The other night was everything I could have wanted.
While doing my makeup, waiting for him, I wore my Lush 3, staying wet and desperate until he arrived. He was the one to take it out of me and feel my wetness. It was all for him and he knew it.
The intensity was there. After everything, I felt him on my skin all Fri/Sat. So much soreness. I don't know how many times I came, it makes my head spin. All the alcohol, weed and poppers. After a while I just feel the craving of him. That primal feeling that feels so raw.
He used these nipple twisting cups on me, constantly pulling on them and he ate me out. Squirting all over his face was so good.
He really likes to stretch me out with his fist, it made me squirt all over and he loves it. It takes a bit to recover from him. I do and then he just ruins me all over again.
He took my kitchen knife and traced it all over my body, leaving light scratches. He does this to me while blindfolded. It makes me afraid and so wet at the same time.
Fucking me, he likes to force me to stretch. That hurts on its own but feels so great after. As I am on my back, he folds my legs cross style above me, then pins my folded legs onto my chest with his body and he forces himself inside me. Over and over, slamming himself into me. Using me the way he likes it. Knowing how good it feels for me to be used. He will stretch my legs wide apart, above my head, whatever way he wants it.
Then he forces me to look into his eyes the whole time. I am not allowed to look away or he will grab my face and redirect my eyes. Then, he forces me to repeat things, agree to things all while telling me how great of a woman I am. How I am so good to him and that I deserve all of this. That he will not stop unless I 'tap out' so I can come as many times as I'd like. I did.
So much choking. I have reddness all over my neck. Even when we finished, he looked at me from above and choked me. His eyes get wild and his grin scare me, knowing he has so much power in that moment to go farther. I always want him to go farther. I need to feel his pain all over me. I need to be consumed by his intensity.
So many positions. So much force. My body wasn't mine anymore. I gave it to him in the moment and he controlled me. He keeps my wand on my clit, knowing what it does to me, making me so uncontrolled. My moans turn into pleading, crying, heavy breathing, screaming. I was trembling after the 5 forced orgasm.
Then we did 69 and... that was my favorite. The moment his cock was deep in my throat, I pressed my pussy closer to his face, rubbing harder against his tongue. He grabbed my hair on both sides of my head, like handlebars and pulled my head in deeper, his cock swelling in my throat. I leaked all over his face and he sucked up every drop. I could have stayed in that position forever.
He has had all of me. From my toes to my face. Every hole. So much restriction and force. My bed was completely soaked.
Sometimes, he will say fucked up things to me while he has me pinned, my wand against my clit. Such as "you'll never find this anywhere else. No one will do this to you like I do. I ruined sex for you. You'll never go back because you're in too deep". And it's true. This is the best sex I've ever had. I don't even watch porn anymore. I get off to him. I want my orgasms to be from him.
Fuck, if we lived together, that would destroy me. I would have no self control.
He makes sex so addictive.
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