He worships my strapon Part IV

mssweetangelina

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For those of you who've enjoyed the previous installments, here's a new one which I hope will bring as much enjoyment. Here are the links for the first 3 so it's a bit easier to follow:

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=542294 (Parts I and II)

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=544079 (Part III)

And now....Part IV

As I open my eyes I can still feel my heart hammering in my chest. My whole body is limp with exhaustion as I look over and meet his glance. We both smile as he leans over to kiss me; words completely unnecessary . The room is quiet as we enjoy the silence now replacing his moans and gasps...
As I feel the heat of his body warm mine I can remember the first time we met. Amazingly, he was a bit reserved when he first approached me even though I felt his stare for quite some time. The first thing I noticed about him were his good looks and 'baby' face. Although he was 27 he didn't look it. His smile was very generous and easy when he spoke to me. It wasn't long after that first meet that we became almost inseparable; chatting online, text messaging back and forth and eventually, spending many hours on the phone listening to his voice and noticing how his shyness around me had disappeared. His presence was palpabe; the typical strong, silent type. The flirtation was nonstop and we both loved it. When we finally had sex the first time, his shyness melted away. He showed me a side of him I hadn't expected to see. What I had thought would be a short-lived fling turned into an intense, passionate relationship as he continually lured me in. Many a night I slept in my bed alone, forcing myself not to call him because I didn't want him to know how badly I needed him inside me. Eventually it was he who would arrive at my door in the middle of the night, not speaking a word as he walked in, leading me to the bedroom and laying me down; the penetrating glance of his warm brown eyes making me tremble. His touch was electrifying and impossible to resist. As I felt him slide inside me, I wrapped myself around him and he held me down, moving in and out slowly, maddeningly, just to see how long he could prolong my desire. My nails dug into his flesh and he groaned as he pushed deeper, the slight pain only spurring him on more. He loved hearing me scream his name as he yanked my hair back and made me beg for more. He took me to heights I'd never imagined existed and afterwards I wanted that high even more.
The closer we became the more he let me in and the bolder I became. Teasing him with my finger as I felt the head of his cock reach the back of my throat. His body became rock hard and his commanding groans turned into pleading ones. I realized then that as much as he enjoyed controlling me, his need for the same was just as strong. Soon my finger was not only teasing him, but pushing inside, enjoying the tightness and resistance. He wanted it deeper and deeper. He watched as my tongue traced his tight hole and he could barely breathe. As I flicked my tongue around my finger, I realized that this was only the very beginning...

Please let me know what you think!

A :kiss:
 
Power and love

Sweetangelina;
You've done a marvelous job of describing the most important part of taking a man with a strapon; it should be an act of love. It isn't, or shouldn't be, about exacting revenge on a man for all the hurt other men have caused a woman. I have been lucky in that the only woman to have ever loved me that way understood the difference. I've been a professional mariner for 20 years and as such I hold the lives of passengers and crew in my hands every day of my working life. She understood that I needed to let that responsibility go from time to time and let someone else take control. At first, like most men I expect, I was reluctant. After all, I'm not gay I told myself. I came to understand it wasn't about being or not being gay. It was about trust, love and acceptance. With the right partner it can be a transendental experience. It was for me and I thank you for reminding me.
 
Miss A....

Your descriptions are soo vivid I can almost feel it happening.
:)
 
i8k4u: Thanks very much for so eloquently phrasing exactly how I feel. It's nice when someone really "gets" what you mean... :heart:

rob: Glad you enjoyed :rose:
 
Yw

Sweetangelina;
You are welcome. However, I should be thanking you. Your post brought back some very detailed memories. Now, if I could just find another woman like that one...
 
Each section is an incredible turn-on for me

After reading part IV, I went back and re-read the first three parts. They still have the same power over me.

After reading them, I had to find release. Since I'm at work, and people come into my office, I could not do it the way I needed to at my desk. Locked in the bathroom, I completely disrobed. Lubricated the middle finger of my left hand with soap, I got down on all fours, and imagined that finger inside me was you, your tool, as I frantically provided myself with the relief I needed.

Thank you for the intensity.

Mike
 
("Posting stories on the board" isn't a personal ad, so I'll move this to the Story Feedback board so you can receive more feedback!)
 
Whew, wow.....what a story. I loved it, it was so good, my butt was squeezing to gether with anticipation of you taking. Loved it.
 
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