Pressed Against His Body

Nose pressed against his body. Hand on the small of his back pulling him into me. Eyes closed for a moment as I am consumed by the overwhelming sensation of taking all of him, shuddering and body revolting against my actions while I squeeze my throat around the thickness of his cock and pull even deeper, **** to squeeze whatever I can out of this encounter if he will give me nothing because I want it.

If he will be a wall I will throw myself against it. I will be the tide, dashing myself on the rocks of his shore. I will run full speed into it, in the hopes that the reverberation of my collision might cause a crack in his facade. Hoping that maybe, just maybe, the vibration of our singular moment of contact might send enough of a shudder through my system to...

Oh god.

It hits me like a truck. It takes me by surprise and I can barely believe it's happening until it's already running through me. My body so tight and tense already that it overtakes me without my awareness until my eyes go wide with surprise and I feel it rush up to drag me under.

My climax is sudden and swift. It isn't the best i've ever had and it isn't long and lingering. It's barely even a full body experience, but it's enough so that the sensation is unmistakable.

As I cum with his cock buried deep in my throat. Cumming hard and fast while still fully dressed, without anything touching anything that should warrant such a response. Cumming just from the mere idea of his pleasure, from the thought of being simply a tool for him to use for his needs.

Flailing out for a moment I try to breathe but I have only his cock and that's not enough to sustain me. I feel a spasm rock my body and I try to make sense of it, but there is not sense here.

On my thighs my fingers curl in harder, my hand spasming and tensing and releasing. My thighs squeeze tighter together, a pleasing warmth in that pool between them which turns to a hot little mess that is throbbing as it begs for the one thing I've never given it.

I want the thickness in my mouth between my legs. I want the pleasure of something more. I want to be used, to be used up. I want to be taken, and I know I cannot resist.

My eyes fly open moments before they roll into the back of my head and another spasm rocks my body. Fingernails curling into the small of his back before my hand slides down and palms his firm ass and squeezes, a moan bubbling out of me so powerful that the vibration runs through my body and into his, rumbling him to his very core.

And shaking something loose in the process.

As I try to fall back, to get some air, his hand moves swiftly. He holds me on his cock, keeping me still there and keeping me locked against his body.

In my chest my lungs burn with a need for air. The edges of my vision start to go dark as I feel everything begin to dim and my body begs for release, for mercy.

But why would I ever expect that from him?

Blake holds me to him, he holds his cock in my throat. He holds me and keeps me from release.

And as the darkness in my vision grows and the pain in my chest start to truly burn, only then do I feel his cock start to throb.

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