Sheets and Surrender

I lay before him on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, sharp heels digging into the mattress, hands fisting the sheets as my ass hovered just over the edge.

My pussy was soaked, aching to be filled. I reached down with two fingers, spreading myself open for him, desperate, offering everything.

Joe stood between my thighs, holding his cock; still slick from my mouth; and tapped the head against my entrance. Light at first, then firmer, deliberate. Each teasing slap sent a hot rush of fresh arousal leaking from me, dripping down my ass onto the sheets.

He pushed the head inside; just the tip; stretching me open before pulling back again, teasing, making me whimper with need. He slid in further this time, passing through, then more. I gasped at the stretch, the initial burn melting into deep, aching pleasure as he filled me. He still held back, pulling out slightly before pushing deeper, torturing me with every controlled thrust until I was trembling.

I looked down and saw my own creamy arousal ringing his shaft like a crown as he sank even further. When he finally buried himself to the hilt, balls pressed tight against me, my eyes crossed and my head fell back with a loud, broken moan.

“Joe… uhn… oh God!”

He gripped my ankles, holding my legs wide, and started fucking me, hard, deep, powerful thrusts that made my entire body jolt forward. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixing with my yelps and his low, guttural groans. The headboard banged rhythmically against the wall as he drove into me, each thrust hitting spots I didn’t know existed, sending sparks of pleasure radiating through my core.

His hands left my ankles and slid under my back, pulling me up against him as he moved us to the center of the bed. He held me close, still buried deep inside me, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Our lips crashed together again; tongues sliding, tasting, devouring; as he rolled his hips, the perfect curve of his cock grinding against my G-spot with every thrust.

I felt another powerful orgasm building fast; my hands pressing into his back, nails digging in, my pussy clenching rhythmically around his thick shaft. Our foreheads pressed together, eyes locked in raw, intimate connection as we came together.

His warmth exploded inside me; thick spurts pulsing deep, flooding my cunt as my own orgasm crashed through me. I felt every twitch, every powerful jet painting my walls, stretching out my pleasure until I was shaking and whimpering his name, stars dancing before my eyes as he kept thrusting through it.

After what felt like forever, he collapsed against me, breathing hard. I felt him slowly slip out of me, a thick trickle of his cum immediately leaking from my pussy, trailing down my inner thighs onto the sheets.

I held him tight, heart racing, body glowing with satisfaction and something much deeper.