So Close Now

He pushes into me hard. He buries himself to the hilt within me and I feel him pulse as a ragged cry rips its way out of me and I bite my bottom lip, reveling in the sensation of being filled once more.

It’s so good it makes me think that it’s all I need or will ever need in this life. So good I think I could live off it and it alone.

His hand holds my hip still, one of them now because the other leaves my body and pulls back before falling back down onto me with a hard and harsh crack. The sound reverberates around me and it makes me shudder and I smile, feeling that same smile echoed on the faceless faces of the crowd around me.

I want. I want to be used. I want to be used and fucked and felt until I cum.

And I’m so fucking close now.

The man behind me, the first lover I had, pulls back and thrusts forward again and he punctuates his thrust with a crack of his hand on my ass. I cry out and shudder, arching my back and thrusting my ass back to meet his thrust that comes so quick afterwards and squeezing my sex tight around his thick member as it pulses with the beat of his own need.

I want to cum, but he wants to cum too.

He’s so fucking hard. He’s rock hard and he’s been like that for so goddamn long I wonder how he can stand it. So achingly hard with those balls of his throbbing and ready to pulse deep inside of me and that’s precisely where I want it.

I want these rough and ragged thrusts to end with him holding me, his grip tight on my hips, as his cock throbs and I can feel the pulse of his seed rushing up his shaft. I can feel his head throb and expand inside of me and then the liquid heat of his salty seed pumping and filling me so deep it will never come out.

So deep that the heat of it will coat my womb and then spread out through me and give me a heat of my own. So deep that I’ll never forget the memory of his satisfaction.

And I want that but I want more than that too. I want to taste him on my tongue and swallow it down my throat. I want to feel him splatter on my skin and coat my breasts. I want to be covered in it, to feel it seep into my pores and become a part of me.

I want it all over me and in my every hole. I want to fucking feel it all.

And lucky for me the lover inside of me is not the only one I have and I smile as his rough strokes get a little rougher and make my whole body bounce. I feel my breasts shaking and I feel my reason breaking through just enough to know that gravity doesn’t matter here so I don’t have to be all on hands and knees.

I can shift.

I can move.

I can reach.

I can have.

Them. The nameless and faceless group of them. I can push out and break the gap and feel them all around me. Can feel them know that it’s fine to touch me and god they do.

They feel me in full and I feel them. On the skin of my body and the tips of my fingers. On me and around me and everywhere.

So many bodies. So much need. So much desire and all of it is for me and all of it is worshipful in the gentle touch that turns to rough as they grab and pull and touch and fondle me and I can turn it off and turn it on.

I can have them on me in one moment and in the next it can be just him, just the lover behind me. Like twisting the dial on a stereo I can turn the volume up so it’s everyone or down so it’s just him.

Or down even further so it’s just me writhing. Just sheets on skin and heavy breathing and a woman caught in a dream and just about to cum.

Just about to cum.

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