He asked me to turn around and I found my ass in the air waiting for my mate. Without having seen it, I know that its cock will give me complete satisfaction because, just before, I had felt the bump it made in its pants and it was already stiff, probably just at the thought of fuck me good as it should. My curves were also certainly for something. It is this moment of expectation that is often the most exciting: the thought of the pleasure one is going to have in the moments that follow prolongs the pleasure itself in anticipation. With my back turned, I hear the zip of his zipper and his pants dropping to his ankles, and that alone is already giving me chills. I stretch my ass and I feel his prick reaching my orifice without hesitation. Therefore the act is irremediable and a final shiver runs through my body. His cock is introduced into me in small jerks and then, with larger movements, he skewers me to the hilt. I then feel his hands hugging my hips more tightly. He is now the master, and thus well threaded I have only to abandon myself to his desires. Well installed in me, his movements become more powerful, I feel his breath in my back, and to excite him a little more I wave my buttocks, and at times I tighten and loosen my sphincter to feel it better, as well as to accentuate his pleasure. It is he who is setting the pace, even if at times my buttocks go to meet his blows. I came across a good partner who manages to file me with great perseverance, but whatever the duration I find that it is always too short. His member is now very hard and very stiff in me, and it has grown to my great satisfaction. From time to time he throws crude words at me, calling me a slut or a fat slut, I am entirely submissive to him, I am his thing, his docile female. Then I feel a gentle warmth invade me inside, deep down, spurts of his cum come in jerks. My enjoyment is at its peak and my ass is crazy, he asks for more ...

... Log in to read the end of this erotic story | 100% free registration