Rough iron

Rough iron Rough iron

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Thoughts and feelings of a random girl during sex with her partner.

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Thoughts and feelings of a random girl during sex with her partner.

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Submitted: August 15, 2012

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Submitted: August 15, 2012

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I got angry when he rejected my attempt to suck him.

I don't really trust in words, that's why I like to feel loved by actions. But not believing in his words makes me uneasy. I want to be asured that he enjoys my touch. It has always been my dream to suck my beloved's dick while penetrating one finger inside him. Searching his good spot and knowing he feels good because of his accelerate breathing or his pants. First I would do it slowly to let him get used to it, but then I would do it rougher and rougher, using two of my fingers and deepthroting.

I decided I would be totally silent to show him my discontentment. But I was aroused. I tried to calm down controlling my breath: breath in, breath out, breath in, 'hn'. Little sounds scaped through my lips. My efforts to concentrate in breathing were completely in vain. I couldn't stop myself from imagining my lover's dick in my mouth and feeling his inside in my fingers. I could feel his hot breath caress my thigh. One of his hands was feeling usless and restless so I guided it to my mouth while touching lightly my nude torso. It felt hot inside my mouth. I felt like melting. I thought that maybe he felt uncomfortable with his arm streched while realizing a cunnilingus. 

Having his fingers in my mouth the plesure just increased so I just gave up. I didn't want to suppress myself anymore, I didn't want to feel angry anymore. I stroked his head as a token gesture. He looked to me with a wild expression. I decided to take the lead. I took the condom of the night table and put it on his still intact penis. I stood on my knees, his hands brushed my waist and moved forward to my back as I got closer to him. When I sensed skin contact and his arms huging me as usual, I took his penis with four fingers of my right hand and, relaxing my legs and hips, put it inside me. His kisses spreading over my breast, my neck, my shoulders,... My inside so full of him; hot because of him. 'I have to make the most of it' I thought. I knew I wouldn't be on top for a long time. The gentleness of the begining lasted less than other times. As the plesure increased both our movements became more and more forceful. The kisses from before became bites and my caresses turned into grasps on his hair and neck. 

When arriving at such extent, my mind always goes completely blank. I lose all sense of time and even space. But I'm constantly concious of him, his movements, his sounds, his gaze. 

Although I felt lost staring at his beads of sweat sliding down his jaw, I did notice this already well-known change in his voice. I also like him like that; when he is not my boyfriend anymore, but a beast. He is worried, thinking I hate it when he loses control. I'll tell him that I actually like it if he lets my dream become true. 

I looked at him trying to let him know I'd already realised it, hiding any sign of satisfaction. He took my shoulders and pushed me down. Trying to control himself he lied down on me and started moving inside me, slowly. The speed increased and so did the distance between our bodies. He grabbed my legs and spread them. He started thrusting slowlier but really rough. I was almost at my limit. I couldn't control myself anymore. My voice, my facial expressions, my muscles, my desires. 'Harder'. 'Deeper'. I belived they were just thoughts inside my mind, but I was actually almost screaming it out loud. To my surprise, he hugged my torso and put me on top, just like we started. I looked at him in the eye. I wanted to tell him I couldn't move. But he understood my gaze, I still wander what expression I was doing. I put my arms around his neck and he put his on my hips. He started moving my hips. He making me move made me be more aware of his cock filling me. If it continued like that I would be the first to reach the climax. I let my head fall on his shoulder naturally and the sounds I couldn't control were whispered in his ear. He responded bitting my neck extremely eroticaly. I couldn't hold back anymore. 'I'm totally at my limit...' It was my last effort. We were fully connected. He held his breath and bit my trapezius. At the touch of his heat my voice delared the end. 

He was sitted on the edge of the bed, showing me his back. I couldn't stop staring. There still were beads of sweat. I was thinking that maybe the ones I saw before were still there. He was clearly irritated with himself. If I had to wait for him, I would have fallen asleep. I asked him if something was wrong. 'It's almost a rape' he said touching my legs. As I took his hand I realised there were bruises where he had grabed me before. I looked him in the eye. 'I think that to say my enjoyment was evident is an understatment' I told him while smiling. We kissed very tenderly and hugged. I noticed he was startled, and he started licking my trapezius. The smell of iron filled the room. 


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