The enjoyment of being penetrated

It’s a feeling I’ve only in the past 2 years come to embrace. Maybe something awoke inside of me, or maybe I finally figured out how to flex the right muscles, but I’ve become so addicted to the feeling of being filled that I sometimes go to sleep with a thick, ribbed dildo knot-deep in my creamy kitty.

The anticipation makes me so sensitive. I squeeze and loosen, push and pull, generating more sticky juices to lube up my love before he pokes his engorged head inside. Then stars burst behind my eyes as I feel the rim of my pussy ignite in tingling sensations up my tummy and down my back. I “pull” my walls open, stretching wide - an utterly intoxicating sensation - as he slowly pushes inside. Then once he’s almost entirely in, he obediently thrusts - our flesh smacking together - and holds his weight against me.

He does as I ask knowingly holding me tenderly as I moan, scratch, claw, and pant while I undulate underneath him. He relishes in me squeezing and loosening, oscillating between pushing against and pulling inside his thick, veiny, throbbing cock. I cum while biting his shoulder and the feeling of his cock twitching, throbbing, and releasing makes me cum again.

I used to have penis envy, but now that I have full sovereignty over my pussy, I wouldn’t want it any other way.
reading this is a wonderful way to wake up at 2:15 wanting something special to light a sexual fire in me..
 
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