The last thing he’d know is my endless desire… desire to be within his arms for an eternity and have a part of him throbbing inside me endlessly…
I met my new lover, ironically, off the Internet and our one and only night together has left a remarkable impression upon my young mind. Seeing that he is an adult… and I … I am just a lowly teenager searching for myself makes it sound wrong to those chained to boundaries and limits. But to feel such passion and desire from one being can change a malleable mind such as mine. Yet, every moment we spent still thrives inside constantly throughout each day that has passed since….
It was a cold night, and my oldest sister was the only person awake in my home. I had begged my new lover to come to me. I could not spend another hour without him. As soon as he drove passed my house, my heart could not stop racing. He was going to be in my room soon, and all I could think about was the time we’d fall asleep together for the night. He climbed through my window and plopped down gently on the floor. I quickly rushed to give him a kiss and he embraced me. I could taste the remnants of the cigarette he was smoking before on his tongue, but it did not matter to me because he wanted me. He laid me down taking off my pants and panties. He started to lick at my sensitive folds getting me wet and all I could do was softly moan and mess up his hair from the pleasure he was giving me. He would suck at my clit and nibble gently but with vigor and make me drip juices into his mouth. I was in emotionless ecstacy. He was getting hard and begged me to get on top. I sat on his face letting it drip further down his throat and took up his exposed hardening flesh into my mouth. It tasted better than anything because I was in the midst of overwhelming pleasure. I wanted it all to me. I licked at his head. Sucking in all I could. Rubbing the rest with my spit covered hand. I want him all to me. I did not want any other woman to enjoy the pleasure I received from pleasing my new lover. His stream of hot cum had filled my mouth, and all I wanted was to drink more of it. He collapsed with exhaustion. His face red from being smothered by my endlessly dripping pus. I turned myself around and I whispered in his ear if he wanted to go to bed. He nodded his head and we climbed into my bed. The first time a man would enter my bed with more reason than ‘making love’ was his to boast. He was my best and when our orgasms had subsided, he wrapped me in his arms and I fell into a dreamless sleep.
In the middle of the night, I felt his warm hands glide passed my cold bottom to my endlessly warm hole. He woke me up by teasing me. Pressing a finger deep inside. Rubbing my folds until I begged for him to climb inside of me. He took me onto the floor, spreading my legs apart and pushed his hard flesh into my wetness. It felt so magnificent. I did not want it to end. But due to his durability, it had to. We climbed back into bed and once again I fell asleep in his arms without a dream in mind, but a warm body entwined with mine.
The morning came quickly from sleep’s fault. I woke up before he did and I was still aroused from the cold and the events from the night before. I pulled his pants off and started to play with his soft flesh I could not resist. I wanted him deep inside me again. I wanted to engulf him within myself. He woke up without surprise and placed me on the floor again. He took off the rest of my clothes and his own. Telling me to get on all fours, he gently rubbed my round ass with his hands letting out little coos of how much he needed me. He pierced me making me gasp my pleasure. He moved in and out of me with a steady rhythm causing me to moan and beg for him to go harder. He pressed himself deep in a few times to make me feel his full measure and each time I quivered around his shaft and begged to keep going. He told me to lean forward and the feeling of his hardness in me changed. His constant thrusting made me orgasm countless times. I wanted him to be pleased. I did everything he asked because he did everything I asked. He then told me to lay down on my stomach and entered me with my legs closed, bringing him to a fast, but satisfying release of built up tension in his balls. He let it drip all over my lower back and I laid there shivering with my continuous orgasmic spasms. I was in an emotionless ecstacy. The fantasy ended as he left for work, and all I could do was watch him drive away still lost in a stuper.
My new lover conquered me in everyway, but he will never know how I desire to be within his arms for an eternity and have a part of him throbbing inside of me endlessly.