Rough Edges

Rough Edges Rough Edges

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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sex

Summary

First erotica I have ever written. Tell me what you think? XD

Tags

sex

Summary

First erotica I have ever written. Tell me what you think? XD

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Submitted: August 16, 2012

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Content

Submitted: August 16, 2012

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With a strong, steely grip, he pulls me towards him, filling up the tiny gap between us. Our bodies are pressed tight together and I can feel the weight of him cementing me to the bed. It isn’t enough. I need him closer. I place a hand behind his head, pulling his face closer. Our lips meet in a hungered frenzy, and I catch his bottom lip in my teeth, gently. His grip tightens on my hips, only adding to my aching need. Searching with my fingers, I find the edge of his shirt, helping him to pull it over his head. Pale skin stretched tight over muscle meets my hungry eyes. More. I want more of him; need more of him.

I reach for his pants, but he’s already at work, unfastening the button. In no time at all, yet in not enough time, he’s pulling my pants to my ankles. In seconds, I feel his hot body pressing against mine once more without the shield of clothing. His manhood is hard and stiff against my belly as he leans in for one more kiss before finding my entrance. Forcefully, he shoves himself inside me. I can feel myself stretch painfully, compensating for his size. With warm, rough hands he grabs me by the ribs in a crushing grip to support himself.


Each thrust hammers into me like angry waves on a stormy night. I whimper softly in his ear, whether more from pain or pleasure, I don’t know. From his bruising hold to the furious thrusts, my body begs for mercy yet begs for more at the same time. My nails dig deep into his back, clawing their way down as I scream and moan his name. As if to torture me, he slows his pace, thrusting with more delicacy, slowing down the build in my body. Leaning back, he pins my knees to my chest, continuing to thrust at this slower speed. My tensing muscles pull into a tight stretch. His dick pushes even deeper into me, though how this is possible, I do not know. Sliding himself out, he uses his fingers to press and rub against my clit. Stretching my arms over my head, I tell him to pin them down, to take full possession of me. He does as I request, pushing himself back into my wet warmth. Again his thrusts are powerful, painful, but I don’t complain. I let him do what he wants to me. I can feel my insides tighten and swell, building towards climax. He too is ready to release his fluids into me, I can tell by the increasing strength in his grip. Again, my nails rip well-worn paths down his back as I suck in one last shuddering breath before I climax, being filled with ecstasy.


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