Anticipation
I have been thinking about this weekend, a lot.. More and more as it gets closer... Cleaned my room changed the sheets, did laundry all to distract from thinking about the two days ahead. Like waiting in line to ride the roller coaster only this ride is a monster. Just waiting for me to climb on. I had amazing dreams about " IT" last night.
I have a need for Paul to totally dominate me, Make me a toy, puddy in his desires. I want to feel his cock in my hands, pussy, mouth. I want to make it hard till it hurts. Then allow him to use me anyway he desires. I want to be bathed in his cumm. I want to be enslaved to pleasing my white man.
He always fulfills my desires.....Paul always comes late like always i drink a glass or two of wine and get in bed. I always wear gowns to bed when I know he is going to be there. The dark that fills the room is only broken when he opens the door and walks to the side of the bed. Not always asleep but I pretend to be as I know he is watching me. I feel his hand as it traces my legs hips stomach and breast. He stands so close i can smell him. I hear him removing his shirt and dropping it to the floor. His fingers continue to gently trace the lines of my gown. My nipples harden against the fabric. I hear his zipper go down and him struggling to extract his cock from its captivity. Without looking I know he is massaging himself as I roll to my back.
I can feel my gown being lifted and he pushes my legs apart. Fingers begin to trace their way across my panties along the edges of my most privates. I moan. Without looking I know he is stroking himself. His hands pressing with more intention deprived of being able to touch me flesh on flesh he rubs me harder as i grow wetter and wetter.
My gown now above my breast I feel my nipples being pulled and pinched. I use this as an opportunity to see his cock as it sways in front of him. I hear his belt being pulled from the loops and laid on the bed beside of me. I feel an uncontrolled throb between my legs. He kicks his jeans to the side, another peek and his cock sways from side to side in a semi hard state.
His fingers pull my panties to the side exposing me to the cool night air. He again strokes himself. In the half light coming thru the open door his beautiful cum filled balls beg to be touched but I resist. He begins to finger me with intention my hips slowly begin to rock. I slide my head off the pillow closer to the side of the bed his cock now only inches from my face.
As he leans over to pull my panties to my ankles his cock brushes my face then my breast. His balls press my cheek. I feel the heat. One hand lingers on my breast the other probing the folds dipping in to the wetness. He lets his cock rest against my face before pushing the head against my lips. I resist him, not opening my mouth to him. I know what he wants. He continues stroking himself and fingering me at the same time. I push his hand from my pussy only for it to return again and again.
I turn my head away from him again and again only to be pulled further towards the edge of the bed. Now sideways on the bed he leans in to lift and spread my legs his cock all over my face as i squirm to resist him. He demands i keep them open, slapping my wetness with his hand then returning to finger me his open palm on my pubic mound to keep me still.
With my head over the side of the bed he presses his cock to my mouth several times. Then i feel it, he has picked up his belt from beside of me and laid it between my legs. If I don't do what he wants. I reach up above me and push his hand aside so to stroke it for him. Its not good enough even though he has returned to fingering me. He presses his cock to my face. I stroke him harder and harder. I feel the belt being lifted from my stomach but only after several stinging strokes reeling in pain. I relent to him.
His hips thrust forward.,his fully erect cock pressed to my throat. He holds the back of my head. His huge cum filled balls swinging between his legs. I can feel his orgasm building. I stroke and massage his balls at the same time. He grabs my hand with his and jacks two loads deep into my throat before pulling out and spraying cum onto my breast and belly. His salty sweet cum choked me and barely had time to get it down my throat before he pressed his cock in for cleaning.
Paul spun me around on the bed and holding my legs wide apart plunged his cock into me. I felt every inch of its thickness open me. The belt around the back of my neck as he pounded deeper into me. My pussy throbbed with orgasm after orgasm I felt him cum in me a second time before he lay on top of me and rolled to his back which left me sitting on top of his deflating cock.
As Paul slept I slid down during the night to nurture against his soft cock cleaning it and occasionally throating him. I know it pleased him.
I have a need for Paul to totally dominate me, Make me a toy, puddy in his desires. I want to feel his cock in my hands, pussy, mouth. I want to make it hard till it hurts. Then allow him to use me anyway he desires. I want to be bathed in his cumm. I want to be enslaved to pleasing my white man.
He always fulfills my desires.....Paul always comes late like always i drink a glass or two of wine and get in bed. I always wear gowns to bed when I know he is going to be there. The dark that fills the room is only broken when he opens the door and walks to the side of the bed. Not always asleep but I pretend to be as I know he is watching me. I feel his hand as it traces my legs hips stomach and breast. He stands so close i can smell him. I hear him removing his shirt and dropping it to the floor. His fingers continue to gently trace the lines of my gown. My nipples harden against the fabric. I hear his zipper go down and him struggling to extract his cock from its captivity. Without looking I know he is massaging himself as I roll to my back.
I can feel my gown being lifted and he pushes my legs apart. Fingers begin to trace their way across my panties along the edges of my most privates. I moan. Without looking I know he is stroking himself. His hands pressing with more intention deprived of being able to touch me flesh on flesh he rubs me harder as i grow wetter and wetter.
My gown now above my breast I feel my nipples being pulled and pinched. I use this as an opportunity to see his cock as it sways in front of him. I hear his belt being pulled from the loops and laid on the bed beside of me. I feel an uncontrolled throb between my legs. He kicks his jeans to the side, another peek and his cock sways from side to side in a semi hard state.
His fingers pull my panties to the side exposing me to the cool night air. He again strokes himself. In the half light coming thru the open door his beautiful cum filled balls beg to be touched but I resist. He begins to finger me with intention my hips slowly begin to rock. I slide my head off the pillow closer to the side of the bed his cock now only inches from my face.
As he leans over to pull my panties to my ankles his cock brushes my face then my breast. His balls press my cheek. I feel the heat. One hand lingers on my breast the other probing the folds dipping in to the wetness. He lets his cock rest against my face before pushing the head against my lips. I resist him, not opening my mouth to him. I know what he wants. He continues stroking himself and fingering me at the same time. I push his hand from my pussy only for it to return again and again.
I turn my head away from him again and again only to be pulled further towards the edge of the bed. Now sideways on the bed he leans in to lift and spread my legs his cock all over my face as i squirm to resist him. He demands i keep them open, slapping my wetness with his hand then returning to finger me his open palm on my pubic mound to keep me still.
With my head over the side of the bed he presses his cock to my mouth several times. Then i feel it, he has picked up his belt from beside of me and laid it between my legs. If I don't do what he wants. I reach up above me and push his hand aside so to stroke it for him. Its not good enough even though he has returned to fingering me. He presses his cock to my face. I stroke him harder and harder. I feel the belt being lifted from my stomach but only after several stinging strokes reeling in pain. I relent to him.
His hips thrust forward.,his fully erect cock pressed to my throat. He holds the back of my head. His huge cum filled balls swinging between his legs. I can feel his orgasm building. I stroke and massage his balls at the same time. He grabs my hand with his and jacks two loads deep into my throat before pulling out and spraying cum onto my breast and belly. His salty sweet cum choked me and barely had time to get it down my throat before he pressed his cock in for cleaning.
Paul spun me around on the bed and holding my legs wide apart plunged his cock into me. I felt every inch of its thickness open me. The belt around the back of my neck as he pounded deeper into me. My pussy throbbed with orgasm after orgasm I felt him cum in me a second time before he lay on top of me and rolled to his back which left me sitting on top of his deflating cock.
As Paul slept I slid down during the night to nurture against his soft cock cleaning it and occasionally throating him. I know it pleased him.
8 years ago
