Soft whimpers and deep moans borne of lust, need and excitement clamoring to be heard over the ragged breathing patterns.

Silk purrs as it cascades into a pool at their feet, joined by rough denim which has been rudely shoved down after the growl of the zipper being lowered.

Soft breasts collide with hard pecs as their bodies rush back to each other, craving the touch, the connection.

Hands grabbing and kneading, fingers delving between folds, dipping into crevices to explore and tease.

Knees jockeying for position � his, hers, his, hers � as pelvic bone meet.

Definitive male hardness stabbing against hot absolute female softness, rubbing and grinding, heightening the craving.

A breathless �Now� is heard, answered by a nodded, flushed face and hands move to waist to turn and guide.

Writhing hips meeting the padded arm of the couch as face, chest and shoulders sink into the cushions. Ass raised lewdly, squirming and swaying enticingly as a hand gently skims over it, conducting the dance.

The CLICK of the cap coaxing a small gasp from the passion contorted face on the pillows; the caress of the air on the most private of places when cheeks are parted causing a tremble; the dribble of silky wetness drizzled and coating the intended target causing it to jump and twitch, contracting and relaxing in spasms that sends liquid fire through both of them � nervousness and excitement waltzing together.

Hardness pushing against and rubbing the rim of tight muscles to tease the virgin territory into relaxing, invoking more seductive writhing and eager humping, provoking a chuckle from above.

Thighs meeting as the desired and needed moment of sin draws near.

A needful whimper is heard as the pressure against the puckered tightness is increased.

Fingers snake into the back of hair and tug head up possessively, a huskily growled �Ready?� reaches waiting ear as hot breath laps at the outside of it before fingers release their captive.

Mind reels as a myriad of answers tumble forward in a breathless symphony �Yes � No ... Wait ... Yes, Ready ... Oh damn that stings ... I don�t know ... Oh yesss please?? I want it.�

Gentle words reach out and comfort, providing strength to counteract the ambivalence of the pain. �You can do it. Open for me baby, take it ... Take itttttt ... Mmmmmm there you go!�

Slowly, steadily and firmly the invading member pushes in, meeting the natural resistance of the tight walls making them yield and surrender.

Deep groan signaling the internal battle of the natural instinct to rush ahead, to drive in and claim � mind tempering body with �Not yet, not quite yet. Steady � Steady� as the sight of the impaled ass threatens to let the reflex win the struggle.

Face buried in the cushions, panting and yelping. Moaning and purring. Pain and pleasure swirling and rushing to the brain and shooting to the mass of nerves between spread and shaky legs.

Strokes move shallow at first, quick little rubbing of tender and already sore tissue. Muscles relaxing and allowing for deeper thrusts, ass pushing back insistently demanding more.

The tempo rushes up as they both get lost in the sensations. Gentleness abandoned quickly and welcomingly replaced by roughness. Both needing the hardness, both wanting to feel that edge.

Sweat drips from chest onto back as they soar higher together. Decorum and manners dissolving into savageness and crudeness. Their elemental needs overtaking and driving them.

The sounds of hips slapping asscheeks echoing in the humid air meshing with the heavy and gasping breathing patterns and in turn intertwining with their musky scents.

Throaty grunts punctuating the hard fast thrusts � squeals, screams, roars, groans.

Ass pushing higher as feet rise to tip toes, offering itself up again and again for the craved assault. Fists clenching the downy soft pillows of the couch.

Hamstrings and quads vibrating with fatigue as the peak is neared, hands clench tightly to hips, disregarding the bruising that will assuredly be left behind, pulling back as hips lewdly thrust forward and pull back � riding furiously.

Screamed orgasms rip through their bodies almost simultaneously. Bodies jerking wildly, thrashing and bucking wantonly as they both strain to reach higher, giving in to the blissful explosions.

Collapsing as arm muscles give way, chest and ribs colliding against sweaty back as they lay panting and gasping for the elusive air. Hearts thudding wildly and heat leaves their bodies, causing both to shiver as they moan.

A firm pat to a quivering asscheek signaling the impending withdrawal. A hiss through clenched jaws the reaction to the retreat and feeling of emptiness. Wiggling as the adrenaline rush dissipates leaving the thud and sting of sweet soreness.

She turns and walks towards the bathroom, smiling as she unbuckles the strap-on harness as he grins while rising off the arm of the couch. Both counting down until next time.

bisa

Assume Nothing

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