Sunday, 7 June 2015

Fantasy (Part 3)

Continued after Fantasy Part 2
(Warning: Graphic sexual contents) 


I take my time running my palms down his lovely chest, slowly sliding my hand down his abdomen, I traced his pelvic bone with my finger tip before brushing his hair with the back of my hand and skimming over his erection. I flick my eyes to his and find them regarding me carefully. When I move in closer, he takes the opportunity to lower his forehead onto mine, blessing me with his signature minty breath. 

We’re surrounded by steam now, condensation settling all over us, and I can see his chest hair dampening, dripping to his skin as I smooth my palms over his tight, extraordinary ass.

‘I love this.’ I whisper, molding my palms over his cheeks.

He rolls his forehead against mine. ‘ It’s all yours, love.’

I smile my approval and smooth my palms back to the front, grasping his thick,pulsing arousal at the base. ‘I really love this.’

He groans in appreciation,swooping down to claim my lips, raiding my mouth possessively, forcing me to release my grip of his hard length and take my hand back to his ass. I’m yanked into his chest, getting a full impact blow of hardness pushed into my groin. I’m already commencing build up. His massive erection pointing straight at me. It’s twitching,it wants in. And the drop of moisture that’s beading on the tip tells me this is going to be a shock and awe moment. I’m right . I’m swiftly grabbed around the waist and pulled upwards against his heaving body.

‘Get your thighs around my waist.’ He growls against my neck, as he sucks and bites at me. I comply without a thought, wrapping my legs around his waiting body when he lifts me, his arousal slipping over my swollen entrance, causing a desperate cry to escape my mouth.

‘Oh God.’ I gasp.

He crashes his lips against mine, moaning as our tongues perform a ceremonial dance in our mouths. My hands smooth down his stubble as he holds me with one arm wrapped around my waist and walks us into the open ended shower. I’m immediately pinned against the tiles, his palm slapping into the wall above my head as he worships my mouth,hot water raining down all around us.

‘This is going to be hard.’ He warns. ‘You can scream.’

Oh, Lord help me. I’m burning all over, and it has nothing to do with the hot water pouring over us. I move my hands around to grip his back when I feel him rear back, ready to enter me, my thighs relaxing to give him access. Bringing his hand down from the wall, he guides himself to my entrance, looking straight into my eyes as the head of his erection probes at me. I shiver.

‘You and Me.’he says as he lowers his lips to mine, kissing me ravenously. And on a sharp shift of his hips, he thrusts upwards, filling me to the absolute hilt, slamming his hand back into the wall beside my head on a roar.

‘God!’ I scream.

‘No, baby, that’s me,’ he strains between powerful thrusts, pushing me further up the tiled wall. ‘Feels good, doesn’t it?’

I claw at him, trying to get some grip, but the pounding water at his back is making it impossible to hold him.

‘Yes!’ I throw my head back, panting and crazy with pleasure, as with each hard strike he pushes me further towards absolute ecstasy. I feel his lips close around my exposed throat, the water making them skim and slide over my flaming skin.

‘You feel so fucking perfect,’ he groans against my throat, continuing with his strong,voracious tempo.

‘I need you.’ I cry, helpless to his crashing against my body. I release his back, knowing he’ll hold me in place and pull his face up to mine, my hands brushing away the pouring water that’s trailing down his face. His eyes lift to find mine. 

‘I’m yours.’ I cry through hard slams.


Feeling him move inside me, feeling him tremble with the intensity of our joined bodies moving together, has my emotions tackling me from every angle. He gasps, tilting his head to claim my lips. It’s a kiss of significance. I melt into it. This is not helping me with my attempts to rein in my emotions. He moans into my mouth as I hold onto his face, soaking up the passion radiating from every pore of his body. He pounds on, hard and fast.
As our mutual hunger assails us and I reach the point of no return, I lock my thighs around his narrow hips, every muscle in my body bracing for the snap and release that’s on the horizon. He shudders, mumbling incoherent words against my lips.

Oh My God!
He throws his head back. Jesus fucking Christ!’

‘Please!’ I cry. This is bordering on unbearable. I don’t know what to do with myself. It’s too much. He brings his eyes back down to mine. They’re dark and hooded . I’m slightly concerned.

‘Harder, Love?’
What? Oh god, he’s going to  rip me in half.

‘ Answer the question.’ He demands.
‘Yes!’ I scream. Can this get any harder?

He growls deep  in his throat, increasing his thrusts to an even more determined, purposeful pace- a pace that I would never have thought possible. I tighten my thighs to the point of pain, but that just increases the friction and subsequently, my pleasure.

‘Fuck!’ I’m thrown over the threshold, erupting around him on a scream.
The loud groan that bursts from his lips signals he’s with me as he holds himself deep inside me, his big body jerking against mine. He bellows my name, and I feel the warm sensation of his release within me. I drop me head to his shoulder, my heart beating a fast staccato in my chest.

Oh fucking hell! I’m held in place with one arm, the forearm of his other resting against the wall, his face buried in my neck. He’s breathless, and my muscles are naturally bonding to his beating length s he rocks gently into me. The shower is pouring down on us, but I can still hear our ragged breaths over the pounding water.

‘Holy shit.’ He whispers through his suppressed breathing. He clinches my bum and pulls me closer to him.Where have you been?’

Waiting... I sigh and peel myself from his chest, lifting my heavy eyes to his. He pushes my wet locks away from my face and drops a gentle kiss on my lips.
My mind goes blank, except for the bliss of release riding through me. I bit his lip.He groans. Holy fucking shit!

He strokes ease up and I release his lip from my clenched teeth.


                                                                                                          (...................to be continued)


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