Guest-Room Pounding

Ieaning to one side, I find myself moaning louder, as his hands moved tightly on me... down my sides, his right hand now on my ass, his left on my hip. I soon found myself lying on the bed, my head on the footboard, as we made out, our bodies intertwined. I swing my legs onto the bed as he moves above me, my breath quickly growing deeper in anticipation. I moan again, as his zipper opens, his rock-hard member bouncing out. I moved my right hand along its shift, hearing him cackle, before kissing my neck once more, his lips slowly moving down to my breast.

My legs lift up, and soon they are pinned at my side, leaving me helpless before him... and I wouldn't have it any other way, moaning as an orgasm raced through me freely. His right hand gripped my side tightly, his left on my right breast, pinching it tightly, rhythmically squeezing it as pleasure and desire rushed through me. I knew what he was after, what he sought from me, but just then, I submitted to him freely, giving into his every whim.

I moaned, clinging tightly to the bed, doing my best to hold myself in place, as his cock rubbed across my clit. I moaned, loudly, my head tilting until all I could see was the bar wall. I felt my pleasure rising swiftly, his cock pressed tightly as he rubbed it across my shaved bush. His right hand now on my ass, pinching tightly at me, he cackled before declaring, smugness in every syllable, "You want me, don't you?"

My back arched then, as my every desire was for him to just claim me... take me already, almost bothered he was teasing me so. "YeeaahhHHHH... taAaaaaKKE mmmeeEEE.... Use MEEEE as YourRRREEE owNNNNNAHHHHahhh.", I cried out, as pleasure rolled through me wildly, and I felt desire overcoming any other thought or consideration. He cackled again, the sound assured, smug to my years.

I cried out loudly, clinging to the bed with my left, even as I held to his back with my left, as his member finally plunged into my pussy. I felt it stretching me easily, as his forcefully thrust bushed him deep into me. He paused, and I felt an orgasm pounding me. I cried out, no longer caring who may hear, intensely feeling pleasure and desire building. Clinging tightly, my legs spread widely, useless at my sides, feeling his hand keenly as he thrust himself once again, roughly into me.

He drove himself deeper, and I moaned along with his thrust, the sound seeming to resonate. I felt his member being driven, deeper than before, into me, submitting myself to his passion, as a desire for more flashed through me. I orgasmed hard as he bumped me forward with his thrust, bouncing me softly on the guest bed, as he took me. I clung to him, and the bed, doing my best to hold myself in place, to stay still, despite his rough thrusts, knowing he was using and abusing me, my only thought was he'd keep at it.

I cried out again, the sound rough, and savage to my ears. I heard my breaths keenly now, deep and raspy as he paused, taking his time, enjoying every moment he got to claim & use me. I felt each thrust keenly, my body bucking back and forth softly with each thrust, his cock plunging deep into me with each thrust. I felt my orgasms, each one more frequent and powerful than the last, as he claimed me, taking his time.

That's when I noticed, from the corner of my eye, someone standing on the hall outside the guest room, the door still haning wide open...