The Animal Within

Well, Sir had said earlier that we needed to go to bed early.

You see, we were both exhausted after a night of little sleep.
(there is a theme in our lives…nights of too little sleep.)
So, bed meant, bed…sleep.

I was getting ready and he was as well.
He crawls into bed and has the TV on.

I walk over to my side of the bed and he casually says,
"Come here for a minute."
No tone, no look, just, come look at something kinda voice.

I come over, looking for what he needs or wants to show me.
He reaches his hand out…Ah, it's his hand.

I reach for it bending closer and
he grasps my hand and yanks,
easily pulling me over his lap.

*SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK*

OH!!!!

Holy hell, I so wasn't expecting that.
He rubs my bum, grabbing and scratching for good measure as well,
then just when I figure he's going to tell me to get into bed,

*SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK*

he rubs again and then pats my bum and does just that,
"Hop in, turn off the light, let's go to sleep."

I'm panting and trying to pull my whits about me.
I crawl beneath the covers, hit the lights
and he pulls me to his side.

We snuggle there quietly for probably 10-15 minutes.
Just as I'm about to drift off,
His hand moves to my breast and he begins to play with my nipple.

He begins by just pulling on my nipples gently,
rubbing the nub between his thumb and forefinger,
but progresses to pinching until he hears me gasp,
flicking the nipple and twisting.

I'm getting more and more worked up.

Once I reach a fever pitch,
he starts kneading my breast and rubbing my chest.

Then he switches to the other nipple.
Same sort of progression,
from sensual to harsh

and I'm panting and moaning and
my traitorous hips are beginning to move.

As I am just about senseless,
he reaches one hand down and at the same time,
moves his mouth over my tortured nipple.

As a simultaneous assault on my senses,
His velvet, warm, suction machine of a mouth attaches to one nipple,
His fingers twist and pinch my other nipple,
AND
His other fingers thrust ferociously into my pussy.

almost immediately, because
I start out at such a primed place

I go off like a rocket!

Not only do I cum
like a motherfucker,

but I squirt in epic fashion,
(or so Sir told me afterward)

I was mindless with pleasure
and wildly ravenous
all at the same time.

When Sir was done,
he rolled over and taking my hand with him,
pulled me on top of him.

As soon as I settled atop him,
I fucked, like a women whose hair was on fire!

I thrashed and rode, literally,
like a wild, possessed animal!

It was like I had this internal animal that was just unleashed

I came again, just as Sir did.

We collapsed and sleep was quickly found.