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slap
my wet lips. That word, you love it, don’t you.
    Slit.
    Come
on my slit.
    It’s
nearly there. I want to see you, see you fucking your fist. Lean closer so I
can feel you moving, so your fist bumps my ass every time you pull up on your
cock. Oh, yes, that’s it. Smack me again.
    Again!
    Stop
touching yourself. I want you in me. Shove it in. Hard. Hold my shoulder with
one hand and slap me with the other. The burn, the stretch of you going inside.
Shit, I love that bit. The surge. The impaling. The way your tip…hits the top
like that. I’m pinching my nipples again—you see that? Is my ass rippling
like you said it might? Yes?
    And
it feels good to see it, yes?
    You’ve
grown harder. Or have I grown tighter? Either way I can feel your vein
pulsing—like it does when your cock’s in my mouth and I’m sucking you off
and you’re just about to…come. Have your balls bunched some more? Are you
nearly there? One more hit, just one more hit and I think I’ll…
    Lights
are bursting, sparkling behind my eyelids. My head, it’s swirling, as though
I’m falling, and my chest is so tight. I’m panting, short sharp inhalations
that help me through the pain on my ass cheeks. Pleasure’s rippling, spreading
through my cunt lips and peaking in my clit before starting the journey all
over again. It’s too much, this feeling, the sensations threatening to make me
black out. Sweat, I can feel the sweat from your thighs on my ass, the salt
stinging the tender flesh.
    And
I love it.
    How
does it feel to be inside me. To hit me? How…oh God, that’s enough.
    Cunt!
    Now
hold both…my shoulders. That’s it, really fuck me, fuck me harder than…you’ve
done before. I’m ready to go again, one wave of coming into another. Yes,
harder, really give it to me. Dig your nails in. Mark me.
    Give
me something to look at tomorrow when you’re at work.
     
    Him
     
    The
words spilling from your mouth—I love them. Slit, the way you call your
pussy your slit. It’s so rude. But that’s what it looks like, a slit of slick,
shiny flesh that my cock is ramming into, over and over.
    And
yes, pull your nipples, hard. Don’t be gentle, be rough and mean. That’s how
this fuck is. There is nothing tender about it. It’s what you wanted, remember?
     Maybe
I should get you some of those nipple clamps as a treat. Bloody hell, did I
really just think that?
    Yes,
I did. I will buy them. Soon.
    Ah,
this is so good, slapping you, fucking you. Your ass beacon-red and bucking
with each connection, your back shiny with sweat and your hair, mussed and
tangled, sticking to your shoulders. I could get used to seeing you like this,
wild and needy. Bent over for me with everything offered up.
    This
isn’t how I thought I would feel. The sense of total ownership and control is
so new, so vivid. I feel alive, on fire, like I’m the only man in the world. My
excitement is off the scale. When did I last feel so turned on? So on the edge?
    I
don’t know but without you I wouldn’t be here doing this at all. I wouldn’t
have dared.
    I
love you.
    I’m
slapping you really hard now. My arm is aching, my muscles working to the max.
And my hand marks are all over you, a blurry mess of stained, blotchy skin set
alight by our passion.
    Yes,
my balls are tight, so tight they’re packing up inside me. You like that, do
you? That I’m so hard and teetering on the edge of my control?
    You
are too. You’re twisting and trembling. Your pussy so tight and wet, gushing
around me. I can see your moisture slipping down your legs, creaming onto my
pubes.
    I’m
gonna make you come any second. This slapping, this damn good fucking I’m
giving you, it’s working, isn’t it? Jesus, I’m going to come too. My cock is so
hard, painfully so. The pressure is mounting. It’s almost too much. The
explosion will be here soon.
    Very
soon.
    I’m
not sure if I can slap you while I come. It’s gonna be too intense. I don’t
even know if I’ll be able to stand