I was wandering around the living room after my shower, wrapped up in a towel, putting the last bits of the birthday scene away. Kids gone away to a slumber party…finally some peace and quiet. Maybe I’ll read a little before…
Suddenly a big hand tight around my throat, arching my jaw up so I couldn’t speak. Towel ripped away. Gruff voice. “You know you shouldn’t wander around in your living room naked while the curtains are open.” FUCK! I struggled against him, my mouth held shut still. All I could do was claw at his hand and futilely kick behind me as he deftly avoided my feet.
“Now, let’s not play like that. I know you want it. You wanted the whole neighborhood to see, right?” He dragged me here and there by my throat as I gasped for breath, bent over the ottoman as he fingered me, face pressed into the leather. “Ah, I was right,” the voice said, meditatively. “This will be easier than I thought.”
He flipped me over on the couch, right under the big lamp, as I kicked at him. “Get off me, fucker!” I squealed. He chuckled. “You are so right, baby. I am a fucker.” With that he speared in, long and big, one push. I was mostly wet but not sopping. It hurt a little and I balled up my fists, struggling with my hips still.
“Get off me, I’ll fight you!” I warned. He stayed pressed inside, leaning into me as I struggled.”Fight me with what? Your new manicure? I don’t think so.” He expertly grabbed both my wrists in one hand and tossed my leg up on his shoulder. Now he began fucking. Deep, fast, long strokes. I yelped. Now shallow strokes and long. My eyes rolled back in my head, involuntarily. We could both hear my pussy now, plain as day.
“That’s it, pussy doesn’t lie does it?” He was clearly smug. One hand on my wrists still, he leaned forward and grabbed my throat again. “You’re going to cum on my cock.” My eyes widened. He shifted his angle. FUCK! There it was.
“Cum…”(thrust)…on…(thrust)…my…(thrust)…cock. NOW!” I couldn’t speak, my eyes bulged, everything curled inside and I screamed inwardly, spasming so tight I thought my bones would crush him. Then the floating and I dimly heard a relieved “Fuck yeah, baby, so hot” as he continued to pound me. Limp underneath him now, both hands pulling onto my hips, my pussy open and excited.
“Look at me.” I pulled my eyes back to his, trying to focus. “I’m going to cum in you.” Weakly I nodded and automatically reached down to my swollen clit. “Same time. Do it,” he encouraged. Short, tight strokes…right there…I stared at him, nodding, nodding…then finally screamed aloud and clamped on him as he came deep in me, grunting and panting, collapsing and rolling onto the couch together.
We panted as he held me close against him, one hand behind my neck as he kissed my forehead. I grabbed his arm and squeezed, wrapping one leg around his waist. His heartbeat was rapid under my ear as he raised my eyes to his. “Fuck, baby,” he breathed. “You’re incredible. So hot, so sexy. You came so hard for me.” Gentle kisses now all over my face. “You ok?”
I nodded, eyes bright. “Yeah,” I rasped out. We both giggled at my voice. “You sent me over the edge! And I never heard you come up behind me.” He gave a sheepish grin. “I was in the garage taking out the trash and saw you in the side window. Something just came over me. Must have been these sexy legs.” He tickled the back of my knee and I squealed, then kissed him. Suddenly it was all gentle, mouths and tongues brushing softly, breath mixing with moans.
I pulled away and looked him close in the eyes. “I needed you. Thank you.”
He nodded. “I know, baby. I sensed it. You’re much more than the world’s greatest mom, you know?”
Note: This is a Consensual NonConsent (CNC) fantasy. If you play like this, do it only with a trusted partner and always use a safeword.
