Vigor

He loved me tiggling my tits around for him. He said they were like puffs of jello with raspberries on top and he sucked the juicy lickpop of them. I started out shivering and shaking as I felt myself humping his thigh and I could feel his boner so hard. At first my tits were puffy and the nipples were blown out but after a while of getting into it and feeling the rise of pleasure as I humped away fiercely like my ass depended on it my nipples got tight, tingling and erect and he played with them. He was mouthing them as they bounced around. He said he loved it when I was finally spent. He told me to come to him when ever I felt so angry and it would make me horny as fuck. I wanted fuck. I wanted to fuck him and eventually he got his way and fucked me hard and hot. It took a few months but I got to enjoy feeling his cock and it throbbing and he would cum in my knickers and between my legs and breasts or my tights. It felt sexy with slippery wetness and soon I was cummings as much on the lay down as I was humping and that is what led to our first fuck. One night we got so drunk and it happened while commiserating together about shit. I felt connected to him and I couldn't get off it felt so good. The first time was hard and he was big and beautiful and he loved it so much fucking away so hard. It hurt a bit. Thank god I was drunk. He wanted sex a lot and the kinkier the better over time we were doing things I never imagined doing. Fucking in public places in parked cars in the rain. Fucking at a art gallery toilet when I told him my fantasy while there. I feel embraced now. But the urgency of our need for each other sexually became too consuming, and his sexual vigor was like no other d- rug. We had sex often and all day. Sometimes we would count and it was nothing to have sex in a weekend 20 times. He shot hard every time til he blew himself out. He was so tired afterwards it was great riding him while he was so tired from it. He tired me out with his sexual energy but it felt so great. Sometimes I want it back. He will be home soon. He will be. He has to be.

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