Submissive Sex is Raw Pleasure of Complete Surrender

With Submissive Sex, the thrill of surrender is intense as I knelt before him, my body thrumming with anticipation. My pussy already wet, my nipples hard, begging for his touch. Then I looked up at him, pleading with my eyes, my words a whisper, “Please, use me.”

With Submissive Sex The Thrill of Surrender is Intense

He didn’t waste time; his hand tangled in my hair, pulling my head back, exposing my neck. His lips found my skin, biting down, making me moan in pain and pleasure. His other hand roamed down my body, finding my clit, rubbing it hard, making me squirm.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded, and I obeyed eagerly, my tongue out, ready. Then he pushed his cock inside, filling my mouth, the taste of him overwhelming my senses. Ultimately I sucked eagerly, taking him deep, gagging slightly but loving every moment, every thrust into my mouth.

Next he pulled me up by my hair, bending me over the nearest surface, my ass in the air.  I felt his fingers inside me, checking how wet I was, a smirk in his voice as he said, “You’re so ready for this, aren’t you, slut?” obviously weak I could only nod, my body shaking with need.

Then, his cock was at my entrance, pushing in without mercy, stretching me, filling me. Moaning, loud and unabashed, loving the feel of him claiming me. Each thrust was hard, deep, making my pussy clench around him, my body moving with his rhythm.

That’s when he reached around, playing with my clit as he fucked me, the dual sensations driving me wild. I was his to use, and I loved it. “Thank you, thank you,” is all I gasped out, feeling my orgasm building, the pleasure mixed with the delicious pain of his roughness.

He pulled out, turning me around, pushing me down to my knees again. “Clean me,” he ordered, and I licked his cock, tasting myself on him, loving the degradation, the submission.

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