I want to do everything for you. Part 1

We have known each other for a long time. He is quite a bit older than me. We are from different worlds. We had an affair, secret. Dizzying sex, passion, separation and pain. He left my city when his business trip ended. I even agreed to marry him, but then he left and I cooled down. He wrote that for some time we planned the future, but everything passed. We parted, if I may say so, quarreled in the trash …

I remember all his numbers by heart. I don’t know, but something periodically makes him write the notorious “hello”. He is offended. He answers with anger, then we start talking a little, and then we swear again. Nothing works. Then, unexpectedly, a message from him .., now I don’t care. Swing, such a swing for several years.

And then again I received a message from him on icq. I don’t want to start something with him, because I already have a calm life arranged. But I cannot resist him. He writes himself, he drives me on, he himself confesses to me in desperate love and immediately hates me. And I remember everything that we had, I desperately want it. He has some kind of prohibition, fire, at the same time tenderness and animal sexuality … I’m interested in him, I’m interested in him. We calm down, we begin to communicate in a more measured way. With each of his “beloved” I defrost more and more. After some time, all thoughts are occupied only by him, this feeling returns again … I love him, I want him.

We arranged to meet. The meeting must be at the club. I go there, I know that he is already here. I look for him through the eyes, I can’t find it, I’m worried, I’m nervous, I feel sexy, beautiful, scared. He may already see me. Surely sees. Shivering through the body. I’m scared, I go to the bar, order a whiskey. I smoke. My nerves are on edge, I don’t know how he will behave when he comes up, what he says. IT. I feel that this is it. He comes up from behind, runs his hand over my half-naked back, bends down to my neck, I feel his breath on my skin, kisses … Goosebumps, all in goose bumps. He turns me to his chair, and I see his eyes … They have everything, for the first time I see everything in my eyes – love, hatred, that I have not been with him for so long, desire, tenderness, fire, how he missed … It’s probably the same in my eyes. He hugs me and the world stops. We cannot let go of each other. I love him, how could we not be together so much?

I want to feel him, I want to surrender to him. We kiss and I can feel his arousal. My nipples are stone from the very beginning, they are waiting for his lips, but not here. We enjoy each other’s presence, he sits down next to us, orders us to drink. This is good, otherwise the brain will go crazy with excitement, with happiness, with emotions. We’re just talking, he holds my hand in his and strokes his fingers. Even from these touches, from the contemplation of this inside me, as if lightning strikes – desire. It is simply impossible to talk to him when he caresses me with his eyes. We call a taxi and go to the apartment. In the car we kiss without stopping, he caresses my chest, puts his hand between my legs, everything is wet, my girl is waiting for him. I am ready to allow him everything, I want to do everything for him …

Night, ringing silence, but in it you can hear the beating of our hearts, our breath, everything drives us crazy. We cannot tear ourselves away from each other, undressing throughout the apartment, we find ourselves at the bedside. But we both want to stretch the pleasure, to feel every second. He undresses me, I undress him. He puts me on the bed and starts kissing, caressing me everywhere. It is difficult for him to restrain himself, his desire to pounce on me, as it was before. And this tenderness on the verge is driving me crazy. He kisses my breasts, but can’t stand it and bites her. I bend over, another lightning strikes me. I love him, he loves me. He can no longer be gentle, his fingers in my pussy. They are persistent, he massages my clitoris and he sharply and strongly enters his fingers into me. This is incredible, I am no longer here, I am in the world of pleasure, sex, passion. I can’t wait any longer, and he doesn’t have the strength to endure – he abruptly and deeply enters me. Oh, how I missed his penis, ideal, such, from the very sight of which I start to flow. It goes into me so deeply that it hurts, but I love this pain. He growls, picks up the pace and an explosion occurs in my body, my every cell beats in orgasm, and he also ends, he presses me to him so much that we become one organism. I want to live in this state …

We rest, smoke, without getting out of bed, without letting go of each other. We are talking. His voice excites me, envelops me in waves.

I want more. I know he wants it too. In his eyes the familiar fire lights up, he ceases to be himself, he becomes imperious, a little rough. He gets up, puts me on my knees in front of him, and I begin to give him a blowjob. I know that from my blowjob he gets high, that he can cum, but I want to pull pleasure. He decides differently, he takes my head and starts roughly fucking me in the mouth. I hadn’t done a deepthroat before, but I was hoping that someone would force me to do it. Of course it’s him. Only he is allowed everything, he himself takes whatever he wants. My tears are flowing, I do not have enough air, I am all burning from excitement, from his aggression, in this he takes out the pain that I caused him.

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