by Mia Wolfe
Evan’s bites onto her skin were followed by loving kisses – they covered her shoulder, and collarbones, his mouth declaring her skin his. The sudden shift between intense pain and heightened pleasure quickly enhanced her arousal. She touched his face and neck and let out a breathy moan. He lifted his head and came close to her face. She wanted his mouth on hers so badly.
“Please Sir,…” She gazed into his blue eyes, “come closer.”
“Mmm, since you asked so nicely.” His lips molded to hers, his fingers intertwined into her hair. Before she could dip further into bliss she felt strong hands move to the small of her back and instantly she was lunged forward into his lap, her legs bent folded at the knees, pelvis, stomach, and breasts pressed against the dark hair on his chest. He pulled her even closer, making her feel light like a doll, and slippery against his erection. She kissed him feverishly like they had been away for years. She was glad they were in the water – the amount of wetness between her thighs was more than a puddle. The electricity between them became intensified by their feelings of love and attachment to each other.
Evan interrupted her feverish kisses and grinding on him by pulling her back by her hair, “Getting a little excited are we? Slow down baby. We have all the time in the world.”
Suddenly the train wreck of emotions she had experienced over the past few months unexpectedly made their debut and she couldn’t hold it in – her eyes began to water and her face began to turn a slight shade of red. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in it, shielding her tears.
“Jessie?” Evan rubbed her back and drew her close, then held on to her with a tight grip.
“I missed you so much,” Jessica stated as she inhaled him.
Evan drew his mouth to her collarbones as Jessica felt him begin to swell underneath her.
“Emotions turn you on?” She laughed through her tears.
“I like that you’re honest with me. Honesty turns me on. You’re a good little girl, you know that?” Evan grazed her clavicles with his silky smooth lips.
She brought her almond-shaped eyes level with his, now that the fluid and redness had cleared.
“Such pretty eyes, Jessie!” Evan proclaimed.
Evan returned to her mouth, placing his lips on hers, devouring her plum lips with keen pleasure, in an exquisite lovers’ embrace. Jessica’s belly filled with butterflies as she heard his breathing become faster and more rapid – his cock growing thicker, longer, pulsing outward underneath her. She began to writhe and squirm against him, all the while shyly avoiding his gaze with her heavy lids like a sleepy cheetah, maintaining a lusty expression. His gaze burned into her – she felt all too keenly aware of his constant scanning and tracking of her body.
“Get up and rinse off in the shower,” Evan commanded.
Jessica instantly rose and walked out of the giant tub, onto the bathmat and through the glass doors of the shower, Evan following directly behind her. She turned the hot water on and as soon as the door clung shut behind her, she felt strong hands on her waist pushing her forcefully against the cold wall.
“Ah, it’s cold!” she stated instantaneously.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and held her in place.
WHACK! A sharp slap crashed against her wet ass.
“You’ve been misbehaving lately, a very naughty little girl you’ve been – isn’t that right? Having other partners without my consultation is against all of the rules. You are not to ever consider the idea of having another cock anywhere near you besides mine.”
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! This time it was intensely sharp and painful.
“Yes, Sir, I’m sorry.” The stinging in her ass spread, and equally the tingling in her pussy began to grow.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
“This pussy is mine,” his hands wandered in front, between her thighs as he shoved his fingers between her lips with force, parting her pussy open, exploring her moist and aching clit with force. Evans’s tight grip restrained her in one place from moving, making her feel small and dainty, between a rock and a hard place. He made cross rubbing motions as his fingers on her clit.
“Oh, I love having your hands on me!”
In a swift motion Evan shoved two fingers down her slippery lips and inside her, as her legs weakened with pleasure. She moaned out loud as he came up close behind her and she felt how rigid his cock was, making her ache more for him. His fingers explored inside her, slipping in and out furiously, all the while his cock protruded into her rear end.
“I’m going to fuck your ass,” Evan declared in an authoritarian tone.
“Oh my god, will you?” She squirmed and writhed against him, teasing his moist tip with her rounded ass.
“Yes, all your orifices are for my pleasure.”
“You’ll be my first.”
“I know. I like it this way.”
“Oh my god. Please do it, please.”
“Please do what, slut?”
“Please, Sir, fuck me, fuck my ass. I want to feel your big cock filling all of me. Please fuck me, please put your cock in my ass. Take me whichever way you want, my body is yours, my pussy is yours, my ass is yours.”
“Mmm good girl,” the melodic sound of his voice filled the steaming room, as he retrieved a bottle of lube conveniently located in the caddy for such endeavors.
Suddenly she felt a very stiff cock pushing up against her ass, the moist tip and head dripping with precum and lubricant, teasing her up and down the length of her back, on her perineum, in between her cheeks. Evan tightened his grip against her waist as he shoved the tip inside her very tiny entrance.
She felt a mixture of strain from his thick member stretching open and pushing up inside her and intense pleasure from his pulsating cock diving deep in her to claim her, in a place she had never had anyone before. She had never been so satisfied with the appearance and function of a penis before, and she was immensely glad that she could enjoy it so. She felt herself expanding more and more for him, opening up to allow him access to anything he wanted, and she knew he was halfway in. Her breath almost left her as she tightened and relaxed against him.
“You feel so good, baby – I love your tight little hole. You’re my slut, and my whore. Say it, that you’re my whore, and you belong to me.”
“I belong to you, Sir. I’m your little whore.”
“Good girl.”
He thrust inside her as he brought his other hand up to her neck, holding her throat securely in place, her breasts brushing up against the wall as her body reverberated from his deep thrusting.
“Oh God, Evan,” she began, unable to finish.
With his other hand Evan explored her moist lips as he drove his pulsing cock inside her ass, and as his hips slammed against her thighs, her nipples brushed up against the cold bathroom wall. Evan kissed her shoulder and the back of her neck, then switched to deep bite marks, however not enough to tear the skin. He enjoyed seeing the indentation of his incisors on her soft, delicate skin. He liked to see it turn red so quickly – prone to bruising she was, and for this reason Evan tended to monitor her more carefully.
He pulled out with one swift motion and turned her around, her back resting against the wall, his hand still firmly in place around her throat. She reached up with her right hand and placed it atop the curly hair on his arm, which she was so fond of. She had never enjoyed body hair on a man before – until Evan, that is. She loved the hair on his chest, arms and legs. To her it appeared that Evan seemed more masculine with his attributes and his body hair. Maybe she had only been with immature men before, she did not know, but Evan seemed like an actual man to her, and this phenomenon – to be romantically involved with a masculine man, was new for her.
She loved his tenacity, that he was able to be rough with her but love her at the same time. She liked to feel both extremes. His fingers gripped her jaw as he kissed her mouth hungrily. Her body tightened with pleasure and anticipation. Jessica was stuck between
the wall and Evan’s hand around her throat – there was nowhere at all to go – if she moved the wrong way her breathing would be really constricted. She enjoyed this feeling of being all too helpless in the hands of someone who appeared so menacing and brute like.
“Evan,” she drew out his name in a long, heavy breath.
“I’m going to fuck you properly now. I might even let you cum.”
In one swift motion, Evan pulled out, spun her around to face him, then lifted her toned thighs off the ground. He wrapped her legs around his pelvis; his strong core effortlessly carrying her weight off the ground. She wrapped her arms around his neck and intertwined his fingers in her hair. The feel of his swollen cock dancing against her slippery labia was too much for her to bear any longer.
“Oh God, Evan, please!” she begged as he kissed her breasts and nibbled her clavicles, teasing her pussy by spreading her legs further apart – sliding, probing, teasing – never quite giving her what she exactly wanted.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you inside me! Oh God please fuck me already! Please Evan, please – I really need to feel you inside. Please fill me with your cock!” she pleaded with desperation into his ear.
She pulled Evan close to her breast and closed her eyes, releasing the rhythm of her body to his commandments entirely. She met Evan’s throbbing cock, pushing up against her, entering, up and up inside her.
“Aaahh,” she moaned out in aching pleasure, “Evan, you feel so good. Please… Deeper…”
She felt his entire pulse of arousal swelling inside her womb, stretching her pussy open to swallow him, pulling him inside her; how she loved feeling his swollen and rigid member. She marveled at how his cock seemed to be growing inside her thicker and longer. He thrust in and out as they both panted restlessly. She had waited far too long for this sweet reunion, to have Evan taking her up against a wall, with her hands around his hair and his teeth into her neck – her legs completely weak as he sent trembles of pleasure undulating throughout her body.
“Omygod Evan, I need…”
He began his frantic, rhythmic pumping, pushing her up against the wall, going deeper and deeper inside her as she clutched onto his back for dear life, her mind half-submerged in a state of twilight – in a euphoric, subservient, having-relinquished-control type of bliss. She loved the sound of his manly grunts, his rapid breathing as he manhandled Jessica. She loved the weight of Evan crashing into her, spreading her legs wide open as he entered her with all his weight and might, rendering her helpless and immobile against the wall, taking her over and over again as he pulled in and out, and she clung onto him in order not to fall.
“I’m gonna…” she began as he pounded her and she felt her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
“Look at me baby, look at me when you cum,” he stared into her eyes with his mouth slightly open in the heat of the moment, as she blushed once he made her look.
Jessica was close to orgasm and unable to speak. She touched his face as he pumped into her, and she could feel him swelling as his cock danced inside her, back and forth, in and out, with precision and force.
“Oh God, I missed this pussy. I love being inside this pussy,” Evan breathlessly stated as his pretty blue eyes stared deeply into hers, “Look at me baby. Look into my eyes. I love you Jessie.”
Hearing Evan say those words out loud sent Jessica over the edge and she began to tremble, her weak legs giving out underneath her entirely as she moaned and cried while her body pulsed, tightened, convulsed with pleasure.
“I’m going to cum, baby, oh God, I’m going to cum,” Evan moaned as he lifted her hips up higher against him and buried himself deep inside her as she experienced the mount of her orgasm.
Waves of pleasure erupted as she cried out with intense delight. Jessica held onto Evan as she came sliding all over his cock, which pulsed and burst with sticky, hot cum, filling her womb, secreting the milky ejaculate inside her.
“Oh, Evan,” she breathed into his ear as they both began to come down from the climax.
She kissed his ear in thanks as he gently began to lower her to the ground. Once her feet planted firmly on the ground, they began to wobble and she laughed. Evan held her close with a steady grip, until she could regain her composure.
“I love you, Jessie,” he kissed her forehead.
“Aww, you said it even after sex, so that must mean you mean it.”
He held her close and pet her head as she leaned into his chest.
“Evan,” she began, then paused.
“Yes, ma petite.”
“I love you too.”
