I was horny. My hormones were acting up that night. I needed him inside me asap. I watched him play his stupid game, boys can be annoying some times. I don’t get them. I mean, I was laying naked on the bed, tempted not to touch myself before he finished his stupid game.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed a pounding, fast. I was so horny that I could feel my pussy juices flowing down my thighs. I was wet, super wet. I wanted him, I needed his cock. I got up, walked straight to him and went on my knees. He had already showered so he just had his sleeping boxers on, nothing else. I pulled down his boxers, cupped his balls with my hands and slowly placed his dick in my mouth. I started licking slowly while I looked up straight into his eyes. In no time, his cock began to grow in my mouth. I felt his manhood become bigger and harder, it felt nice. I closed my eyes and started blowing him, switching up the pace and running my hands up and down his shaft.
He paused his stupid game. He could not play any longer, he was losing. I owned him then. I played with his balls while my mouth went up and down his shaft. He grunted, he said he loved me, he promised me useless shit. He loved every second of it. He enjoyed every inch of my tongue. I could feel his muscles jerking to push his load down my throat. And just before he erupted in me, I stopped sucking. I stopped licking. I could see the rage in his eyes. I knew I was going to be fucked extra hard. That’s what I wanted, that was my goal all along.
This nigga picked me up and lay me on my back, spread my legs in the air then slid his cock in. He put a pillow under the small of my back to adjust the entry so that he can hit that g-spot. He went on to press down right above my pelvis bone and started to dig deep. He kept my legs in the air and started pounding my shit, pulled out and smacked it on my clit. Proceeded to slide it back in. He let one leg free and the other still on his shoulder. He then leaned down, maintaining eye contact, one hand around my neck and went back to thrusting. He was on a mission.
He watched my body confess to each stroke, his hard cock gliding over my g-spot every fucking time. My body began to shake, my muscles were getting tense, my moans were louder now. Just two more of his strokes were enough for me to explode in his arms with ecstasy, but he pulled out, slid his body lower and started to make out with my pussy. I was mad at him for denying me my orgasm but he ate my pussy so good that another began building up quickly.
He rose and kissed my forehead and the pushed his manhood inside me. I felt my tight walls stretching as he pushed deeper. Both of my legs were over his broad shoulders, I had nowhere to run to, I had nothing to hold on to. It was just him and my pussy. He didn’t care about me at this moment. His agenda was to destroy my wet pussy, and I let him, gladly. All I had to do is take his dick and moan his name.
My body began to tighten up again. He kept drilling hard, and hard, and hard. I started moaning the magical words “I’m about to cum”. I felt my climax coming closer. I closed my eyes to experience the bliss. I anticipated it. I was going to cum so hard, extra hard because of his experienced edging technique.
This nigga pulled the fuck out and told me to finish on my own. He then
turned his stupid video game and continued playing.
Bed of Ropes 