never been taken like this before and it makes me feel so vulnerable and exposed.
Mitchell moves over the top of me in the missionary position and my heart almost stops.
I need him inside me!
“Take me Mitchell,” I moan.
I have never talked during sex before but this time, I can’t resist it. The words just fall out of my mouth.
“Take me,” I moan again.
His rock hard cock comes to my wet pussy and I almost come right there. This foreplay is more than anything I have ever experienced.
As he gently pushes himself into my pussy, a deep moan builds from within my soul. As he pushes in deeper, the moan escapes, humming against my lips.
I feel every part of his strong cock deep within my body.
Oh, that feels amazing.
He holds himself within me.
Yes…
Oh yes!
He looks down on me, still inside me, and studies me.
“You are so beautiful,” he moans with vulnerable eyes.
I don’t respond.
I don’t know what to say.
“Chloe, you are so sexy,” he continues, “Your body is amazing.”
His hands run all over my body, smoothing over my breasts with a touch filled with wonder. It feels so strange to be staring at this man while he is deep inside me.
“Take me,” I whisper to him.
He smiles, “When I am ready.”
He continues to run his hands over my breasts, setting my skin alight with his burning touch.
Suddenly he grips my hips hard. The look on his face changes…
Slam!
He thrusts himself deep into my body, forcing my body into the couch. The aggression on his face is clear.
Slam!
He pounds into me.
My eyes almost pop out of my head. My arms wrap around his strong shoulders, holding onto his body. My pussy becomes alive.
“Yes!” I scream.
I have never felt aggressive passion like this before. I have read about it in books, but never have I felt the power of a man so strong.
“Yes!”
He is relentless.
Non-stop, he pounds into me. This man is dominating my body.
“Yes!!”
He pulls my hands from over his shoulders and pins my wrists to the couch. I try to resist against his strength but it is no use. His hands are heavy, holding me still on the couch.
Oh, he is strong…
“Fuck yes!” I squeal as I try to wrestle against him.
My hair throws around and I can’t control my body.
Fuck!
Yes!
Mitchell tosses me around with strength, treating me as a piece of meat. I love it. I love being used and dominated.
He withdraws and pushes me onto my hands and knees, and I happily obey his demands. I rest on the couch and he stands up behind me, bringing his hard cock to my wetness.
Without hesitation, he drives his member deep into my pussy, forcing me forward. I try to push back against the couch but he is so forceful. As he rams me, my head is squashing up against the cushion.
“Yes…”
The material of the couch now muffles my words.
Gripping my hips, he attacks my pussy with quick, hard thrusts full of primal aggression.
“Fuck!” he groans as he powers into me.
Orgasm floods over me and I am lost.
My world is gone.
My skin tingles as he attacks me with his cock. He grabs a fistful of my hair, tugging on it hard as he pounds into me. My head pulls back in pain, but right now, I love the feeling.
This powerful, arrogant bastard owns me.
Slam!
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I scream as he thugs my hair back.
Mitchell slams into me hard. He grips my hair tight with force. My head is back. His body is trembling.
His groan vibrates through my soul as he spills his seed. I feel him come with pleasure.
He puffs deeply and he rocks in and out of me. Mitchell collapses onto the couch beside me as I realize how sore my pussy will be tomorrow. I am going to struggle to walk.
Wow…
I fall into his muscular body, dizzy in the orgasm he took me on. I have never felt like this. I have never even felt close to this. This… this was something else.
Mitchell grins, closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep