He Held My Throat And Fucked Me Roughly

In our midweek catchup the conversation and the food were excellent, but he was ready for more…

As I started stripping off he walked past me. I'd antici­pated a light spank on the bum, but he gave me much more than that. He turned me pink on each cheek. I'm not saying that the furore of slaps on the bum was too much, but compared to what I had anticipated it was a lot!

He threw me down. I flew halfway across the bed and flopped onto my back, and instantly his body language made me think I was being stalked by a predator. I had no idea what to expect. I was mostly naked by this time, and he had almost all his toy to play with.

He tickled me mercilessly. He tickled me up and down my torso as I squirmed across the bed. I tried not to respond especially to anything because that would give him pinpoint accuracy for my most vulnerable spots. But those long strong fingers digging into the tops of my ribs undid me. My cry of "Mercy" was heard for what it was – a semi-safeword. He paused. I got up to finish undressing and I took off my thong, bra and stripy socks. I was now fully naked.

By this time he had freed his full erection and laid out his gorgeous body on the bed. I thought he might want to wank, but instead he got me to lie over his lap. I could feel the heat on my belly from his cock. His hand grazed through my hair to find purchase, and then the slaps across my butt started anew. I don't know how long he spanked me for, but he kept my head firmly down, which made my ass stick up in the air.

"I think I'm going to fuck you."

"May I lick your cock first?"

"Sure."

His hand found my nipple and he used it to guide my body as my mouth went up and down his cock.

"Are you wet?"

I didn't have to answer; I just slid onto him with ease.

It had been a while since we'd had penetrative sex, and I realised again how big his cock is and how it really does fill me up nicely. He slapped my ass some more and told me to fuck him. He grabbed my torso, and then he used my tender, premenstrual breasts as ‘handles' to help move me up and down. I loved the intensity and I fucked him harder. I got close to coming and my body was stiffening with the intensity, and then he told me to stop. He touched my nipples and asked me if I was afraid.

"Yes."

"Very afraid?"

"Yes."

He started to gently roll my nipples between his fingers. I wondered if he was actually going to hurt me, if he really was going to pinch them hard. Then he did so. I screamed. He twisted both of them and I fucked him hard. I could feel an orgasm building. He released my nipples, which hurt even worse. And then I came.

His hands wandered over my body, gripping my skin, and he worked his way up to my neck. He held onto my throat and fucked me roughly. It was primal and hot. I loved it and I didn't want it to stop. It was amazing how the pressure built, and my head started to get foggy.

He was watching carefully, and when my hands lifted he released me. (I don't think we have arranged this signal, but he understood perfectly.) The rush of blood from my head was dizzy fun. He checked in with me to make sure that I was OK. Definitely! His fingers wandered to my nipples again and we fucked intently. I came again. It was very wet.

We towelled off and then I helped him masturbate. He focussed on his cock and I indulged myself everywhere else. I love touching him, and I love feeling his balls tighten as he gets closer and closer to climax. I imagined I could see the orgasm rolling through him. There was a lot of semen.

I love that he takes me on these adventures any day of the week. I wonder where the next adventure will go…

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