Before I know it, a slapping sound fills the room and a stinging sensation spreads across my left ass cheek. I can’t stop a moan from escaping.
“Fuck, sorry.” He winces. “I just can’t help myself around you. You make me lose control,” he whispers to my back.
“Lose it. I need you losing it with me.” I push my ass out more. He groans when it connects to his throbbing dick.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes, Matt.” I turn my head around to look him in the eyes. “I want it.”
He gulps.
“You say stop, I stop, OK?”
“I say stop, you stop,” I repeat.
He lands two more slaps in succession, and my moans turn to desperate whimpers.
He wastes no time before guiding his cock into me. Our moans are almost harmonious, mine higher and his lower as my soaked pussy takes all of him.
“You feel so good,” I coo.
He grabs my shoulders and pulls me back up. My back arches as he positions a hand around my neck. Another whimper escapes me.
He pumps into me from behind, slapping his hips against my ass while applying pressure to my throat. My hands are on his hips, holding on for dear life, and I’m hoping I’ll leave nail marks.
His other hand travels down to my clit, stroking it a few times before bringing it back to my nipple.
Cum soaked fingers circle and pinch my nub as inevitable pleasure builds within me.
“Yes! Yes!” I yell.
“You like it? You like my cock fucking you hard? Fuck, you take it so well. This soaked pussy will make me come so hard.” His dirty words push me closer to the edge.
“You want it harder?” I nod my head eagerly, ready to explode.
Breath escapes me as he groans loudly, tightening the grip on my throat. Every sensation expands tenfold. Every inch ofmy skin is hot and prickled, and my clit pulses with the need to come. Darkness starts to creep up in my vision and he takes his hand away.
“Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop!” I beg, thoughts of tipping the scales long gone.
His hand comes back to my throat, squeezing, adding the perfect amount of pressure. My mind grows fuzzy, but his cock pumps faster inside of me.
Just as the lack of breath becomes painful, he releases my throat. The hit of oxygen triggers my orgasm and I spasm around him, my hoarse voice filling the room.
“Shit, you’re gripping me so good,” he says before groaning out in pleasure. I feel his cock twitch inside of me, filling me with his cum. The moment freezes as we try to catch our breath, our bodies slick with sweat.
He lays a gentle kiss on my shoulder and a shiver runs through me. His cum drips down my thigh as he exits me slowly.
I’m not sure what this was, but sex is an understatement.
A soft hand trails my neck. “Are you ok?” he asks, his voice soothing.
“Pretty good.” My lips turn up and his mouth stretches into a lazy smile.
“The bathroom?” I show him the door to the right.
“Hope it’s okay I use this,” he says, returning with a damp towel.
“Sure,” I reply as he drags the towel over my oversensitive pussy.
