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“Ah, it’s so wonderful sleeping and waking up at your side.” He stretches, leaning all his body weight against my body, squashing me.
“I wanted to thank you for everything you’ve done for me, yesterday and in general. I don’t take it for granted. You keep surprising me. Or more accurately, I’m surprised by how much you affect me.”
“Ouch,” I squeak, crushed under his weight of his body. However, I was careful not to stop him, lest he pull back and shuts me out.
“Ouch?” he chuckles. “I’m only getting started,” he surprises me, and lightly bites my buttocks. Then, he sat me between his legs. “There’s nothing I want more than to lose myself inside of you. However, it’s going to cost a price I’m not sure I’m willing to pay.”
“I don’t understand,” I choke with fear. “Do you need some space?”
“No, Sam,” he sniggers. “I don’t need any space. I need you, your body and your scent. I need to unload all my turmoil and pain inside of you so you can understand just how troubled I am. I can’t find a way to explain or show you the intensity of the pain I’m experiencing right now. Usually, I don’t like being touched intimately. It throws me off because it might reveal something and make me confront feelings I’d rather suppress. That’s why I’ve always preferred having rough sex, that’s how I’ve managed to shake off all those controlling thoughts. But when I’m with you, even that kind of sex feels completely different,” he explains, even before I manage to process his words. “You’ve change all of that for me.” He looks at me with appreciation and continues with a broken voice. “The only problem is that I suck at putting it into words, and I need actions and your permission to allow me complete freedom. I want to forget myself inside of you and unload my deep grief.”
“In other words, you’d like for me to be your vessel?”
He was amazed with my choice of words.
“Yes, yes. That’s exactly what I need right now, for you to understand in how much pain I’m in. I want to be with you right now and be freed forever.”
“That’s all I ever wanted,” I was moved to tears. “Let it hurt as much as it will. I want to take all the pain from you. I’ll cherish this moment forever.”
“I hope so,” he smiles affectionately as he delicately and somewhat ticklishly removes my clothes. He takes some baby oil from the drawer and rubs it patiently and sensually, softly and intensely all over my body. He kisses, smells and embraces it.
Then, he asks me to stand on all fours. He takes my black thongs, stretches it, then ties my hands up in the front. My behind is protruding upwards. And so, with my body completely oiled up, and absolutely bare, he pleasures me with his amazing fingers, making me dripping wet.
I moan with a surge of pleasure.
“Quiet!” he whispers. “I don’t want anyone coming up here to check on me.” He spanks me. I swallow the surprising pain.
He becomes more and more aggressive with every passing moment. He demands me to perform oral sex on him while my hands are still tied up by my underwear. He asks me to make the effort for him and caresses my hair. I’m so turned on and at ease; I’m completely invested. I do what I’m told, and I do it forcefully, so he can also feel the intensity of the feelings he had awakened in me. He moans. He pulls my ponytail up and down, dunking his stunningly erect and hard manhood into my mouth. Again, and again, and then gently against my gaped teeth. He caresses my buttocks, then cups them. Then, he penetrates me with his fingers, in and out, doing with me as he wills.
Our loud and pleasured moaning rings throughout the room. The first rays of sun signal that a new day is about to begin. Gratified, he pulls his penis out of my mouth, erotically slipping out as my swollen, moist and meaty lips envelop him again with juicy delight. I then bring my head to my tied hands, brush my fingers against my lips trying to imagine what they look like.
Of course, he doesn’t miss a thing, and he immediately bites my upper lip with sweet force. I relish in it.
Wholeheartedly invested in his master plan, he leans towards my behind, protruding upwards and fully stretched. He strokes my buttocks, that keep rising with his every unapologetic stroke.
I want to tell him that I’ve never had anal sex. But it’s too late. With one swift movement, he penetrates me from behind with extreme ferocity, leaving me totally frozen and petrified. He pulls me to him, then away from him, clutching onto my behind, kneading it like cookie dough. Every now and then, he blurts out incoherent sentences, spanks me roughly, makes me burn with pain. He caresses my buttocks as I climax so fiercely, like never before. He takes advantage of how exposed and vulnerable I am, and grabs both of my butt cheeks, spanking me again lightly to indicate he wants me to dictate the pace. I allow myself to immerse in this carnal lust, pick up the pace, until he’s relieved.
“My God!” he exclaims and says with a trembling and broken voice, “you have a llama’s ass. You’re incredible!” And then, he completely empties himself inside of me, moaning loudly with pleasure.
I breathe heavily and try to soothe my racing heart that had long since lost its natural rhythm. My hands are still tied with the small pieces of fabric. Sweat and passion droplets drip from my tail bone to my buttocks. My body’s glistening from the oil, the satisfaction and the pain that keeps pulsing through me as the minutes pass and I regain consciousness. He slowly and gently pulls out of me. He wipes clean every part of my body with wet-wipes he had prepared on his side table. Then, he quickly removes the underwear ties off my hands; they had left a mark on my wrists. He collects me into his lap and kisses my palms, grateful. He delicately rolls me to my side, we spoon, and he embraces me tightly.
“You’re the best sex I’ve ever had. Even more so, I want to thank you, gorgeous. I imagine that this was pretty unusual for you, but you’ve made a sacrifice for me today and I’ll forever be in your debt. I feel liberated, renewed, powerful and strong. And it’s all thanks to you, my princess. I’m alive thanks to you. I felt dead inside, I swear. You’re my remedy.” He keeps talking and complimenting me. I try not to move too much, so he won’t loosen his grip on me. However, the pain spreads throughout my body, and I need some fresh air.
“I need to take a shower,” I declare and try to slowly get up.
“What?”
“I need to take a shower and get rid of all this oil!” I lie to him.
“Wow!” He’s startled. “Look at your ass! You’re all bruised and aching because of me. I’m so sorry! How could I have gotten so carried away? You’re so gentle.” He’s upset and distressed.
“Avi,” I caress his face. “Please, calm down. I love you so much, which means that I love the entire array of your emotions. It’s quite the opposite. I should thank you for sharing with me the magnitude of your pain and allowing me to be a part of it, and a part of you. It hurts so much because it’s my first time.”
“Your first time? What do you mean?” He looks at me, puzzled.
“It’s the first time I’ve had anal sex,” I explain embarrassedly.
“No! Are you serious?” He’s surprised and ashamed all at once.
