Wistfully, I tried to help myself from this unfathomable temptation of his. But my longing and fantasies ended when he held back himself.
"Un-an! Not so easy." He said.
He bent down to my ears and whispered, "What's so hurry? You started the game. Also, the game has just started."
Though his voice made my ears pregnant and butterflies in my belly. It is painful. He is playing with me, and I'm desperate to fill myself. "Hu... Husband! P-Please... I'm-!"
Pressing his whole weight on me, he grabbed my neck and forced a kiss on my lips after questioning me softly, "You?"
"Haaaah!" I panted. "I... I want y-you inside m-me...!" My voice shattered in between my mo*ns.
"What?" He took a bit of my lips.
Aaaaangh! That hurts. I guess my fingernails pierced into his back. I wish this wouldn't leave a wound on his back.
"Aaaaaggghhh!. ..I... I'm-! I'm sorry!" I held his head by his cheeks as he supported himself with his one hand whilst his other hand fondling one of my bosom.
"You are sorry?" He looked into my eyes. This time he twisted and pinched the hardened nipple very strongly. Despite the pain, I nodded to him.
"What are you sorry for?" He asked me politely, kissing all over my face.
"...F-For... I became... m-mischievous all of a sudden." My hands clenched around him as he forced all his weight on me while he tried to wrap around my back.
"And?" He questioned while biting on my shoulder. Leaving me to wonder how he moved that fast.
"I- I didn't l-lis- listened to you...!" He made me sit on his lap without breaking the bond between us, which is formed by my insides and his thing.
"And?" He questioned me.
Participating in his play, I found myself kneeling on him. I supported myself with my hands on his shoulders. And he caressed my hair back.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaannnghh! I... I'm sorry!" I felt a sharp stinging pain, somewhere deep inside me and I lost my conscience. I don't know why and what I'm saying.
"Move on your own." He said enjoying my cries, piercing his gazes into me and his hands cruelly massaging my back.
"Huh!?" Amidst the pain and desire to reach their peak, he made a weird request. Also, what does he mean? How should I move on my own? I cannot stand this anymore.
"Just now you were moving." He leaned back on the bed, crossing his hands back on his neck. I sat on him like a deserted coconut tree on a small island.
Now what? What am I supposed to do?
Then I realized. Isn't it what I wanted to do? Why am I feeling shy now? I wanted to lead him. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to lick him. I wanted to bite him. A mundane question rang in my head, But why am I unable to do it?
"I'll count to 3. If you don't move. I'll do as I wish." He said waiting for a while and staring with ecstasy.
"...Y-you do it!" I tried to speak a bit fluently. Before he could start the count.
Burning me in his intense stares, he chuckled and laid me back on the bed. After he knelt on me, he directly attacked my abdomen and sucked as if he want to gobble me as a whole. I bite on my hand to avoid further screams.
"You are not allowed to close your eyes or cover your face." He sounded commanding.
Taking my hand out of my mouth, he kissed me and led my both hands to his man down there. He is still erect and solid. While his fingers surfed deep down inside me, my hands gripped him firmly. My eyes rolled upside down for his rough rigorous play inside me.
The more he applied force, the more I clenched him. Though his thing is thick and solid, I can feel his softness and warmth. I can't help but take a peek at him and his thing.
Gnnnngh!
Huh? What is this sound? I think he groaned. Suddenly his thing became slippery because of the fluid oozing out. I want to... adore it. I tried to get up. But he pushed me down.
He took away his thing from my hands and before I could say anything he thrusted himself inside me without any delay.
Gasp! Aaaaaaaaaaaannnghhh! I screamed and strangled the bedsheet.
Caressing my cheek, he bit my neck. This time I controlled myself from screaming to his bite. Again, he is unpredictable so he bit me hard this time and I couldn't help but scream in pleasure.
"If you are not gonna let your voice out, it will be more painful." He said and kissed me on my lips.
Anticipating to reach the climax, I wrapped my hands around his broad back. His slippery swirling tongue inside my mouth, made me feel his hot solid thing in my womb.
My legs crossed firmly on his back. His kiss lasted for a few more seconds than regular as I generated the capacity to withhold my breaths and his kiss.
I'm feeling pain, does he also feel this pain? Is this pain the keystone to love? I'm stuck in between these two things this time.
Haaaaah! he let me go. He panted slightly and I panted like a maniac. And... he helped himself.
The real game began, and I'm in no shape to handle him. But... he started moving, staring deep into my eyes.
Ahhhhhhhh! I'm dead! I clenched his hands. I interlocked my fingers with his. I raised my hips.
After a few seconds of break and making me feel relaxed, he rose. Haaaaaaannnngh!
Then and on, he didn't give me any time to get a hold of me and I felt elated by his deep love.
He thrust in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! My eyes poured down. His sweat fell on my body everywhere. I'm drenched in his and my sweat. The sheets turned cold.
Soon he began to talk, and I lost my moral sense.
Holding my bosom. "This softness of yours drives me crazy!" He screamed like a madman and pulled it again. Haaaaaaannnngh! He thrusted in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
He moved his hand along my waist border, on laterals. "These curves drown me to death." He pulled it again. Haaaaaaannnngh! He thrusted in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
He pinched my lips with his fingertips, "These lips resuscitate me. From death bed." He pulled it again. Haaaaaaannnngh! He thrusted in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
He caressed my eyes and eyebrows, "These eyes make me feel I'm ditched when they just look away at anything other than me." He pulled it again. Haaaaaaannnngh! He thrusted in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Holding my hand near his lips, "These hands swindle me. If they don't touch me back." He placed my fingers in his mouth and clutched them.
I sighed loudly in pain. Before I could understand... He pulled it again. Haaaaaaannnngh! He thrusted in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! He then interlocked my finger with his.
Holding my neck, "This neck of yours, makes me want to strangle, by indulging myself into." He pulled it again. Haaaaaaannnngh! He thrusted in! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
His hand travelled down, by giving a stroke to my collarbone and drawing a line in between my bosom to dip his finger in my umbilicus. "This belly button of yours, makes me get lost by taking a flip into it." He swirled his finger in it and continued, "I wish I could die in here... someday... placing my head on it..."
He raised his head. Wiped my tears off. He pulled it and thrust in! Continued it for another-many-more-times. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Without taking a break this time. I screamed louder and louder.
Gnnnngh! I heard his small sound of groaning when he filled me.
Now, I can feel some liquid flowing in my womb. Hot. Thick. Viscous. A weird sensation. I want to drown in this pleasure. After sending his love into my body, he fell on me.
I felt complete with him on me and inside me. He kissed me continuously. I wondered, 'Is this my first time staying awake until the end?'
Somehow, I tried touching his face and it was of no use. His face showed his exhaustion and I was also out of energy.
Before he could say anything or I could say anything, he let set me free and cuddled me to sleep. He fell asleep sooner than I expected and I couldn't fall asleep.
I can see, he is soooooooo tired. We were playing nearly for 2 hours or so. It must be tiring to him. I forgot how many times we did... IT today.
I couldn't help but stare at his sleeping innocent face and I stole a kiss from his lips as a result, and he smiled!
I got up and cleaned him with tissues. I wrapped him with the blanket and didn't disturb him anymore. He sounded peaceful.
But...
Ah! My back is hurting like hell. It is too much. I guess it is the reason why he makes love from behind. Anyway, I liked it today more than any other day.
I dragged my waist in pain and went to wash up myself.
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