I want to let you know this is a true story. It happened not long ago. My lover and I though both of us are married have shared several other scenes since this one, all equally intense. This is the one however that I chose to share with you. This is my first submission and I am sure I have over looked something, but the story in indeed speaks for itself.
She walked into the motel room methodically knowing she was going to be fucked today. Wes and Donna had met several months ago in a married but looking chat room. They had discussed many types of sex, their marriages, and been honest about their own descriptions. She new she was ready.
In her mind the rhythmic base guitar electrified her mood, some Nick Cave song she had heard on the way over, it was perfect, completely sober, anticipating the events that would unfold today. She new he was waiting for her, a lover she had known only through instant messenger on her PC. A stranger really, and she didn't care. She felt like a stranger to herself and nothing really seemed relevant except her never-ending desire for sex.
He opened the door confidently knowing what he was going to do to her today. She would submit to him fully, either willingly or not, he really didn't care. All that mattered to him was that he poses her body today, bend her to his will, his need to dominate her was overwhelming, just the thought of having total control over her made his cock throb.
She walked in the room and heard the door shut with a click. Knowing for certain when she stepped out of the room she would forever be changed.
He walked up to her and they kissed, tasting each other, awakening their senses for the moments ahead. Wes squeezed her breasts and they began to undress each other, tearing and ripping the clothes from each others wanting bodies until there were no barriers between them.
Wes led Donna to the bed, like a lamb to the slaughter. As he laid back onto the bed pulling her towards him, wrapping his fist in her hair, pulling her face towards his growing cock. She did not hesitate taking him into her mouth. Sliding up and down his cock, tickling the back of it's large head with her tongue, as he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth thrusting his hips up and pushing her head down. With his free hand he grabbed at her breast pinching her nipple slightly, he laid his head back and closed his eyes a moan escaping his lips as his hand pulled her hair forcing his cock deeper into her throat.
She struggled not to gag as his thick cock hardened and pushed its way into her throat, sliding up and down his shaft as he roughly pulled and pushed her face over his cock, regulating her speed.
She felt his balls tighten and his cock spasm as the first stream of hot liquid spewed into her mouth. She struggled yet again to swallow him, milking every ounce of him from his wilting cock. Satisfied with her performance she crawled under the covers next to him, smiling to herself. She new she made him feel good and that is always pleasing.
After a few moments he looked at her and said, "Glad you could make it" She smiled and said " me too"
Without warning she felt his mouth engulf her nipple and tease it as his teeth bit down ever so softly. His hand moved between her legs and his finger slipped easily into her. He was not surprised to find her wet at all, but she was. She had never known she could get so wet. He bit and kissed at her neck causing a moan to escape her lips as he moved over the top of her. Suckling her breasts first one then the other, a little bite here and there. Sliding down her body he saw the scares from the life she had endured, he wanted to take from her what no other would. Poses her mind and body if only for a short while. Bring her to levels of pleasure she had never known with a man. Parting the swollen lips of her sex, his tongue teased her clit, tenderly but surly. Her hands molesting her own breasts as she spread her legs wide for him allowing him to savor her sweet nectar.