I opened my eyes in a dark room, lying completely naked in a large unfamiliar bed. Moonlight coming from the windows provided faint illumination. I was laying on my side, using someone’s large arm as a pillow. Still groggy from sleep, I wondered where I was.
The moment of confusion passed quickly, as I remembered collapsing in my roommate’s bed after a powerful orgasm. I faintly remember him wiping off the mess we made and gently caressing my body as I fell asleep. He was still there, lying next to me. I could hear his steady breath close behind me.
Thinking I’d sneak off to my own bed, I slowly started to get up. I didn’t want to wake him. I did not get far, however. Sensing movement, he wrapped his hands around me and pulled me close. I wasn’t sure if he was awake or still half-asleep, embracing me out of instinct.
He was now spooning me from behind, pushing his substantial manhood between my thighs. I felt its hardness and the heat it radiated. He slowly started moving his hips and rubbing his cock against me. He was hard again. Or still? Perhaps he was having a hot dream?
I didn’t say anything, still not wanting to wake him, and stopped moving. I was comfortable, after all, and still sleepy. Hiis slow humping and the touch of his hard cock against mine was starting to make me aroused.
I would stay a little while longer, I told myself, as there was no rush.
He didn’t say a word either, but soon I felt his hand starting to caress me. If he was asleep before, then clearly that wasn’t the case any longer.
He slid his hand gently up and down my slender body, touching my stomach and sides. When he made his way down, he firmly fondled and massaged my butt for a long while. All the while still gently but steadily grinding his hips into mine, rubbing our dicks together. I was now fully erect as well.
He then turned his attention to my chest. I could feel both his hands, gliding up and down my chest. They stopped on my nipples and he began to play with them. He gently rubbed his fingertips against them, prompting an involuntary gasp of pleasure from me.
He continued playing with them for what seemed like an ecstasy filled eternity. Rubbing them, pinching them between fingertips and then rolling them between his fingers. Occasionally he’d apply more pressure, pinching them harder, almost to the point of pain. This elicited more lust-filled quiet moans from me.
As if to quieten me, I felt his fingers move to my lips. They lingered there for a moment, sensually massaging my lips. The sensation was intoxicating and I couldn't stop another muffled sound of enjoyment from escaping. As soon as I parted my lips, he slid two of his fingers into my mouth, resting them on my tongue.
“Mmmpph!” I tried to protest quietly. Why did he do that? Did he expect me to suck them?
I was, however, immediately distracted by another jolt of pleasure. He was now massaging my rigid member with his large hand. He rubbed, squeezed and slowly started to stroke it.
My mind now filled with lust, I started to suck on his fingers. By doing so, I somehow felt as if I was fulfilling a desire. A desire I didn’t know I had before. A desire to wrap my lips around something while being pleasured.
I began to imagine his thick cockhead in my mouth instead of the fingers. The thought made me even more excited.
As suddenly as they had entered, the fingers were withdrawn from my mouth after some minutes.
Why’d he stop? I wondered needily, but didn’t say anything.
But his digits, now glistening with my saliva, soon found a new place. Nestling firmly between my buttcheeks. Just like earlier in the shower, he started massaging the area around my tiny hole. This time he was more brazen as he glided his wet fingers around the rim and gradually started to apply pressure to my entrance.
He wanted to enter me with his fingers, there was no doubt about it.
“No, I can’t– ” I tried again to whisper my weak objection.
“Sssh... trust me. I’ll make you feel good.” he whispered back.
I did trust him and he had made me feel more than good on several occasions. So I stayed quiet, trying to relax the muscles below. My heart was beating quickly in anticipation and my mind was a fog of desire and lust.
A part of me really wanted this. Letting go and trusting my body to him had awakened something new in me. This act of submission added a new layer of desire and pleasure to what already existed before. I felt it also helped me relax and let him in.
After moments of steadily increasing pressure, his slick finger finally entered me. Immediately I let out an involuntary yelp as a result of this new and indescribable sensation. He gave me a moment to get used to the feeling and then slowly started to move his finger back and forth inside me, as I forced my body to relax.
There was no pain and the odd sensation of penetration quickly turned into a unique pleasure I had never felt before.
He picked up the pace, fingering me faster and deeper with each push. Unconsciously as a reflex, I tried to move away from him and his penetrating fingers, but he pulled me closer with his other hand on my waist.
“Ssshh.. You’re doing great. Just take it.” he whispered in my ear and inserted another finger.
“I ca–” I started to say but was interrupted by the sensation of being stretched out.
The room steadily filled with my moans as he continued to finger me without pause. The overwhelming excitement left me wordless.
After a while he carefully withdrew his fingers and turned away from me, towards the nightstand.
I turned to my back and only managed to pant for a while, catching my breath and resting from the sensations.
Moments later he turned back and climbed on top of me. I saw his face in the moonlight, he had a look of intense lust on his face. I felt his giant cock graze my thigh as he lowered himself on me. I realised why he had turned away, his pulsating manhood was now slick with lube.
I looked into his eyes. He couldn't possibly think abou-
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said with his quiet deep voice, interrupting my thoughts.
My heart skipped a beat, I bit my lower lip and turned away. There was something authoritative in his voice and gaze. This was going to happen and I had to lie down and take it.
He parted my legs and pushed them up so he’d get a better angle. I felt so exposed at that moment. But also excited.
Then I felt it - the heat of his large cockhead now lined up and resting on my small hole, slightly throbbing. He teased me with his tip, spreading the lube around.
Once again I tried to relax, my heart racing. Was this really happening? This wasn’t a dream right? He was going to fuck me with that huge thing.
He then started to push his huge cock in, gently rocking his hips back and forth as it started to enter me. The sensation was much more powerful compared to his fingers. Gasping and moaning, I felt my hole stretch and stretch but there was constantly more and more pushing in.
There was no way he could fit it all inside me, was there?
“It’s too big!” I exclaimed with tears in my eyes.
Instead of stopping or even replying, he leaned in, pulled my head close to his and kissed me deeply. Our lips met and our tongues swirled together. My moans and cries were muffled by his mouth on mine as he continued to penetrate me, increasing speed steadily..
With every thrust I felt him stretching me out further and reaching deeper. But like before, the discomfort started to turn into pleasure. Intense pleasure.
He moved his head down to kiss my neck, while slamming into me with increased vigour. I moaned uncontrollably and instinctively tried to pull away from him. The sensation of his thick cocking pumping into me, stretching me out, was just too overwhelming.
But I couldn’t get away, he grabbed my waist with hands, holding me in place while he continued his relentless penetration. My body was flailing under him and my moans were getting louder and louder.
My mind was in a carnal haze and I looked into his eyes as he fucked me. I saw that he was also in a lust powered furor. Our eyes met and the look on his moonlit face said what words wouldn’t:I was the object of his sexual desire. I had submitted to him and now he was going to use me for HIS pleasure. He would fuck me how he wanted and however long he wanted.
The thought of him desiring me to such an extent, lusting after my body, filled me with increased lust. It made me feel even more submissive, more eager to please him. I wanted to act like the slutty characters from his porn videos.
I wrapped my arms around torso and pulled him even closer to me, allowing him to penetrate me even deeper. He was violently fucking me into the mattress and felt his massive balls slapping against my ass. He was completely filling me with every thrust and I couldn’t help but release a high pitched moan every time he did.
He was going faster and faster, grunting more loudly by the second. I could sense he was very close to orgasming.
I needed to come too, so I released my embrace, giving me space to work on my own cock. I placed my other hand at the back of his neck, pulling him down to me.. All the while being furiously pierced by his thick member.
This time it was me putting my mouth on his, extending my tongue to meet him in a deep sensual kiss.
This final act of acceptance and submission drove us both over the edge. His grunts and my moans were stifled by our tongues intermingling.
He pulled my hips as tight against his as he could in a final powerful thrust. I felt strong throbs and he continued to shoot his huge load into my tight hole.
My own climax in that position, while being filled to the brim by him, was so powerful that I felt some of it land on my cheeks and chin.
We lay there for a while, silent and dazed. Just an occasional sigh of bliss escaping our lips. Then finally he pulled out and laid down next to me. I felt his semen slowly trickle out of me.
We lay there, exhausted and satisfied. Caressing each other’s bodies and sharing kisses, we dozed off again.
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