This is my first attempt to narrate how I want to have sex with my partner.
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The night was something to remember. I don’t even remember how many rounds of intense action knocked both of us off, but the energy, the desire, and the wild passion of lust were just animalistic. Like two wild animals in heat, we fucked, sucked, bit, and savored each other in a trance until both of us were unable to move, think, or dress back up.
We fell asleep drenched in each other’s sweat, saliva, and cum. The air felt thick and smelled like pure lust. Such nights are somewhat rare, but the feeling is unforgettable. Two bodies and minds overwhelmingly synchronized with so much desire that it exploded violently, still searching and exploring for more, more, and more. The only thing that could stop us was our depleting ability and energy to move, and we exhausted every bit of it last night. I was awake in the morning, and in a minute, my cock was erect again from the thoughts of last night alone.
I looked to the side, but she was up already. From the sound coming out of the kitchen, I assumed she was washing the dishes. I slowly walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and walked towards the kitchen.
It was 9 o’clock already, and she was still washing dishes. She was wearing a hoodie, sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and that pretty little ass was covered with grey shorts. Obviously, no panties, I could say. She was wearing a top inside the hoodie, and I couldn’t make out whether she was wearing a bra. Looks like I need to find out myself.
I slowly walked up to her, hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear, “Good morning, sexy!”
She smiled. My mood was obvious from the way I pressed my crotch against her ass cheeks. She gently bent a bit forward, moved her butt cheeks, and placed my fully erect cock between those two hot and soft pillows.
“You’re in a good mood.” Her voice was silky, soft, and I felt it had a hidden “yaaay” there somewhere.
She turned her face slightly to her right towards me. I kissed her cheek, brushed her lips with mine. Her breath smelled wonderful. She pushed her ass cheeks further back. My cock was now fully locked and loaded. I put my hand over her stomach, hugged her tightly, and pulled her towards me. She was now leaning towards me, pushing her breasts out forward and rubbing her ass over my cock. I had slowly started to rub my cock over her ass, moving my hips.
My hand moved up into her top inside the sweatshirt she was wearing. I opened the zipper of the shirt, moved my hand up towards her breasts slowly. I felt the hairs on her neck standing up in a wave of chill. She sighed and moaned.
“Aaahhh.”
With both my hands, I cupped her breasts inside the thin top she was wearing and squeezed them gently. Nothing rough in the morning itself, no. It should be like the morning sun: warm, gentle, and slow.
“Aaah. Mmmmmm.”
She gasped and dropped her head forward as I cupped and softly squeezed her boobs. I felt a huge chunk of her bodyweight on my hands as she dropped her upper body weight onto my hands holding her breasts. I pressed them harder.
“Aaahhh. Harder.” She whispered. Her body slowly moved in a wavy fashion to match up with my squeezing. She was enjoying it.
My cock was melting between her ass cheeks. This was crucial if I wanted to make the final move. Sex is not a competition. It’s a journey you take with your partner. You have to make sure she’s there where you are.
I put my face in the side of her neck. Not kissing. Just placed my cheek there. She flinched, expecting a sudden tickle, but stayed calm as she felt my warm, comfortable warmth and breath. This was new to her. The usual rush and hunger to eat her out was not there. Even though it was there, I was controlling it. She was enjoying it. She felt my hand slowly moving downwards from her breasts. One hand still explored both her boobs, pressing, squeezing, slowly teasing her nipples, and shaking both boobs.
My other hand moved down through the side of her body. It gently slid over her ribs, the stomach, the hip, and cupped the flesh in her stomach. The soft fat of her navel was being squeezed like I was enjoying a soft plushy pillow. She felt my hand moving further down through her trimmed pubic hairs, holding and pulling them. She was ready. She felt a gentle double tap on her right inner thigh, an order to spread her legs apart. I obliged with a gasp.
“Ooohhhh.”
She put her arms on the side of the wash basin, bent forward with her upper body, and pushed her waist back. I took the cue, slowly placed my hand over her stomach, and brought her closer from behind.
Leaning her over me towards the back, my hand moved slowly up over her chest, underneath the top. My hand found its way up through the middle of her breasts. My palm gently found her neck and cupped it perfectly.
My fingers covered a whole side of her slender, soft neck, thumb on the other side, and my palm pressed against her windpipe. Her breath trembled as she felt my whole forearm between her breasts and my hand holding her neck. She was between me from both sides. My hand tightened around her neck, slowly turning her face to the side. Her eyes were half shut. I turned her face to the side and gently placed my lips over hers. A soft, elaborate, no-hurry kiss. I savored her lips, slowly sucking her upper and lower lips softly, slowly but deeply.
“Mmmmm. Aaahhh.”
She expected an attack, but this was unprecedented. An attack, nevertheless, but with tenderness and love. I swiftly lifted my forearm and moved it away from her body. The top that covered her body slowly slid up through my hand, revealing her stomach. I lifted my hand further up, and her beautiful melons were freed.
“Aaahhhh. Mmmmmm.”
She felt the gentle morning breeze on her nipples and flinched. I gently pushed her forward, and my grip on her neck loosened. I grabbed the fabric of her top, which was now like a belt, raised it above her chest, exposing her breasts. She was enjoying the sensation of being grabbed and violated in an open space. Her breasts, free and open in her kitchen, being fondled by her husband out in the open. She felt my hand moving downwards.
She slowly moved her body, wanting me to take that very small piece of shorts covering her ass. She felt me cupping her ass over the fabric. In a swift pull, I lowered her ass cheeks from that tiny short.
“Aaahhh.”
She let out a scream as my palm placed a slap of appreciation on both her ass cheeks. The fleshy bubbles were red in a second. My track pants had already vanished minutes ago. The sensation of her warm, fleshy ass sent shockwaves through my veins, as my fully erect cock pressed against her ass crack. I lowered her coiled-up shorts further down. I extended my fingers and touched her pussy from behind. She helped by pushing her ass further back.
“Ooohhhhhh.”
She let out a moan as she felt my fingers explore her wet pussy lips. I ran my fingers over the closed-up yet dripping wet pussy, as she trembled and stood on her toes. I tapped on her inner thigh to spread her wider.
“Mmmmmm.” She smiled and spread her legs wide apart for me to see.
As she bent over the countertop, pushing her ass out, spreading her legs apart, I sat behind her, admiring her clean-shaven wet cunt. I brought my face closer. She felt my warm breath on her pussy lips. She was impatient and said, “Ooohhh, suck my wet pussy.”
I held her ass cheeks with both my hands, spread them wide open, and French kissed her glistening, shiny, wet pussy like an ice cream cone.
“HAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
She screamed and wiggled as she felt my tongue running through the length of her pussy and pushing on her clitoris like it was a button. She gasped and forgot to breathe as my teeth explored her womanhood, and a bite on her sweating cunt landed her on the moon. Her toes barely touching the ground, she shivered and wiggled as she couldn’t control her body anymore.
“Oh, God. Yess. Yess. Like that. Aaahhh. Don’t stop. Oooohhhh. Fucckkkk!”
She wanted more. She wanted my cock to fuck her then and there. She screamed, “FUCKKKK MEEE. GOD. AAAHHHHHH!”
I heard her loud and clear. I pushed my face deep in between her ass cheeks and pushed my tongue deep into her pussy. She suddenly let out a big moan.
“Aaahhhh. Fuuccckkkk.”
As I moved my tongue in and out of her pussy, she spread her legs and pushed herself onto my face in a trance, inching towards an early morning kinky orgasm.
“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!”
Her legs shook, her grip on the table tightened, her body arched, and her mouth opened wide with her eyes half closed as she exploded onto my face with a loud scream. I quickly pulled my face back, watched her pussy tighten and squirt her juices as it trembled and pulsated in quick succession.
I quickly put my thumb in her pussy, grabbed and pressed her pussy lips and clit, and gave a wild finger fuck.
“Aaaarrrggghhhhhh. Aaaaahhhhh!”
Her clit and pussy were getting rushed and massaged between my fingers. Her pussy lips were swollen like a juicy momo, leaking like a faulty faucet, and beating and pulsating like her heart itself.
I moved my hand hard and fast in and out of her pussy. If I put two or three fingers, it would have gone through like butter since the lubrication was phenomenal.
I stood up slowly, still fingering her, torturing her, and with one hand deep in her pussy, I bent her backwards towards me, leaned her towards me, and grabbed her jiggling breasts with my other hand. The sweatshirt and top were still there.
She felt a strange sensation. It was so new. She was dressed, but not dressed. She was out in the open but inside, even though in such an environment and situation, she was feeling so free.
The bodily pleasure had turned into something else. In her kitchen, on the slab, she was getting her pussy pounded like in a porn movie, moaning and squirming. Her juices were on the floor, and she still wanted more. She bent over the counter, pushed her ass out more, and with the energy she had, she said, “Fuck me. Fuck me here. Fuck me!”
I was ecstatic. I freed both my hands, put them in front of her body, and held both her breasts, lifted her up onto me, squeezed them hard, and turned her slightly towards the side. I took her lips in my mouth, kissed her deeply, practically eating her mouth, and went in to explore her mouth with my tongue. She was gasping for air as she broke off the kiss.
“Aaaarrrghhh!”
She looked at me like a starving lioness and slapped me across my face. Stunned, I stood there in a pause when she came a millimeter close to me and whispered in a growling voice, “Fuckkkk me!”
I turned her over, lifted her knee from behind. As she moaned, “Aaarrghhhhhhhhh,” I opened her pussy from behind. The sound of two full-power slaps echoed in the kitchen, and my palm prints imprinted on her butt cheeks.
“Ooohhhh. Gooodd!”
She roared. I placed my palm on her pussy and clit, dug it deep to bring out as much pussy juice as possible, and smeared it all over her pussy lips. She moved under my grip. I took my cock, fully erect, and placed it at the entrance of her pleasure hole. I leaned in, grabbed her hair on the back of her head, lifted her face up, and whispered, “Here I come!”
She felt a heavy thrust and a fireball exploding into her pussy as I pushed my fully erect cock deep into her pussy. Her voice peaked, “Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
My hip made a loud clapping noise as she felt it crash on her ass. She let out a heavy gasp of air as her lungs gasped for air.
“Haaaahhhhh.”
I kept at it with heavy blows strong enough to rip her open. My cock moved in and out of her pussy in fast succession.
She felt like she was slowly being lifted in the air. Her eyes went black. Her breath was all over the place. Her body was completely out of her control. She moaned in a mechanical, uncontrollable trance.
“Aaahh. Oohhhh. Aaarghh. Yesss. Yess. Haaa. Fuckkkk. Yeaahhhh. Oohhhh. God!”
The noise of our fucking echoed in the kitchen. The wet clapping noise was all that could be heard over her moans. I finally slowed down. I moved my cock inside her pussy slowly.
I placed the head of my dick on the tip of her pussy. Slowly entered her, sliding through her wet inner walls, feeling every contour, every muscle, every fold of her vaginal wall with the sensitive head of my cock.
I felt her body moving. I knew she wanted more. I slowly increased my speed. Her pussy tightened around my cock. She held me tight. I pulled and pushed my cock in and out as I increased my speed. I held her hair, pulled her back, and lifted her off the counter, fucking her deep and fast. I pulled her hair with one hand, placed my other hand over her exposed, hanging, jiggling breasts, and squeezed them hard and tight.
“Aaaahhhhhh.”
I pinched her nipples and pushed them deep into her breasts. She screamed as her pain was turning her on and pushing her far beyond her limits. I moved my cock in and out of her pussy, standing and not letting her move, in a deadlock. She sounded like a roaring wild animal.
“Aaarrghhhhh. Fuccckkkk. Yeeessss. Fucckkkkk!”
I pounded her pussy, laying her on the counter. Her upper body supported on the counter, and her breasts jiggling under her, I fucked her in doggy style, holding her waist, spreading her ass cheeks, and spanking her ass in moments of passion.
“Aawww.”
“Aaah.”
“Haaa.”
“Aaah.”
“Uffff.”
“Haaa.”
“Aaahh.”
She let out slight moans of weak protests, but in vain. She was too weak, too deep in pleasure, and was feeling too good in a sex induced comatose. Her hips were trembling, her knees were not touching the ground anymore, and my thrusts were raining fireworks into her insides.
“Aaaahhh. Oooohhhhh.”
“Aaawwwwww.”
She held my hip, pushed it deep inside herself, and she squirted out in a half-conscious state of mind.
“Aaarrrggghhhhh. Fuccckkkkkk.”
Her growl had it all. The climax of all the lust that had built up since she woke up in the morning and saw my morning wood. She wanted to eat me out right there, but controlled herself for a morning fuck. She knew the no-panty, no-bra outfit would break me. Now the objectives have been gloriously achieved.
Just as she was finishing that thought, lying on that countertop, she felt my face on her breast. I was playfully licking and sucking on her breast. She looked down.
“What are you doing?”
I said with a smile, “Breakfast!”
I grabbed both her breasts from below, pressed them hard, and took them in my mouth, one at a time. I sucked her breast, taking it deep into my mouth, and moved my tongue over the nipple and areola.
I poked it with the tip of my tongue, and she felt like the nipple was going to explode. She moaned, tried to push me away, laughing. I responded by putting my arms around her waist, lifting her from the countertop, placing her on my waist, and walking towards the bedroom.
We hugged, kissed, sucked, and bit each other’s faces and mouths like two hungry wild animals as we walked away for another round of steamy, hot sexual adventure.
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