1. Is he. Part 1. First meeting
  2. Is he. Part 2: The overwhelming desire
  3. Is he. Part 3: Shameless Girl

Enough, you need to finish these fantasies about him! Either make this step, or forget about it forever. That's when I chose the first option, so now I stand on the threshold of his apartment. Worried. With shaking hands, I press the doorbell. “Open faster, otherwise I'll change my mind and run away.” My thoughts breaks the clicking of the opening lock.

- Hello!

- Hello! Come on in!

I see a small smirk on his face. I enter. Looking at his apartment. An incredible number of times looking through his photos, in my thoughts, I was already here. What he so hooked me, a modest married girl? Why was it with him that an incredible physical desire awakened in me that I could not resist? I had no answer to these questions, as well as many others. But I could no longer run from this desire and it was as if the little mouse itself came into his mousetrap. And here I am in his apartment, alone with him and with my incomprehensible thoughts.

Having taken off outer clothing and having taken off my shoes, I enter the room.

- How did you get?

- Good. For a long time, really - for some reason, smiling awkwardly, I answer.

- Yes, I'm tired of waiting!

Comes to me as close as possible, hugs, looks into the eyes, look like a predator. I catch my breath from his head. I look away shyly. Feel his breath and kiss on my neck.

“Can't you even offer me tea?” - trying to take matters into their own hands, I say.

- You're not here for this, have you come! - answering, presses me against the wall.

All my common sense tells me to escape from here, but my body cannot resist its perseverance. I feel like they paint my cheeks with shame and ... excitement.

He seemed to be pulling time, wanting to enjoy the moment. The moment when my principles break. Now I can not think of anything other than the desire to be him. He runs his finger over my lower lip, I bite it. He likes to watch this desire overpower everything else and I become submissive.

Finally, my torture is over. Kisses me. Gently. Passionately. I feel how much he is excited, can no longer wait. Quickly undresses me, takes off jeans and a sweater. I stand in front of him in black lace underwear. I see how his vulgar gaze slides up and down my body. I know that he likes white underwear, but black, it seems to me, looks particularly sexy on my snow-white skin. And now I want exactly this. To be sexy and desirable for him. Feel his hands on his body, hugs and kisses. Dive into these feelings, forgetting everything. Yes, that's why I came here.

Takes off his shirt. I cling to his hot body. Kisses. I stroke his dick through the pants.

- Lustful female! Do you want - presses my hand to his groin.

Instead of answering, I kneel before him. I do not know why, but it really turns me on, to unbutton the belt on men's trousers myself. There is in it something personal, intimate and sexual. I unbutton a belt, a lightning. I feel how his penis is already pulsing under them. I drag everything down, and he appears before me in all its glory. I gently stroke his hand, I feel how hot he is. I lick my tongue from the testicles to the very head. And completely immersed in the mouth. I look into his eyes. Down up. In his opinion, I understand that it turns him damn. If he only knew how much it turns me on. I continue to caress him. I stroke his testicles with my hand, and then take the member completely in my mouth, I caress only the head, helping myself with my hand.

After enjoying my view of my knees, he pulls me away, takes my hand, lifts me up and leads me to the bed. Standing behind me. Unzips, removes the bra. He presses me to him, I feel his excited cock. Kisses shoulders, neck. Runs his hands over his chest. Squeezes nipples between fingers for a second. I scream a little, but the pain is sweet, I get even more excited by it.Pushing me. I lean on the bed with my hands, sticking out my ass. Takes off my wet through panties. Goes down and holds the language from the clitoris to the ass. And in a second it enters my pussy with my dick. Completely, to the end. I dreamed about it from the moment of our first meeting, then in the park. Feel his dick in yourself, be in his power, become his. One hand squeezes my ass, the other holding my hair. Increases the pace, brings me almost to the edge, and slows down again, but I can no longer. A few deep thrusts, my moan, tension, goose bumps all over my body and the first orgasm covers me.

Let me go. I lay on my back, he is on top. Kisses my neck. He squeezes his chest, bites nipples, from which my breath again quickens. Down below to my pussy. I spread my legs, and he tongue begins to caress my clitoris. At first gently, barely touching. But when I start moaning, he acts bolder and puts two fingers into my pussy. I suffocate from these caresses. I bend back and whisper so that he does not stop. But he does not listen to me. Stops. Raises my legs and abruptly enters me the entire length of his penis. Again a pause. Movement again. Sharp, fast, tough. And this torture begins again. When I am ready to finish it almost stops. Watching my reaction. This happens several times.

- Do you want to finish?

- Yes, please, I really want to finish!

Again I see his small smirk. But now I don’t care how I look in his eyes and what I say. Let him do what he wants with me, just bring me to orgasm.

- Good. Only I want you to look into my eyes during an orgasm! Do you understand? - almost an order sounds, but I am ready to fulfill it.

- Yes - suddenly embarrassed, I look away.

He holds my neck. I do not choke, but I feel his strength, control over myself. I instantly recall his words and no longer dare look away. He moves again, enters deeply, strongly. I scratch the sheets and frantically struggle with the desire to close my eyes. Deep breath, shrinking all and now he is the long-awaited orgasm. A few seconds at the very peak I look into his eyes, then ... I almost lose consciousness.

Gives me a little breath. Hangs over me, whispers in my ear:

- Good girl! And now come here - takes me by the hand, gets out of bed and puts me on my knees.

I understand that he wants to finish. I take his dick in her mouth. Hot, tense. He takes my hair and puts it on my dick. A few movements, his prolonged moan and I feel how he ends. The dick pulses, and my mouth is filled with his sperm. I swallow. Let me go. He stroked his cheek. Smiles

- Come to me!

I get up, cling to him. Kisses Whispers in the ear:

- Good girl! My girl!

3 comments
  • February 14, 2018 15:34

    cool, but not enough, though managed to get wet 10+

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  • March 4, 2018 21:30

    Thanks for the feedback!))

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  • Bunny (a guest)
    April 15, 2018 0:34

    Very cool, but I want more) I look forward to continuing

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    • Rating: 1

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