Page 62 of S is for SEX

I eagerly bent over, exposing myself fully to him and his wishes. His foot kicked against the inside of my feet, reminding me to spread my legs a little further, allowing his massive cock entry into my willing wetness.

I felt the tip press against my sensitive lips. As he slowly began to penetrate me, I inhaled a choppy breath. Then, he pushed himself deep, causing me to exhale sharply at the feeling of being filled completely with is girth.

“I’m going to stretch this tight little pussy of yours out a little bit so I can fuck it.”

Please do.

He released my neck and gripped my ass in his hands, spreading it wide as he pulled himself from within me. I felt his thumbs on the onside of my thighs, right beside my swollen mound. With slightly more force, he spread me wider. Then, all of him came rushing in, one thick inch at a time.

I gasped.

After a few slow strokes of his long thick shaft, I felt myself approaching climax.

It couldn’t be. It had only been a few minutes and a few strokes.

His hands spread my ass cheeks apart, and his cock stretched my pussy with each stroke. I felt the tip of his cock bottom out and lunged forward, sending my head into the back cushion.

A slight tingling began to run through me.

Fuck yes. Spread it wide.

He pressed his hand against the back of my head as he continued to fuck me. I felt his weight shift slightly, and his cock twisted inside of me. And then…

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

His foot pressed into the back of my head, forcing my face into the cushion of the couch while his cock found space within me that I had no idea existed. Whatever was happening was redefining sex as far as I knew it. The tip of his cock was in an all-new place, and I never wanted it to leave.

“Oh Jesus. Right. There,” I gasped.

With his right thigh hovering over my back, and his left foot on the floor, it was similar to having scissor sex. The depth of his cock was insane, and the feeling was immense, yet extremely pleasurable.

His foot pressed into the base of my skull was the icing on top of the sexual cake.

Although it was exactly what I wanted, I felt helpless and small – like I was being fucked by a powerful giant of a man.

Grunts shot from his lungs with each stroke while he continued to fuck me. I moaned into the dense fabric, embracing the combination of pain and pleasure as one.

His hands released my ass yet his thick shaft continued to stretch me to new limits. In anticipation of where his hands would land next, I opened my eyes and attempted to catch a glimpse of him, only to realize doing so was impossible with his size 13 foot smashed into my skull.

Then, his fingertip found my clit.

He rubbed my sensitive nub feverishly while continuing to remind me just how much I enjoyed being filled with his massive girth.

All of the feelings of pleasure began to merge, and quickly came together as one. My entire body began to tingle. His finger circled my clit, his foot pressed against my head, and his cock pounded my soaking wet pussy.

I cried out into the room.

“Oooohhhh Fuuuuccckkkk!”

An orgasm of newfound proportion rushed from within me, somehow escaping through every ounce of my existence at once.

My vision blurred. My ears began to ring. My legs gave out.

And, miraculously, I was transported – body, mind, and spirit – to a place I had never known.

***

I looked around me. I was in my bathroom, in the tub with water running over me, and Ethan was peering down at me with a sudsy loofah in his hand.

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