Cross the Line

Cross the Line Cross the Line

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Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Summary

I woke up from this dream and couldn't wait to write it down. It was beyond steamy and I hope I expressed it appropriately. Thanks for reading :)

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Summary

I woke up from this dream and couldn't wait to write it down. It was beyond steamy and I hope I expressed it appropriately. Thanks for reading :)

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Submitted: July 18, 2017

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Submitted: July 18, 2017

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  After spending the evening with him, I couldn’t stand it anymore. We had been doing this dance for years and I was tired of waiting. I slid my ass up on his kitchen table. I stared at him as I slowly pulled my knees apart. My need for him had taken over all rational thought processes. He stared back at me as I offered myself up like a Thanksgiving feast. Legs spread, back arched, tits up. There was no mistaking what I wanted. He stepped to the edge of the table, standing between my legs. My body shook with need for him. I should be coy or ashamed or flirty, but I was none of those things. I wanted him and nothing else existed for me. I shifted my ass forward on the table and ground my hips against his body. I felt him through the many layers of fabric between us. We looked directly at each other. I had never felt more alive in all my life. I should be ashamed of trying to fuck a man through my clothes but I didn’t care at all. I held onto the edge of the table to get more leverage.  His hands grabbed my thighs to pull me harder against him. It was too much. A small orgasm came over me. Holy shit. This man was practically magical. I had never been this turned on in my life. I was fully clothed and could already feel how wet I was. Neither of us spoke. It wasn’t necessary. I kissed him. Finally! His lips were soft and warm. The sweet kiss quickly turned to fire. He grabbed my hair and I grabbed his as we lost ourselves in the feel of tongues and mouths. We kissed and licked each other hungrily.  I was consumed by him as we peeled clothes off the other. Neither of us was being polite. His beard scraped my nipple before he sucked it into his mouth for a quick moment, and before I could process the amazing sensation, he stuffed his thick cock into me. I was slick with anticipation and he slid in quickly. We both groaned. He felt more amazing than the hundreds of times I had imagined him. He grabbed my hips and thrust into me three times. Before I could even wrap my legs around him I came again. What would normally calm me only made me want more. I had waited too long for this. Our bodies wrapped around each other as our pace increased. His beard tickled my collar bone as I felt his breath in my ear. Neither of us cared that there was no foreplay, or that we were in his kitchen, or that the table was creaking beneath us. The tension between us had been palpable for years and all our desires and frustrations were coming out tonight. I clung to him as I came hard a third time, his dick slamming into me over and over again. My body shook against him as he lifted me off the now wet table and carried me to the bed, fucking and kissing me as we went. His lovemaking was nothing like I had imagined. I didn’t know it was possible to fuck someone so tenderly while slamming them into oblivion. I lightly pulled his head back by his hair as I kissed him as my back hit the bed. He plunged deep into me as I gasped into his mouth. I had never felt more confident or beautiful in all my life. His rhythm slowed slightly and I lifted my hips, fucking him from below. He responded by throwing my legs over his shoulders and plowing into me hard and fast. I could not help the sounds that escaped my lips as pleasure rushed through my body. He made a low, growling sound and I knew he was close. I shouted his name. As I felt his cum fill me I came again, a flood of ecstasy washing over me. We were both breathing hard from the frenzied scene that had just unfolded.  I kissed him sweetly as I stroked his face and smiled. The line had finally been crossed and I couldn’t be happier about it. 


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