True Sex Stories: Fucking Under His Direction And At His Discretion

Grabbing and twisting my nipples while I rocked on top of him, slapping my ass while I leaned forwards, scratching and clawing my back and sides: all these led to hard fucking, while I came and came and came.

Following on from our standing bondage photoshoot with Aime Wee… He pulled my head down to his cock so I could suck and lick him hard. We've done this before, but not in the presence of an attentive audience with a camera. I had a split second of Is this OK? going through my head before my intellect kicked in and said Yep, get on with it…

It wasn't long before he started to swell. As he did he pushed himself down my throat. It felt like there was an organic explosion going on: one second I could take him easily and the next I was choking on his cock. It was fucking hot.

Well, it was hot but it was not fucking. Yet. Having me climb up on top of him is our normal way of doing things. (It leaves his hands free to do evil things.) I was again aware of Amie for a few seconds, but I didn't want to focus on her because that would create a different dynamic for me. Instead I focussed on James; his hands gripping my hair helped immensely.

The fucking commenced under his direction and at his discretion. Grabbing and twisting my nipples while I rocked on top of him, slapping my ass while I leaned forwards, scratching and clawing my back and sides: all these led to hard fucking, while I came and came and came.

I like thinking of myself as a fuck toy. I like the sense of being used, and I like intense sensations. I could never connect at the same level without this level of stimulus. It is amazing for me, for us.

I wonder what we will explore next.

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