The words game I play

hornywe15

After sucking and playing with his dick to my heart's content, I sat on him. His dick was deep inside me. Our eyes stayed connected, I said, "I want to enjoy all those playboys, get the best of what they have to offer and then say goodbye". His hand crawled touching my ass and my back and he pulled me close to him and said, "This is super hot". He kissed me and I continued riding him. His look turned so wild and the way he looked at me made me go crazy. I felt more wet and slippery. "I love it when you are your true self and talk your heart out even though it's dirty and don't pretend to be otherwise", he said. His dick made stupendous movements inside me as he spoke. I was dripping in pleasure. Till then my knees were touching the mattress and now I raised them as if I am sitting on a chair with my legs wide open. Our eyes were fixed at each other's and he slapped my left boob, touching a little more than my nipple. It startled me and it hurt. Instantly there came the next slap to the other boob! An unexpected and intense groan came out of me. The cowgirl in me became the horse itself and went for a wild ride and then laid down on him with his dick still inside. Then his brawny strokes followed! I was neither on Earth nor in heaven. I was floating somewhere in the middle. Our warm breath mixed with each other's brought out a pungent smell. His strokes were shaking the whole of me. I was rocking from front to back. I have no idea how he takes all my weight and continue those strokes. I certainly love it, lust for it. I slowly got down and lie beside him. He turned me and got inside me from behind in spooning position. His strokes went from strong then hard and then wild. Also his hand kept fondling my boobs with some pinches to the nipples from time to time. As his strokes got harder, my mind got dirtier. I told him what kind of things I want to happen with me and how, in details (Keep those to us for now). I play with words and he plays with me. I told him I was his personal slut and he can have me and use me the way he wants. He held my hair carefully, made it a ponytail and pulled as he kept pounding me. He whispered in my ears, "You have become a complete slut". I moaned and ****reamed. I am sure all the neighbors had cum several times till then, just by listening to the sounds we made. And we too were on our way to orgasm. The way he touches, the way we slide skin to skin drives me crazy. It's a blast of love and lust. We came almost together. As I write this I remember how his dick felt inside me when I came and when he came.****e****ribe those sensations. Our toes stretch out and m****nds hold whatever they get around; pillow, mattress, bed sheet or his arms or thighs, whatever. "It was fucking good, I said". And he covered me with the quilt and held me for some time. I know how he gets up slowly to freshen up without disturbing me. He did it again. I smile (thinking of the pleasure) in my mind and pretend to sleep. I love this man! I so love him.
~She

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