Last Night

We walked together through the dark, quiet house. Passing into the bedroom, our playground, our hands touched fleetingly. I doused the lights, and closed the door. With a soft click I heard the lock fall into place. She unbuttoned her pants, and slid them down over her hips and to the floor. As she stood, I pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. As she unbound her breasts from her bra, I hooked my fingers into the sides of her panties and slid them to the floor; I could smell her excitement as I knelt. Standing, I embraced her naked form and pulled her to me, my engorged shaft straining against my own pants. Her hands sought me out, and with practiced ease I stood before her naked, her hands wrapped lovingly around my shaft and stroking it.

I pushed her to the bed and forced her on her back. She spread her legs for me and I began to kiss her thighs. I was on my hands and knees on the bed, my fingers exploring her hole as my tongue lashed her. She gripped me harder and stroked me with more force, and I arched my back Trabzon Escort and delved into her with my tongue. She moaned and gasped, and I could feel her pulse quicken.

"I want you in me," she whispered, running her hands down my back and through my hair.

I stood up, and walked off the bed, returning with two colored toys. I dipped the one in lubricant and began to massage her anus with my finger. I worked the tip of my finger in and she gasped. I then followed with the lubricated toy, slowly working it into her.

"Oh be gentle," she moaned as it was slowly inserted into her.

Halfway through, I forced it in to the base.

"Oh no!" she cried out, her backside suddenly full.

I worked it around in a circular motion, and I relished the look of pleasure and pain on her face. With one hole filled, I inserted a longer one into her front. Once both were in place, I placed my open hand onto her, covering both their bases. I began to push rhythmically against them, and she responded in kind by moving Trabzon Escort Bayan her hips in sync with my exertions. I reached down and stroked myself while I toyed with her. My desire for her overwhelmed me, and I abandoned the toys inside her. I moved around and grabbed her hair and forced myself into her mouth. She rolled over onto her knees and took me, I could feel the warmth and softness of her mouth and throat surround me. Holding her head in place I moved my hips back and forth forcing myself into and out of her. She dutifully took me, until she coughed and turned her head away choking, and I released her hair.

"Fuck me," she begged. "Oh, please fuck me! I want you inside me. Put it inside me."

I repositioned myself behind her and pulled out the front plug quickly.

"Oh shit!" she gasped as she raised her rear slightly, preparing herself for what was next.

I reached down and grabbed myself, and rubbed against her. Her hot wetness drew me in, and with one quick hip motion I entered Escort Trabzon her.

"Oh yes," she gasped as I began to work her, her other side still filled.

My hands grabbed her ass cheeks and I squeezed them roughly as I listened to my stomach slap against her cheeks. I could feel myself building up, and I began to pump her with an animalistic frenzy. I wanted to be released, to feel myself empty into her. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, pulling her towards me as I shuddered with my orgasm. I continued to force myself into her but with a clear mind now. I focused on a strong, deep rhythm. She responded by burrowing her head into the bed and sheets, moaning.

"I want to cum!" she cried out. "I can't stop it...can't stop. Let me cum, oh let me cum."

Silently I continued to pump myself into her. I could feel her muscles beginning to tense, her body wanted to be released. She threw her head back and rose up on her hands, pushing herself against me, driving me deeper.

"Fuck!" she moaned. "Oh fuck I'm going to cum...Fuck I'm going to cum."

Her body trembled and with a cry she went slack, collapsed down upon the bed, still on her knees, myself deep within her...spent. Her breathing was ragged and labored, and as I kissed her back I could taste her salty sweet sweat from her trials.