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I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I was still lying stark naked on the table, legs spread as my body recovered from a deep orgasm. The movie continued playing in the background, and I could feel the breeze from the open window. Connor remained seated at the end of the desk, on the chair he had dragged between my legs. When I looked down at him, I saw him smile and stand up. He reached a hand out to me, and pulled me up to sitting position, with my legs straddling his waist. He enveloped my body into his, wrapping his arms around me and resting his chin on my head.
"That was fun," he said. Even with my face buried in his chest, I could hear his smile. I pulled away just enough to tilt my head up, and his head ducked down to kiss me. The briefest of kisses, as he unwrapped his arms and placed his hands on my waist. "Let’s go," he said, as he pulled away and turned to gather my clothes. I realized he was planning on ending this here, and the idea was laughable to me. So I laughed. "No." I grabbed his hand, and guided it back to my waist. As his body returned to mine, I placed a hand on his chest, and another got lost in his hair. I kissed him softly, feeling electricity pass between our lips. It was a careful kiss, with the slightest of pressure. I pulled back and tilted my head the other way before I leaned in again. This time, more pressure. I sucked lightly on his bottom lip, and felt him return the gesture. With one hand remaining on my waist, Connor used another to hold my throat. I could feel the strength behind his hand, I could recognize that this man had the power to destroy me. The kisses became more urgent, nibbles became bites. As I felt his tongue dance with mine, I brought both my hands to his chest and pushed him away from the desk, just enough for me to slide off. As I’m standing up, my pelvis rubs his crotch. Already getting hard again.
Without the added elevation of the desk, I’m a lot shorter than Connor. He keeps kissing me, but moves his hands from my waist to my ass. He grabs and squeezes, as I kiss down his neck and graze my teeth against his skin. We’re dancing in circles now, and I begin pushing him against the wall. With his eyes closed, he’s surprised when his back hits the concrete behind him. He pulls away to look at where I’ve directed us, and I take this opportunity to pull his shirt off. As he slips it over his head, my hands are clawing his shoulders, my mouth is leaving marks on his chest, and I’m grinding my crotch against his. I’ve barely registered his hand in my hair before I feel him jerk my head and bite my lip. I move my hands to his belt buckle, and feel his move from my hair to the back of my neck. This time, I feel a slight pressure on my neck. I moan between kisses, and Connor takes my approval to choke me harder.
As karups 1 I’m pushing his pants down, he stops kissing me to bite my neck, never releasing my throat. His belt is unbuckled, his pants are undone, and he quickly lets go of me to peel his pants off. I can see his dick rock hard under his boxers, and take a second to appreciate the contours that shadows that’ve created his body. His arms are strong, his chest is taut. His body isn’t chiseled, but shows evidence of a summer spent running drills. I make a move towards him, my naked chest pressing against his. His body is indestructible. Mine is begging to be destroyed.
Still standing, our legs are entwined. Connor’s back against the wall again, I melt into him and kiss his chest. The kiss turns into a bite as I teasingly rub my crotch against his dick. One flimsy layer of fabric separates my cunt from his cock. As I press my lower half up against his, his hand moves to my ass and slaps the bare skin with an open hand. I gasp, and he quickly puts both of his hands on my waist and turns me around. Pulling my ass onto his crotch, he rubs his cock over my dripping pussy. It feels so fucking good, I can barely stand. I reach my hand behind me and hold his waist as I arch my back away from him. He kisses up my shoulders, then wraps an arm around my ribs and pulls my body parallel to his. Every inch of my back is touching every inch of his chest.
I need his cock in me.
I push his hands off of me and turn back around. I kiss his chest as I make my way down to my knees. Licking my way to the band on his underwear, I look up at him as I pull them down and take his throbbing cock into my hands. I run my flat tongue up the length of his shaft to get it nice and wet, and continue to lick it until it’s glistening with my saliva. As I’m covering his dick with my tongue, I notice Connor’s chest rapidly rising and falling. I kiss the inside of his thighs near as his balls, and look up to him. With eyes locked, I rub the tip of his cock over my closed lips. I wait until I hear my name.
"Anna."
I open my mouth and take the tip of his cock into my mouth, twisting my hand around the base at the same time. My tongue swirls around his dick as I suck for the first time. I hear him groan, and take this as opportunity to push my head down onto his dick, until my lips meet the base. Connor’s groan turns into a moan, and his hands change from playing in my hair to pushing my head further onto his cock. I can feel his dick down the back of my throat, and he tastes incredible. I come back up, locking eyes with him as he watches the length of his cock pass my wet lips. Again, I suck on tip, and move my hand up and down on the rest of his dick, maximizing his senses. I let my hands jack him off for a quick second as I move down to his balls, gently sucking on one and then flicking my tongue underneath the other. I hear him gasp, and move back to his cock. Developing a rhythm, there’s no more eye contact. I suck his dick, and all I can think about is making this as good as possible for him. It’s wet and sloppy, you can hear my slurps broken up by Connors breathing, moans, and occasional "fucking hell."
My mouth moves up and down his cock, leaving a mixture of saliva and pre-cum on both of us. I’m stroking his balls with one hand and digging my nails into his leg with the other, while rotating my head as it moves on his dick. The next time I come up for air, I feel Connor tugging me up by my hair. I stand up, breaking the string of saliva connecting my lips to his cock. Connor puts one hand to my face and kisses my lips, tasting himself. His other hand reaches down to my cunt and fingers me. He realizes I’m wet enough to take him right away. Connor pulls away from the kiss, resting his forehead on mine, as he brings his fingers up to my lips. I close my eyes and suck my juices off of him, and feel a quick kiss on my nose before his hands move to my ass. In a second, Connor has picked me up and pinned me against the wall he had occupied. The concrete digs into my skin, and I couldn’t give less of a shit about the scratches it would leave. My legs are wrapped around his waist, my hands around his neck. We kiss, and he rubs the tip of his dick over my pussy. Then he pulls away, and supports my weight with one hand while he guides his cock into me with the other. We look at each other as he slips into me, and Connor watches me close my eyes, open my mouth, and sigh in ecstasy. When his dick is in me, his hands return to my thighs. And he starts thrusting. Pinned up against the wall, his dick slams into my cunt over and over. The angle is perfect, and he is relentless. He fucks me like a toy, not caring about my pain or discomfort. Each time he thrusts into me, I feel our pelvises crash. I feel his cock filling me up, I rub his burning chest against mine, I taste the sweat on his shoulders.
It. Feels. So. Fucking. Right.
After a few minutes, Connor is grunting, close to cumming. I’m whimpering with pleasure, and my posture slackens as I struggle to keep my weight balanced. Connor pulls out, and this time, slips into me slowly and deeply. I feel every inch of him as it’s swallowed by my cunt. When he is in me completely, he keeps his body rigid against mine, feeling my walls against his throbbing cock.
With his dick still in me, Connor lifts me away from the wall. The breeze hits my back, and I tighten my grip around his neck. He turns around, and careful bends at the knees, sitting on the floor and bringing me with him. I climb off of him as lies on the ground, and quickly take my position straddling his hips.
Control.
I look at Connor as I lower myself onto his cock. His eyes close with pleasure, and open again when I shift my hips.
"Fuck."
I pump my legs, moving my hips up and down rapidly. My hands are on Connor’s glistening chest, his are groping my tits. I can feel myself about to cum. I’m thinking of nothing but myself, my body, my pleasure. I forget about him, throw my head back, and quicken my pace as I feel myself about to burst. Suddenly, Connor reaches up and yanks my hair, pulling my head down. With my chest pressed against his, he thrusts into me, and I moan as his cock slides in.
I hear his grunting in my ear, I feel his nails in my back, I feel our hips grind together.
My body constricts, and with one last thrust, we both come together. As Connor fills me with his cum, I wash him with mine. My entire body shakes as I roll into a violent orgasm, gripping at his hair and screaming as I climax. Connor’s hands move to my ass, and keep it firmly pushed against his cock as he finishes cumming inside of me. As we both finish, our postures slacken. I lie on top of him, and his hands move to my lower back as we both catch our breaths. After a few minutes, I climb off, and lie down a few inches away from him. My head is next to his knees, his is next to my ass, as we both close our eyes and relish in pleasure.
After I’ve regained my senses, I turn my head down to see his. He’s smiling again, and he’s tracing circles on my knees. I open my hand, and we lock fingers, lying on the ground covered with sweat and orgasm.
I wrote partone of this story as /u/forgonewilde, but ended up switching usernames. Sadly, I didn't save the first half, but this shouldn't be too rough to read on it's own.
Criticism always welcome.
domfran
"That was fun," he said. Even with my face buried in his chest, I could hear his smile. I pulled away just enough to tilt my head up, and his head ducked down to kiss me. The briefest of kisses, as he unwrapped his arms and placed his hands on my waist. "Let’s go," he said, as he pulled away and turned to gather my clothes. I realized he was planning on ending this here, and the idea was laughable to me. So I laughed. "No." I grabbed his hand, and guided it back to my waist. As his body returned to mine, I placed a hand on his chest, and another got lost in his hair. I kissed him softly, feeling electricity pass between our lips. It was a careful kiss, with the slightest of pressure. I pulled back and tilted my head the other way before I leaned in again. This time, more pressure. I sucked lightly on his bottom lip, and felt him return the gesture. With one hand remaining on my waist, Connor used another to hold my throat. I could feel the strength behind his hand, I could recognize that this man had the power to destroy me. The kisses became more urgent, nibbles became bites. As I felt his tongue dance with mine, I brought both my hands to his chest and pushed him away from the desk, just enough for me to slide off. As I’m standing up, my pelvis rubs his crotch. Already getting hard again.
Without the added elevation of the desk, I’m a lot shorter than Connor. He keeps kissing me, but moves his hands from my waist to my ass. He grabs and squeezes, as I kiss down his neck and graze my teeth against his skin. We’re dancing in circles now, and I begin pushing him against the wall. With his eyes closed, he’s surprised when his back hits the concrete behind him. He pulls away to look at where I’ve directed us, and I take this opportunity to pull his shirt off. As he slips it over his head, my hands are clawing his shoulders, my mouth is leaving marks on his chest, and I’m grinding my crotch against his. I’ve barely registered his hand in my hair before I feel him jerk my head and bite my lip. I move my hands to his belt buckle, and feel his move from my hair to the back of my neck. This time, I feel a slight pressure on my neck. I moan between kisses, and Connor takes my approval to choke me harder.
As karups 1 I’m pushing his pants down, he stops kissing me to bite my neck, never releasing my throat. His belt is unbuckled, his pants are undone, and he quickly lets go of me to peel his pants off. I can see his dick rock hard under his boxers, and take a second to appreciate the contours that shadows that’ve created his body. His arms are strong, his chest is taut. His body isn’t chiseled, but shows evidence of a summer spent running drills. I make a move towards him, my naked chest pressing against his. His body is indestructible. Mine is begging to be destroyed.
Still standing, our legs are entwined. Connor’s back against the wall again, I melt into him and kiss his chest. The kiss turns into a bite as I teasingly rub my crotch against his dick. One flimsy layer of fabric separates my cunt from his cock. As I press my lower half up against his, his hand moves to my ass and slaps the bare skin with an open hand. I gasp, and he quickly puts both of his hands on my waist and turns me around. Pulling my ass onto his crotch, he rubs his cock over my dripping pussy. It feels so fucking good, I can barely stand. I reach my hand behind me and hold his waist as I arch my back away from him. He kisses up my shoulders, then wraps an arm around my ribs and pulls my body parallel to his. Every inch of my back is touching every inch of his chest.
I need his cock in me.
I push his hands off of me and turn back around. I kiss his chest as I make my way down to my knees. Licking my way to the band on his underwear, I look up at him as I pull them down and take his throbbing cock into my hands. I run my flat tongue up the length of his shaft to get it nice and wet, and continue to lick it until it’s glistening with my saliva. As I’m covering his dick with my tongue, I notice Connor’s chest rapidly rising and falling. I kiss the inside of his thighs near as his balls, and look up to him. With eyes locked, I rub the tip of his cock over my closed lips. I wait until I hear my name.
"Anna."
I open my mouth and take the tip of his cock into my mouth, twisting my hand around the base at the same time. My tongue swirls around his dick as I suck for the first time. I hear him groan, and take this as opportunity to push my head down onto his dick, until my lips meet the base. Connor’s groan turns into a moan, and his hands change from playing in my hair to pushing my head further onto his cock. I can feel his dick down the back of my throat, and he tastes incredible. I come back up, locking eyes with him as he watches the length of his cock pass my wet lips. Again, I suck on tip, and move my hand up and down on the rest of his dick, maximizing his senses. I let my hands jack him off for a quick second as I move down to his balls, gently sucking on one and then flicking my tongue underneath the other. I hear him gasp, and move back to his cock. Developing a rhythm, there’s no more eye contact. I suck his dick, and all I can think about is making this as good as possible for him. It’s wet and sloppy, you can hear my slurps broken up by Connors breathing, moans, and occasional "fucking hell."
My mouth moves up and down his cock, leaving a mixture of saliva and pre-cum on both of us. I’m stroking his balls with one hand and digging my nails into his leg with the other, while rotating my head as it moves on his dick. The next time I come up for air, I feel Connor tugging me up by my hair. I stand up, breaking the string of saliva connecting my lips to his cock. Connor puts one hand to my face and kisses my lips, tasting himself. His other hand reaches down to my cunt and fingers me. He realizes I’m wet enough to take him right away. Connor pulls away from the kiss, resting his forehead on mine, as he brings his fingers up to my lips. I close my eyes and suck my juices off of him, and feel a quick kiss on my nose before his hands move to my ass. In a second, Connor has picked me up and pinned me against the wall he had occupied. The concrete digs into my skin, and I couldn’t give less of a shit about the scratches it would leave. My legs are wrapped around his waist, my hands around his neck. We kiss, and he rubs the tip of his dick over my pussy. Then he pulls away, and supports my weight with one hand while he guides his cock into me with the other. We look at each other as he slips into me, and Connor watches me close my eyes, open my mouth, and sigh in ecstasy. When his dick is in me, his hands return to my thighs. And he starts thrusting. Pinned up against the wall, his dick slams into my cunt over and over. The angle is perfect, and he is relentless. He fucks me like a toy, not caring about my pain or discomfort. Each time he thrusts into me, I feel our pelvises crash. I feel his cock filling me up, I rub his burning chest against mine, I taste the sweat on his shoulders.
It. Feels. So. Fucking. Right.
After a few minutes, Connor is grunting, close to cumming. I’m whimpering with pleasure, and my posture slackens as I struggle to keep my weight balanced. Connor pulls out, and this time, slips into me slowly and deeply. I feel every inch of him as it’s swallowed by my cunt. When he is in me completely, he keeps his body rigid against mine, feeling my walls against his throbbing cock.
With his dick still in me, Connor lifts me away from the wall. The breeze hits my back, and I tighten my grip around his neck. He turns around, and careful bends at the knees, sitting on the floor and bringing me with him. I climb off of him as lies on the ground, and quickly take my position straddling his hips.
Control.
I look at Connor as I lower myself onto his cock. His eyes close with pleasure, and open again when I shift my hips.
"Fuck."
I pump my legs, moving my hips up and down rapidly. My hands are on Connor’s glistening chest, his are groping my tits. I can feel myself about to cum. I’m thinking of nothing but myself, my body, my pleasure. I forget about him, throw my head back, and quicken my pace as I feel myself about to burst. Suddenly, Connor reaches up and yanks my hair, pulling my head down. With my chest pressed against his, he thrusts into me, and I moan as his cock slides in.
I hear his grunting in my ear, I feel his nails in my back, I feel our hips grind together.
My body constricts, and with one last thrust, we both come together. As Connor fills me with his cum, I wash him with mine. My entire body shakes as I roll into a violent orgasm, gripping at his hair and screaming as I climax. Connor’s hands move to my ass, and keep it firmly pushed against his cock as he finishes cumming inside of me. As we both finish, our postures slacken. I lie on top of him, and his hands move to my lower back as we both catch our breaths. After a few minutes, I climb off, and lie down a few inches away from him. My head is next to his knees, his is next to my ass, as we both close our eyes and relish in pleasure.
After I’ve regained my senses, I turn my head down to see his. He’s smiling again, and he’s tracing circles on my knees. I open my hand, and we lock fingers, lying on the ground covered with sweat and orgasm.
I wrote partone of this story as /u/forgonewilde, but ended up switching usernames. Sadly, I didn't save the first half, but this shouldn't be too rough to read on it's own.
Criticism always welcome.
domfran