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Yeah, all I manage is, "Please..." in a whimpering kind of whine.
But the good news is that he knows what I'm asking for.
He squeezes my pussy through my panties, not hard enough to hurt but firmly enough that it’s as though he’s claiming it for his own, and I swear I almost have an orgasm right then. Then, I'm over his shoulder and he just carries me to his huge, oversized chair. He sits down and just lays me over his lap, effortlessly getting my clothes off until I'm wearing just my bra and panties. I can't even think. I can feel his cock (and geez, it's huge!) pressing against me through his pants.
This man is raw, absolute power.
I'm in awe of him.
I'm in awe of his power over me.
He's so strong and handsome and his touch on me is so firm.
So strong.
There's something so hot about being dressed for the cold weather and then being stripped down into just my bra and panties. It’s especially hot given that I was naked while passed out and then dressed only to remove my clothes a short while later.
No. I didn’t remove a fucking thing. He did!
And now, I’m stripped down. It's kind of like being stripped down to my bare essentials. This is me. All of me.
There's nothing holding me back.
Nothing to hide.
When I'm stripped down like this, it's real.
My body is his for the taking.
And Russel isn’t shy about taking.
He's got my bra off in a second, leaving my breasts exposed to the brisk, cold air.
As if he'd read my mind, he leans forward and sucks my right nipple into his mouth.
"Oh fuck," I moan. Okay, so I guess I can come up with at least a few words. He sucks it so hard that it is like a physical shockwave traveling to my pussy.
My panties are soaked. I'm beyond ready. I want him to take these panties off but I'm not sure how to ask. Regardless of managing that one, "Oh, fuck," I can't even speak. He leans forward and bites my other nipple, softly but enough that there’s no mistaking what he does.
It stings perfectly. It doesn't really hurt, but it adds to the already very clear understanding that he's in charge. He's taking what he wants for me. His hand moves down to my panties, and he presses against my pussy, the heel of his palm grinding against my clit through the cotton.
I'm going to cum!
I can't help but want to cum with him inside of me, but I can't hold off. I scream as the orgasm hits, and maybe the greatest tragedy of my life is that he's still dressed, and I can't scramble about so I'm straddling him and he's inside of me.
Fortunately, as I writhe in beautiful, blissful agony, he makes it clear to me that he's adept at addressing that tragedy.
With one hand he changes my position. He just lifts me up. The hand he uses is the one on my pussy. I end up straddling it, holding onto his shoulders as he lifts me up like his hand is a bicycle seat on a hydraulic lift. That reinforces the whole idea of this man’s power and my utter helplessness with him the way a hammer might reinforce that glass is fragile! With his other hand, he gets his pants unzipped and his cock out. He just pulls me down, yanking my panties out of the way and driving his cock deeply into me.
Whoa!
This is not a slow fucking. This fucking is animalistic, fast and hard. It's exactly what I fantasize about and exactly what I want, but it's still shocking and overwhelming. Do you want to hear something crazy? All of my wounds from the cougar attack hurt like hell but somehow it makes all of it better. I don’t understand how in the world things work that way but it does. It feels better and I suppose that has something to do with the pain highlighting my helplessness or something. Who knows, right?
Damn it’s good.
I want to tell you that I’m instantly transported back into the tent with him the first time we made love, the time he took my virginity and introduced me to a world of sex that was incomprehensible at first and then incomprehensibly good. I have to say that it seems like my mind travels there more than my body. Don’t get me wrong. The sensations are beyond incredible but it’s all of the emotions that fill me.
And then I cry out as he moves us.
