I feel so wild and wicked. Middle of the afternoon, bent over the dining room table, lost in swooning feelings of pleasure as a hard cock is pounding into my pussy. With every deep, hard, deliberate thrust his balls collide with my clitoris. I'm pinned to the table in a perfect position. I couldn't get up not that I want to. I don't want this to stop. I want more and harder.
There was no courtship to this, no slow work up, no time for thinking. It started with a sudden passionate embrace from behind. His hands captured me by the sides of my waist and pulled me a little backwards into him. As his strong muscular arms closed around me sliding his hands across my abdomen it triggered the most lustful acceptance of his advance. I felt my face flush, my legs go weak and a moistening in my pussy all at the same time. His hot breath on my neck and the touch of his lips made me lean my head backwards closing my eyes. I could feel my nipples erecting pushing against my silky blouse.
I tried to turn and face him but he made it clear that he had other ideas. His arms gripped me a little firmer making it impossible for me to turn. I could feel his body pressing firmly against me. The bulge pressing into the dip between my arse cheeks left no doubt as to what was to come.
His hands moved up to undo my blouse buttons as I reached round to unbuckle his belt. This had been unexpected and now my hart was racing, I could hear and feel every beat of my hart, feeling so aroused, my breathing so deep and fast I was almost panting. Willing doesn't describe how I felt, yes I was willing but so much more than that, I was in need.
My blouse was slid off my shoulders and pulled down my arms before I could even finish undoing his belt buckle. The blouse discarded on the floor as I was guided to the dining table. My hips pressed into the table by the force of the body pressing into me from behind. His forehead slid down the back of my neck and as he became level with the top of my shoulders pushed me forward. I didn't need much encouragement, I could see this unfolding in my mind and the picture was looking good to me. Such clear sexual imagery in my mind just fuelled my excitement. As I collapsed down onto the table I felt my skirt being flicked up and over my waist. A strong hand applied enough pressure onto the middle of my back to make it clear that this is where I am to stay. This felt so sexy, I was so ready and so wanting. My pussy yearned to be invaded.
A very brief pause during which I could hear a flurry of clothes hitting the floor. I was relieved to discover that the foreplay was unusually short. One hand returned to my back confirming that I was intended to stay in this position. To comfort my position I gripped the far edge of the table with both hands. This took some of the weight off my feet. I felt a hand exploring the top of my leg and tracing the rounded shape of my arse. I parted my legs wide, I knew that in this position it would make for easy access to my lips and my clit. This was obviously taken as the invitation it was intended to be.
The hand traced down my arse, the fingers pressing gently against me forcing my labia between them, the naughty thumb pressing firmly against me tracing circles around my anus as it passed by. As the palm pressed against me I couldn't help the groans of pleasure as the fingers reached all the way forward and tugged on my pubic hair . I felt the presence of something else, soft, hotter than the hand, this was just what I wanted, what I need, what I felt like begging for. I didn't dare utter a word for fear that if he knew how much I wanted his hard pulsing cock inside me he would hold back and tease me. The fingers parted my lips gently but firmly as I felt the smooth hot head of his cock press against them and slide all the way forward to tease my clitoris.
He pulled back enough to guide the head of his cock to the entrance of my pussy and then gently pressed his way into me. I love the feeling of his cock expanding my pussy as he first enters. Short thrusts to begin with. In just a little and then all the way out as his engorged cock stretches me to my fullest. So dripping wet and ready, it doesn't take him long to penetrate me with his entire length. This is everything to me, I need the feeling of being full, I'm lost in a world of ecstasy feeling him thrusting in and out of me. He knows just what to do to get me really excited, he varies the depth and the speed, sometimes teasing and tormenting. Each time he thrusts into me I try to grip his cock as tight as I can. I want to keep it there, its for me and I don't want it to go.
