Distracted
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She looks distracted. Fuck, who am I kidding - she looks scared. My arms are on both sides of her shoulders and as I look down at her she is looking everywhere but directly at me. I whisper her name as quietly as I can and she makes eye contact....
Tonight has been an experience already. We've been kicking this happening around for more than a year now and we're both expecting it. I wouldn't use the word "planned" but the doubt has faded away through hours of conversation and occasional frustration. One doesn't expect to watch TV in a poorly lit hotel room for long.
When she looks at me, I can feel the reservations; I can actually feel the anxiety coming off her in waves. All I can hear is the blood rushing through my ears. I want to tell her that it's okay or that we can stop - anything to get her to relax - but she already knows and she certainly isn’t the type that can be coerced.
I think we both knew what was going to happen when I stopped massaging her shoulders and slid her shirt over her head. She held it there, covering herself, for a long time while I continued to knead the muscles in her back and shoulders. She's very tense but that isn't too unusual. I wonder if it’s situational.
I brush her hair back from her face and she nods to me; a nearly unnoticeable movement, the slightest imaginable, and I move away.
When her arms dropped to her sides I knew she was mine for the night. As the shirt slipped onto the floor I leaned in close enough for her to feel my breath on her bare skin. If she wanted out, this was the time. I entwined her hair in my fingers and pulled while bringing her body closer to me. I kissed her lightly at first along her neck up to her ear. I can feel her tense against me, can feel the struggle already.
I move my hand down to her stomach; l linger there while I try to read her expressions. When I unzip her zipper she looks away quickly. I'm balanced on one elbow but can reach her hair with that hand. I wrap my fingers in it to gain her attention. When my other hand slips into her jeans, underneath the fabric, I hear the sharp intake of air and realize she wasn't breathing.
I run my teeth along her skin for a moment letting her know what's coming and when I bite her she barely flinches. Her hair is still in my hand and now I pull harder, gauging each reaction as it comes from her. When I sink my teeth into her again she makes the slightest noise in her throat and tries momentarily to pull away. I look at the teeth marks, slightly reddened now and look for a new spot.
She is already slick with anticipation when I finally touch her. I repress a smile. Her body is stunning, perfect. And I want to see more.
The next time I bite her she is expecting it. As the pain increases she leans back into me instead of pulling away and I know she's okay with progression. I let her hair go but she doesn't move her head back. I bite hard into the pale flesh of her shoulder right along the muscle. She flinches and I can feel her wanting to move away but she doesn't. I’m almost impressed. The blue-black circles are beginning to form, contrasting against her skin. It’s getting darker in the room but I can see clearly see each bruise, each mark left. I run my hand along the light welts forming in a row across her shoulder and then grasp it firmly and guide her flat onto the bed. I push her forward and she lies out evenly on the bed. When I drag my nails down her back I watch for the lines to appear. I use her arm as leverage to turn her over, to face me. That's what this is all about.
I sit up and navigate myself on top of her legs and wait until she looks at me. I hold each side of her jeans in both hands and just watch her. She's a bit harder to read than I had imagined and I'm unsure if this is what she wants. When I start to pull them down over her hips she raises them toward me, an almost imperceptive movement that allows me to continue. I pull them off and drop them over the side of the bed. I've been waiting for a very long time and I can barely even breathe. My head is blazing with thoughts and I am forced to purposely take one breath after another.
She still looks a little distracted.
And she still looks kind of scared.
When I finally reach out to touch her again she closes her eyes. I lower myself onto this ugly plaid comforter and all I hear is her breathing coming harder and faster when I lean in to taste her.
She jerks when my mouth touches her, as if it was unexpected and I grasp her tightly to limit her movement. I don’t begin slowly; give her no time to become accustomed to this. Her hips match my movements magically and I realize how wrong I was about being able to know what she wants. She’s amazingly responsive and makes it very easy to know what to continue. I play into every shift and every noise. I match her readily letting her set the pace for now. I note every movement and noise for reference.
When she moves more slowly I alternate between light and then increasingly aggressive strokes along the entire area she shares with me. When she moves more quickly I flick my tongue against her most sensitive spots until she at the edge before drawing her back down. I don’t want this to end but I can sense her frustration – in the way she turns her head repeatedly to the sounds she makes. All I can hear is her voice as I allow her to get off. My eyes are closed but I can tell she is thrashing around a lot and I hold her tighter so we don’t inadvertently lose contact. When she’s done she becomes still and I give her some time to come down. I’m completely overwhelmed and tell myself to breathe. Relax.
I move to the side so we are parallel like stair steps to one another. When my hand begins to wander I sense a possible protest but she is quiet even as I slide it between her thighs. She turns her head when I look at her but makes no effort to stop me as I put two fingers inside her. I hear her take a deep breath as I enter and begin to explore what she likes. I initially touch her slowly but her reaction escalates and forces me deep inside her. I push hard and she allows me more space to move. I alter my patterns to see how she wants to do this. If I go slowly she grinds against my hand and makes the greatest sounds and when it’s faster she drives her hips in perfect sync with the rhythm I set. I feel all of her muscles tighten around me when I put my thumb against her clit and add another finger. I know the masochist in her can take more from me but for now I let her grind her way to orgasm with me buried deep within her.
I remain inside her even after she gets off, feeling the contractions and listening to her respirations decrease. I mess with her intermittently by toying with her g-spot or teasing her clit. I get the feeling she is a little worn out but she continues to move around when I touch her. I light filtering in through the blinds tell me that the sun is starting to come up and that this will all be over too soon. I look at her as she lies next to me – eyes closed… hair splayed out on the pillow around her…head turned slightly away from my direction…her body exposed to me completely. She’s fucking beautiful.
I touch her lightly with my free hand to distract her from her thoughts and she turns and looks at me for a moment but I can’t retain the gaze for long. I need to connect. We’ve made it here against the odds - smashing the probability of such an occurrence as we’d seen it even a year ago. She’s always so reserved, so focused. I’ve got to get in…step through.
I give her no indication before I put my mouth against her again. She startles momentarily and I press my hand to her shoulder to hold her down against the bed. I push myself into her with some force, sinking in to the noises she makes, her scent, her overall response. I move my hand in the same rhythm as my mouth; pushing, pulling, licking, sucking. Her excitement is slick on my skin allowing it to move freely within her. Before the climax has time to build too much I slow everything down. When I add the fourth finger she inhales deeply but remains silent. I note an expression I can’t identify and decide to check in.
“Are you okay?”
She looks at me for a long moment and then nods her head yes.
We’ve joked about it in the past and I think she knows what is about to happen. I recall her threatening to punch someone if they ever tried to touch her in the same way. I’m up for a challenge. She does look nervous though – maybe even more than she did several hours ago. I know she is wondering whether she should call it a night.
She is stretched around my hand nearing my knuckles and I try carefully not to further hurt her while giving her some time to think. She’s looking in the opposite direction.
I whisper her name, attracting her attention and forcing her to hold it.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask. “We can wrap all of this up right now if you like.” It’s more for me than for her. I know she’ll go on – she needs the control. The desire. The submission she thinks she loathes. The pain.
She shakes her head affirmatively, again refusing to speak the words.
With that I lay my free hand on one of hers and consider how peculiar she must perceive this gesture. When I have her in my mouth again I work hard to ease the tension she feels and to add pleasure to the pain about to be inflicted. As I begin to push my hand into her she immediately tightens her grip on the hand holding her own. I have to be able to accurately judge how much I am hurting her versus how good I can make her feel. It’s such a delicate balance to precisely measure each action, each breath from one moment to the next. If the balance is off the experience could be ruined for her. The closer I get to the largest part of my hand the tighter her grip on me. I try to increase the pleasurable effects by concentrating on her clit but I am getting the feeling she is starting to panic. If she asks me to stop we’ll never make it here again. Her breathing is just too fast, too shallow. She clutches my hand hard enough to injure something and I don’t mind whatsoever. She’s beautiful like this and I squeeze back just enough to let her know I am listening to her cues and understand. I decide in an instant to go ahead and push past the worst part of this and slide inside her. When she cried out it made me actually stop and look up at her – her head bent back, sheet clutched in the hand not containing my own, back arched sharply, eyes closed tightly. With my hand curled tightly within her, I become perfectly still, knowing everything will start to feel better in a moment. The initial jolt of pain will subside quickly, easing into a stinging sensation she won’t forget for days. I allow her time to gather herself together and she begins to relax.
Her breathing rate slows and the tension in her entire body is decreasing. I try not to move my hand at all as I use my mouth on her again. When she begins to really respond to the offering, I clench and unclench my fist producing the smallest movement possible. The sound of her breath is short but not labored so I continue, moving a little more every couple of minutes. Turning my hand at the wrist within her produces a symphony of sounds from her and I try not to get her off too quickly.
She was certainly no longer distracted and the fears had fled as well. I left us connected like that for as long as I thought she could take it - cracking the shell she lives in every time I pushed myself into her. When I allowed it to end she was loud enough to wake our short-term neighbors in their adjoining rooms. The pressure of the contractions to my hand was relentless; pain pulsating its own pay back on me.
Afterward we lay there silently; her eyes closed, breathing heavy in her chest. I replay the night as it has gone by, locking each sound into my memory. It wasn't how I thought it would happen, though I'm ashamed to admit I've already had her in every way imaginable in my head. I’ve forced her to surrender though my words and under my hands. She’s struggled against my restraints while being opened up and revealed; fucked well and been driven to the edge. She has belonged to me for hours blurring the lines of pleasure and pain, control, tension and fear. The sting on knotted leather is craved because she knows that when the pain subsides I’ll be inside her, taking her to the next level. In my own moments of weakness I’ve already imagined how she could get into my head. How she touched me like she had a right to my reaction. Stifled screams and unintelligible languages that tumble from my mouth teach her all the secrets so few know. In reality, we part ways with the first kiss we’ve shared together and for once, I’m completely relaxed with her.
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“Where,” Amanda asked? It was not like Amanda had planned anything for Halloween evening, it falling on a Monday this year and she was much past the age of Trick or Treating. ‘What the hell,’ Amanda thought and she agreed to go to the party with Sarah. The party was a rave that moved around so you never knew when or where it was going to show up, Amanda had heard about this party but never imagined being invited, it just wasn’t her thing. She tapped the glass on her phone and Siri’s sassy...
The water ran down her in multiple rivulets both narrow and wide, flattening her hair to her and accentuating her curves. With her eyes closed, her face was tilted upward to be splashed directly with the hot spray. Her right leg was purposely bent forward, hiding the treasure nestled between her thighs. ‘Raise your hands up as if you’re about to cup them together to catch the water,’ I instructed, and she easily complied, her bent arm largely obscuring the profile view of her breasts to make...
My worries began slowly at first then speeded up - friends and workmates were settling into long term relationships in ever increasing numbers. If the trend continued I would soon be the only singleton left sitting at some sad singles bar. Saturday night and I was at home! - alone, feeling sorry for self, listening to Miyuu (what else?), researching; how do bisexual people cope in a long term relationship...all this while couples were sitting on sofas together and binge watching a...
'Oh god, she's still as beautiful as she ever was.' he thought as his eyes worshiped her near perfect body. Her 5'9" body straddled his prone form. Her lips teasing his growing erection with every undulation of her flaring hips. Her hands were busy squeezing, pushing, playing with her flawless 38s in time with each rock and roll. All he had to do is thrust, and he would once again know the heavenly embrace of Gilda. Just one thrust, and yet he was so enthralled, he could only lay there...
Friday afternoon need Ironmongers before they shut !!! On way there in the van a notice one very tidy woman going in size 14 who knows size 5 shoe with 5" heels fu**ing super sexy fashion tights and fluffy jacket long dark hair nice , hanging about couple mins let her go first. On entering a find her trying to explain what she needed, young Sean behind the desk ( head less chicken ) trying to figure out what she means looks as confused as she explains, making way round the shelf's so I get...
Hey guys, this is Nikhil and I am back with another hot story. For those who don’t know me, I live in Kolkata and in the early twenties. My tool size is 6.1 inches and height is 6 feet with a well-built body. So, this happened when I was travelling to Kolkata in June by Shatabdi express. I got settled in my seat, it was on the window side and beside me was a smoking hot Bengali MILF in her mid-thirties. After a few stations, I started getting bored so I took out my mobile and started scrolling...
After that day I was a bit liberal. I knew that he was watching me while I am in bathroom but I ignored him and was least disturbed by his peeping. I just pretended everything was as normal as before when I did not know about all these. I never tried to cover anything and would shave or masturbate as and when I liked. Outside bathroom, it was lenient too. He would often touch me here and there but I never mind. He would often come to kitchen when I am cooking and squeeze my butt pretending it...
IncestLocal girl had auto accident in her JR of High school. She nearly died and resulted in some brain damage. She had broken bones and walking was hard. She did not damage her model face and her smile. I remember bouncing in and out of the restaurant. she was built like a woman at 16 with long blond hair. She was in the hospital for a long time. Moved to a treatment center besode the hospital after. We know she was a virgin and had not had a Boy friend. While she was in the hospital some Nigger,...
The last few months have been the most difficult of my life so far! We have always been a tight knit family, me the wife and our 13 year old daughter. What I thought had started out quite innocently is turning anything other than innocent. You see, since the school our daughter goes to started teaching sex ed, we’ve noticed a huge change in her behaviour around me. Before Eleanor started these sex ed classes, she was a quiet but confident young girl in the early stages of puberty, but...
You have to watch a lover to seduce them, to truly reach their core and gain that most intimate of surrenders, to hold their shivering form in your arms, replete by the power you have had over them. It starts on the day you see them, see them for the first time as prey for this sensual hunt, this game of shared pleasured and playful intimacy. Our game started the day I met you, the day your scent first surrounded me, your fleeting touch made goosebumps ripple along my skin. It is a game I have...
Copyright© 2003 by Carlos Malenkov I can't help wondering what it would be like having sex with a man. Gina and I have a stable and loving relationship. We've been together a couple of years now, and the sex is still pretty good. Otherwise we get along quite well, except for occasional arguments about money. Last night we were making love. She was on her hands and knees, and I had my cock deep in her pussy and was reaching around to rub her clit. At that very intense moment, just...
As we were checking out of the ski resort, the next morning, the lady at the front desk game me a small package wrapped in brown paper. "It's from Brian," she said. "You are to open it in private." As we were pulling onto the highway, Pyx unwrapped the box. Inside was a zip-lock baggie full of marijuana, and a generous supply of rolling papers. Vonda and Pyx were elated. I was troubled. "You better smoke all you can now. There's no way I'm going to take it on the plane." Vonda...
Hi, all. I am Akhil and a regular reader of ISS. Well I have been following stories on Indian sex stories for quite a long time and I feel as a user of the site, I should share my story as well. I apologize for any mistakes in advance. Enjoy the feel of the story and overlook grammatical/spelling mistakes. :) to tell about me in brief, I am an average guy, well earning, unmarried and I like to have physical intimacy with married ladies more, I feel they are more experienced and good in bed....
There were only two Apaches left from that raiding party, and I was damned well not going to miss my chance at them. The next man was sheltering behind a shed. Now all of the guns in the house were aimed at the last two Chiricahuas, and they must know that their time was up unless they could escape. Unfortunately for them, their horses were out of reach, and they stood little chance of escaping from me without horses. I looked carefully to determine my best route to the next Indian, and that...
I have had excellent feedback on My Masseuse, and as long as you the reader keep asking for more, I will keep writing. Enjoy. **** I helped Angie move, or really, she helped me. After talking about it, we decided that I would move in with her. Angie’s place was bigger than mine, and her bed was big enough for the both of us. The bed I had was a little too small for my 6’6” frame, and when the both of us were on it, there was very little room left. At first, no one really took notice of us. But...
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