As I drove to James's house tonight my mind had a chance to wander back to our Sunday sex. We'd had an entire weekend to ourselves (which was wonderful) but it was in the middle of some major work stress for both of us, and just trying to discuss the issues had taken up most of the weekend.
We did take some time out for social sexy time – when I was machine-fucked with a dildo, and had numerous orgasms – but it wasn't until the last hour that we got some connective sexy time just for us. I was craving his cock in my cunt, fucking me and making me his.
Normally we start slowly winding things up about an hour before I'm due to go back to my place, making sure that the tidy-up jobs are done and my bags are packed. But this time James suggested having a quick fuck – and it was a very welcome invitation! Because I was in the middle of getting changed it didn't take me long to get naked.
As he took off his tee shirt he mentioned being in the mood for some body worship. Have I mentioned how much I love his body? He is long and muscular and delicious: it is a pleasure to touch and admire him. To have him so obviously enjoy my ministrations is another pleasure in itself. His cock grew firm under my touch, and in my mouth it got hard. I continued until he said "Let's fuck already."
My cunt was needy and wet from anticipation, but that wetness hadn't spilled over onto my vulva yet. This meant that it was a slow entrance, starting off with pushing slightly in on my leftover saliva on his cock head. I rather like when it isn't super wet; that bit more resistance does something for me. He liked it too. He kept me moving shallowly, just covering his glans as my pussy juices slowly spread. It felt fantastic, but for some reason he didn't continue to push more deeply into me. That fuelled my need to be fucked more. He kept it shallow, and he tilted my hips just so. I realised he was using me as a fuck toy for his own pleasure.
I get extremely aroused by this: having him take me just the way he wants is almost enough to make me come on its own. I get an enormous amount of satisfaction that, on occasion, it has nothing to do with me or my pleasure, that what he does is for himself. It's one of my kinks, and it makes me incredibly hot. I wouldn't want it that way all the time, of course, but I do like it when it is part of our sexual experience. Sometimes it is his sadism, sometimes it is the way he organises things, sometimes it is just this – him fucking me for himself, for how it feels good for him in that moment.
It was so hot that the memory has stayed with me though these last few stressful days. Remembering it now makes my hips thrust forward as my thigh and cunt muscles tighten. It was the tease of his cock fucking me shallowly, but also knowing that it felt so good for him. Yeah, I want to do it all over again, right now…
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