I revel in the low moans of the room as the wind outside attempts to battle us in noise. Our skins slap together against one another while the gurgling of the wetness increases with every stroke. Your hands bring me closer and trap me under you. I try escaping only to be flipped around to trap you. The wind outside increases in strength and now the rain assists it in the noise level. You sit up against the back frame while the friction of our bodies continues to make the wetness more fluid than the rain outside. I grab your hands and place them above your head. Your assault back at me is like the wind that threatens to break the window frame with such force. I remain on top but you are in control grasping both my wrists and placing them interlocked behind me. You grab the inside of my thigh and pull me deeper on to you. I try not to scream and instead a low guttural moan escapes my lips at the same time thunder outside threatens to intensify the night.
I close my eyes and I can feel his fingers pressing on my face and pulling me up from my knees to his face. I can feel the pressure of his left hand on my arm asserting his authority over me. Only he can. He is the only one that controls my mind, my heart, my body and my soul.
I close my eyes and he is here with me. The time between our play dates are long and far in between and so my mind can only create these fantasies. For now my mind is escaping into this realm.
I close my eyes and he is kissing me. Pulling me and enveloping me with his own skin. The sweat and perspiration from his skin rubs on mine and it infuses in my own skin. I welcome it because it’s a part of him and all I want is him on me in any way.
I close my eyes and I can smell him. His natural manly scent that is like an aphrodisiac for me. When he is near all my sense are on fire. His scent is so natural and so him. I know when he is near. My body is programmed like a dog to smell his presence.
I close my eyes and he is undressing me with his teeth. Animalistic in his bedroom ways. The savage beast within him that only I can tame. He is in control but my body and pleasures tame his soul and feed his fire all at the same time.
I close my eyes and I’m on my knees again. His finger has instructed me to get down in front of him and has penetrated my lips. He has warmed my tongue up with his fingers. His fingers have been shoved down my throat and I have knelt there and taken it.
I close my eyes and his cock is demanding spit from my lips, I provide it. My lips commence an assault on his monster and I give in to the pleasure that bursts within me. I live for giving him pleasure. It is what defines me.
I close my eyes and his cock is sliding slowly inside me. His head leans back a bit and then comes forward so that our eyes interlock. I can’t help but try and hold my breath and moan at the same time from the intense pleasure as he enters me. I’m in heavenly bliss and I don’t want him to stop.
I close my eyes and air in the room is dense. Our breathing is slowing down and the euphoria dissipating. Our foreheads are touching because the mental connection still remains; the only thing that matters. His lips come up to my forehead and I close my eyes…
My nails scrape against the skin slowly as my fingers wrap around it’s thickness. I slide my fingers up and grip it tightly and I then slide them back down. The skin is dry and I look up for a moment before I dart my tongue out on it making it slippery and smooth. That feeling of desire grows within me because i know the sexual desire in you has now grown. The wetness has made this ten times more intense. My fingers slide up and down smoothly now. My tongue licks the milk that comes out of the small eye. I twirl the tongue round and round the head until the small gasp escapes your lips. I suck the head gently and slowly suck the rest of the shaft inside my mouth. Slowly I glide my lips up and down while pausing at the head momentarily and sucking it like a pacifier. I pick up my speed and start again the gliding motion up and down the shaft. I look up again to show you that your cock is mine. I live for it, breath for it, I was made for bringing it unadulterated pleasure. Your hand grabs my hair and pulls it off to the left side, just enough to put your cock on the inside of my cheek . With your right hand you slap my outer cheek a few times at the head that now is jutting at the inside of my right face. It’s your reminder that I’m yours. You can do whatever you please and your brute show of force I welcome.