Stella’s point of view.
My eyes fluttered closed as his right hand sensually massaged my breasts, sending floods of sparks flowing wildly in my body.
His teeth held my nipple and bite gently on it, making me shudder in pleasure, but quickly bite back a moan that threatened to break out.
This is familiar, everything about him felt so familiar…but I couldn’t point out the familiarity.
I felt heat spread up my thigh, causing my p*ssy lips to close around the crotch of my now taut panties.
He moved his hand down to my below, and shoved it in my panties without wasting time. He began searching for my cunt which he found immediately, and not surprisingly, already wet…very wet.
His fingers slipped in as his thumb brushed my clit, I hissed quietly as I slowly thrust against his fingers that were already pumping so much pleasure into my body right now -and he hadn’t even started doing anything yet.
I couldn’t hold it in any more, I moaned softly as his fingers started moving in and out of my very tight p*ssy. My walls wouldn’t stop clutching on his fingers, and I love it.
A few seconds later, his fingers increased their pace as though someone was chasing them.
The more his fingers moved, the more I’m getting turned on, which is quite surprising for me because I love rough s*x but it has never turned me on like this before.
Seconds later, I found myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. And just when I was this close to exploding, he stopped abruptly, pulled his fingers out of me and replaced them with his tongue which went so deep in me.
What has he done to me? I’m not controlling my body anymore…my body was totally at his mercy.
He began to lick me and f**k me with his tongue. I felt a feeling I haven’t felt before overwhelmed me, I launched into an incredible orgasm that overtook my whole body.
My body rocked and shook as I let loose the tied knot at the pit of my stomach, my mouth opened wide as I couldn’t stop myself from moaning so loud, and I was sweating profusely.
I pushed his head back, pretending as though I’m putting up a fight and pushing him away, when in reality I’m f**king enjoying what he’s doing and didn’t want him to stop.
My back arched as I came on his tongue, every drop of my juice was on his tongue and he pulled out of me. He looked in my eyes as he swallowed the juice he’s gathered in his mouth, then grabbed my hand and pulled me up, into a kneeling position.
He spanked my breasts hard a few times, before he undid his belt, sliding it out loop by loop with a sinister grin. I thought he was going to spank my a*s with it, but he looped it around my neck instead.
He dragged his pants down, and his d*k sprang out, since he wasn’t wearing any boxers. My mouth hung open at the size of his d*k, I reached forward to grab it out of curiosity, but he slapped my hand away and did a no-no sign with his right index finger.
My mind flashed back to Mr. huge d*k as I stared at this man’s d*k, they both have the same size…what a coincidence.
“Your d*k reminded me of my good friend’s d*k” I couldn’t stop myself from telling him and I was unable to understand why.
“Let’s talk about your friend’s d**k later. The camera is rolling, and we’re acting right now” he said in a gruff voice.
I mentally rolled my eyes at his words…of course I know we’re acting.
He suddenly grabbed my head and held it in place, then roughly shoved his d**k into my mouth, taking me completely unaware.
His balls were resting on my face as I gagged and choked on his d**k that’s buried deeply in my mouth, maybe a bit too deep, but I’m not complaining.
I soon found my rhythm as he face f**ked me, I held on to his hips to keep my balance, though.
After a few seconds of face f*king me, he stopped and let me do my thing. I moved my head up and down his fat dk as I took him deeper down my throat, I was coughing and gagging but didn’t stop because I f*king love the feeling.
He threw his head back and hissed loudly as he couldn’t contain himself anymore, he pushed his hair back, inhaled deeply and watched me suck his d**k…I could even feel his body tremble.
It’s obvious that he’s consumed with lust as much as I was, we both want to f**k each other senselessly at this moment.
I pulled his d**k out of my mouth, spit on it and stroke it a few times. But I guess he didn’t have any patience left, he grabbed my arm and pulled me up. He turned me around, made me kneel in a doggy position and went behind me.
He placed his hands on my waist, guided me into the right position and slammed his d**k into my tight, but dripping wet p*ssy. Furthermore, he let go of my waist, and held on to his belt that was looped around my neck, then started thrusting.
What started slowly soon turned into an aggressive game.
“F**k!” I moaned, more like yelled.
This man had no mercy, he kept knocking me into the sofa with each hard thrust. You may wonder if I wasn’t choking on the belt looped around my neck, I was, but I loved it.
I grabbed onto the sofa as he went deeper with each thrust, my mouth was open and endless moans proceeded out…I’m getting more turned on with each thrust.
He used his free hand to grasp my a*s, holding a perky round cheek in his strong hand, his nails dug in a bit before he slapped it.
Bloody hell. Is he trying to satisfy me? Or he’s trying to turn me on even more? I wondered.
Our bodies were in sync, for every stroke he gave me, my body took it willingly. I was moving my body in time with his. I leaned back into him every time his balls slapped my cunt.
Not only that, but I started gasping as the belt got unbearably tighter around my neck.