You come home from work tired and thinking of nothing but resting in a bath. It had been too long since bubbles popped around your throat. And you knew that once he came over all the anxiety and exhaustion from work would lift and you’d be filled with the energy you recalled from years ago.
For over a month now he had been asking to do one specific thing in bed. He was so much more adventurous then you were and you liked that about him. But sometimes he wanted to do things that you felt so nervous about. Every time you closed your eyes you could feel his hand on your throat. You never knew that sex could feel like that.
Choking was wonderful. But this thing? What he wanted to do to you? No. Not that. Not ever.
But his eyes were unrelenting.
Finally you hear the door open. You never gave him a key but loved that he knew not to knock. You could hear his big footsteps. He was so much bigger than any man you’d ever been with. He was strange and exciting and different.
He drops his keys on the table and you wait for him to come down the hallway into your room. Your robe is half open, but you think better and close it up. He goes to the kitchen and just waits. Then you listen to hear his stomping foot. He sounds like such a giant.
He’s going to want to do it. You can tell. That’s obvious though. He always wants to do this one thing. He says it turns him on. You so desperately want to turn him on. But you’re so nervous for this that you try to find every other way imaginable to turn him on.
Step after step. You listen carefully as though you can predict his mood by his gait. You had told him that you felt self-conscious, but he had had enough.
He is framed by your doorway now. A looming shadow. He doesn’t smile or frown or say anything. He puts both of his hands on either side of the door frame and pushes as though he’s going to tear the entire house down. The veins in his forearms bulge out. You remember the feel of his thumb on the side of your throat as he thrust his cock so far into your body, it made you sing with excitement.
Your hand slowly moves up to your throat. Then you realize what you’re doing and you look down. He is there in front of you now. His bulging pants inches from your face. He puts his big hands under your chin and lifts your face to look at him. Then he reaches down and picks you up in both of his hands and tosses you onto the bed.
You know that you were right. He wants to do that thing. But there is no way you can do it. Not that!
His fierce eyes tell you that you don’t have a say in it anymore. His mind is made up. Before you know it his shirt is off and he has torn your robe from your body. He bites your neck but only kisses you a little bit. He is not in a tender loving mood. He throws your body back hard against the bed. You bounce up once and land with your entire body facing up.
He grips your naked body with his middle finger digging into your butt cheeks and his thumb gripping your pelvis. Totally and completely controlling your hips with his one hand, he lifts your butt and rotates you, so that your face is now forward into the bedsheets. He pulls your thighs back and pushes your knees together. With his other hand he reaches around and pushes your head hard, but with tenderness, down further into the folds of your bed. At first you begin to worry that he won’t let you up for air, then you move your face and gulp. His other hand is gripping your ass so tight you know there will be bruises, but your mind has disappeared. All you can feel is his fingers gripping your scalp through your tangled hair. You can hear his growl. You can feel several of your hairs on the verge of being torn from your head. And that’s when he bites down on your butt.
Now your whole body quivers. His breath is hot where the wet spot on you still remains. The hand on your head moves backward and up, and it is joined by his other hand to grip your back.
He pulls back, forcing your pussy to be more fully exposed to his face. Again he bites down, leaving a thick watery feeling sliding down your backside. And again he pulls even harder on your back. You’re almost fully bent in half. His mouth moves to your other cheek and his hands leave your body.
They run slowly up your thigh from your knees. You struggle for a more comfortable position, only to feel his right hand grip your side and force your face back down.
He moans as his lips move over your ass. You’re aware of the proximity to your exposed vagina and wiggle your butt to entice him. He continues enjoying the skin directly around your exposed sex but avoids direct contact.
His hands are on either cheek now. His breath and voice mingle into a throaty gurgle as he enjoys the feel of your fleshy butt.
Pulling your cheeks till they hurt, he finally brings out his tongue. And with his tongue as wide as the palm of his hand he envelopes your labia and licks all the way up toward your anus. You become overwhelmed with nervousness again, but then he moans with such intense pleasure at the taste of you that you relax.
His tongue moves back toward the top of your pussy as his tongue plays with you. He makes his tongue point straight out and begins pushing inside. His face presses so far into you the tip of his nose grazes your anus. Again you become self-conscious and squirm to get away. But he is having none of it. His hand shoots out and grips your back so hard and he pulls your body with such force you wonder how he hasn’t hurt anything. Now his face is completely in between your cheeks.
His entire mouth and tongue drips with a mixture of his saliva and you. His big wet tongue begins to move rhythmically as it hits your clit. Up. Down. In. Out. His fingers wiggle inside and he works his tongue steadily as he moves his fingers inside and out, back and forth.
You feel like crying and shouting and you want to leave, to kick him out, but you push your butt harder into his face. The shock waves are intense and you forget that your asshole is right on his lips.
Da dum. Da dum. Da dum. His tongue hits the perfect rhythm. His hands grip your butt tighter and then his left hand reaches around to feel your tits. He loves your tits as much as his mouth is loving your pussy from behind.
He is playing with your nipples now. Softly. Then a light pinch. Da dum. Da dum. Then he grabs a handful. You want to smile because you are so proud that he can’t get enough of your breasts. You can’t smile because the feeling of his tongue is striking every nerve like raindrops drowning your body. Da Dum. Da Dum. His tongue has not wavered from its rhythm. That’s when it comes. You knew it was coming but it still catches you by surprise. It is the most intense flood you’ve ever felt. It washes over you and even your toenails tingle.
Now even his big strong hands cannot keep you in the position he wants. You regain control of your existence, straighten your back and curl your toes.