the spasms forming little by little inside deep within my core. I want to speed up and I want to slow down at the same time. My body is about to explode so I choose the latter and slow down. I don’t want him to know yet again how he affects me. It’s how he is able to hit the fucking spot and bring on so many orgasms in me. I feel my body exploding within and I ride out the orgasm just as he decides to stand up and switch it up again.

He stands up and goes to the bed, I’m the one that’s two orgasms up but he’s the one experiencing the weakness. Now my ego is stroked. He lays down and I straddle him but this time facing him. I try to take off my heels but he grabs my hand and looks at me and says ‘leave them on’. I’m high. My intentions have reached their goal and for once I feel I’ve achieved an upper hand in this duel. He pushes my hand away from my heels with force because in the end it is he who is in charge and I should know better; but I take my small victories. I bend down and bite his lower lip as our eyes connect and our foreheads touch once more. I position myself above his dick and slide my pussy down. My eyes roll back and my head follows suit. His hand comes up to my neck and my breathing becomes restricted. This is my reminder that I will never be in charge in this bedroom. I’m in fucking heaven and I’m not sure I want to come back to earth. He positions himself so his grip is strong but not overpowering as I continue to ride him. I’m rocking back and forth, sliding up and down. I start to rock again and his grip around my neck becomes tighter. I’m getting lost in an abyss of pure unadulterated pleasure. My breathing is shallow and my pussy deceives me. Just when I think I can hold off, my orgasm is creeping up with a brute force. I can hear his growls and groans and I know he’s about to explode. He releases my throat and the air expelled from my lungs is a direct burst to my impending orgasm. He hears me beginning to explode and I scream out. His body begins to shake and it’s like it’s shattered into another universe where there are no sublimations and nothing is suppressed.