It would start in the foyer of her building that first kiss away from prying eyes. Weeks worth of need and anticipation, our phones hot in our hands at every stolen opportunity. Deep, excited, indulgent kissing, the kind of thing you break away from and just look at each other in shock and joy. Then id literally chase her up the 3 flights of stairs to her apartment, somtimes id catch her, pull her into my arms, more brazen now, more hungry. Groping her luxuriantly before letting her go or having her slip out of my clutches, laughing at me and moving, knowing i was letting her get a little ahead of me so i could take in the sight of her legs, her arse , letting her skirt ride to tease me. Id let her reach the front door - id get my hands on her from behind, if we were alone, as she reached for her keys, sliding my hands down over her dress between her legs. The other to her breasts. growling at neck to hurry the fuck up. We'd spill into her place and throw the door shut behind us. Now finally, really alone she would turn to face me, smiling at each other, God so hot for each other. the way she wanted it was to never know what to expect, for me to take what i wanted, to let go utterly , to physically, gently, powerfully make her. those few moments would pass between us. she seeking what was to follow in my eyes. my smile knowing and wolfish come here she'd step up to me, taking our time to enjoy the excitement the anticipation. She'd often wear those shirts that are also somehow a dress, shapeless on anyone else and short enough to draw eyes without trying to. God! the way we'd kiss my hand sliding up to her breasts. shed gasp when i tore her shirt open, the sound of the buttons racing off to their new hiding spots in her home. She told me once that she'd find them weeks later and have to fuck her boyfriend or make herself cum immediately. id yank her dress apart, both of us breathing hard as let her see me look at her disheveled and bared. her smile wicked as she could see the effect her lingerie had on me. this girl had my number, knew my tastes almost as well as i knew her measurements. Our mutual love for and investment in lingerie together was, shall we say, significant god she had the body for it too, the benefits of youth. small sensitive breasts, a pert B cup and a large luscious arse that she worked so hard to diminish untill i swore id hurt myself if it got any smaller she'd surprise me or she'd be wearing something id sent her. she worked in a male dominated kitchen and i loved having non-descript packages delivered to her workplace. either sitting there all day as her excitement and urge to open them built or if she had time she would change into them beneath her whites. warm and soft against her skin all day. in the afternoon in question she was wearing a gorgeous black balconette bra id send her a few weeks back, the sheer scalloped lace edge dipping down just beneath her nipples , thrusting them up towards me arrogantly, her smile laughing, acknowledging the sight of her and its power over me. the way it floored me that moment! the way it would make the lust in me rise, knowing what she needed , what was expected of these encounters and that she had momentarily disarmed me recognising this momentary shift in power she would take the initiative, showing me her own unashamed need. reaching out wantonly as she sought out and held my eyes, her hand strong and brazen getting a good hard searching grip on my cock, right through my jeans , moving in close as i groaned involuntarily. her voice husky and quiet all confidence and challenge. breaking me from the timless moment of enjoying the site of her. com'on. the things that passed between our eyes. The particular smile. Id kiss that mouth as hard as i could to frustrate her and her hand would work at my belt , the buttons of my jeans. i wouldn't help her, sliding my hands into her hair, Kissing her to make sure i had all of her attention. crushing our lips between us, throwing our mouths wide, gasping for breath, she'd bite my lip if i frustrated the work of her hands. laughing at me with her teeth still sinking into the soft flesh of my lip. that dull pain the final straw, sometimes she'd just slap me out of the blue. a compact quick movement, she'd mean it and id never see it coming. Whatever it took to flip the switch in me, She wouldn't stop till she got what she wanted. We both new it. goddam it Leigh that fucking hurt. Id fucking growl at her as id snatch her wrist up in my hand and isolate it up over her head against the wall. up as high as i could till her shoulder lifted. id slide my fee hand up over her pert lace clad breasts my touch rough and indulgent - crushing the soft flesh beneath warm lace in my hand. sliding upwards my fingertips reaching her deliciously exposed and hard nipples. she had the kind of nipples you could see from across the room, in no small part a contributing factor to my penchant for buying her little balconette numbers that left them exposed. small and sensitive and she loved them just a little bit abused her remaining hand an urgent animal of its own plunging into my jeans seeking out my hardness. Frantic now as i crushed her nipple between my fingers. ID let her get her hand on it, we both loved that moment, her hand sensually triumphantly sliding around me. i couldnt help by moan against her lips as she worked her hand in that first delicious stroke, all the way from the base of it to the head. indulging in the movement, in the feeling of it in her hand. she'd work it like that knowing her effect on me. feeling my body give in. her husky little laugh at me infuriating and alluring id wait till she had it all the way out of my jeans, letting her excitement take over. her last little powerplay, putting her whole body into it - talking dirty to me as she worked it furiously, trying to get me to fucking cum all over her before i was ready. Id lost this little battle before, unable to control it calling out to the sound of her husky laugh of triumph as i clung to her and pumped my cum up onto her belly over her lingerie and down onto her thighs. but not this time. coming to from the delicious indulgence of her work id snatch her hand from my cock and force it up over her head to join the other. oh no you fucking dont id lean in to kiss her again my hard cock between us. we'd melt into on another and somehow she'd wrap the lower half of her body around mine, forcing the heat of her cunt up against my cock. distracting me just enough to get her hand out of my grip and get it around my cock again. God her hand felt so Fucking good. my eyes close as id fight myself not to give in. To just let her make me fucking cum. to give in to the release and explode all over her. She sees it in me and wants it, her husky, mocking little laugh in triumph the thing that snaps me out of it and makes me snatch at her hand , she avoids my grasp and slaps me again, hard. FUCK i call out loud, my head buzzing, in genuine anger. She looks up into my eyes laughing at me. I snatch up the black latex resistance band we leave hanging on the hook beside her door. Pushing my body into hers, protecting myself and pinning her , kissing her hard , as i loop the end tight around the wrist i have. then snatching up the other before it can do further mischief. Wrapping her wrists together as she plays at trying to escape. looking down into each others eyes. i push her hands up high and hold them there with one of my hands. my turn now , i put my free hand on her breasts again, then up to her throat , gentle and yet powerful. she yanks at her hands to get them free and i laugh at her. She laughs back at me we both know this helpless feeling turns her on. So fucking hard for her now, throbbing up against the lace between her legs. The agreed power over her and her excitement such a heady combination i drop my head to fucking devour her tits. sucking her nipples into my mouth, sucking till she squirms and groans and swears at me, then following her collar bone up to her neck. my free hand sliding up over her breasts to her collar bone up onto her should. The other mindful of my grip on her bound wrists. without words i force her to her knees beneath me pinning her hands up high over her head against the wall. reaching down grabbing the base of my cock i wordlessly guide it up into her eager mouth. looking into her eyes, watching her she moves in acceptance in hunger , finally hungrily gulping my cock into her mouth, slowly, slowly, forcefully i fill her mouth the fuck up with it . groaning as i hit the back of her throat thorbbing there for a moment before easing away from her. giving her room. watching her, she get to fucking work. shows how good she looks at my feel, the things she does to me. working her head back and forth fucking me with her mouth. GOD - oh my fucking GOD , I let her work then fuck her back, thursting gently back at her, she lets me use her mouth i let her gasp for breath she hungers and takes me back down forcing herself down onto it before im ready i call the fuck out she hangs from her hands i keep pressed up against the wall. somehow she sucks my fuckign cock with her entire body We’re both lost to it now, all movement and heat and breath. I can’t help but close my eyes leaning in on my hand over hers trapped hers above her head , groaning out loud thrusting slow and deep. Tensing unable to move, she knows she is in charge now despite her restraint and she takes it. Moving her lips, the heat of her wet throat down the length of me in excited luxurious strokes. Fuck she wants my cum and I love her for it. Throwing my head back call out loud and it happens, a weeks worth of need for her for release. The kind of orgasm that happens in my legs my pulse hammering through my pelvis in rythmic contractions. I call out with each spasm. Her movements never stopping, slowing she sucks it out of me. Without words without permission without warning I fill her gorgeous mouth with my cum, feeling her swallow rhythmically till I am finished with her . Shivers till wracking my body in little waves she teases. Licking and and sucking the head of it in small sucking kisses. awash with lust for her, my body alive in gratitude, revelling in her at my feet, her breasts surging towards me with every breath, her nipples offered up by the lingerie and positioning of her arms above her head. she smiles at me while still teasing my cock with her mouth indulgently . noticing my gaze she purposefully slides her knees deliciously apart so i can see the sheer lace clinging to her pussy. My body moves without thought now. Pure need, pure want without hesitation. Already my cock feels alive at the teasing touches of her mouth. i pull her up by her hands. basing myself using both of my hands, the strength in my shoulders, slowly drawing her up the wall her hands up over her head. . then further, stretching out her gorgeous body against mine. slipping her bound hands over the top of the coat hook. It will hold. i put it in for her. She watched me do it. Each bolt for this exact purpose. So she could hang from it if she wanted to. So she could look at it across the room in polite company and imagine her body stretched out from it for pleasure. i break away from kissing her gorgeous mouth again, drawing my body from hers and yet i can still feel the warm of it. Drinking in the sight of her hanging there. Her dress hanging open at her sides. Parting at her half naked breasts falling down past her hips. we enjoy the moment of it, pausing to savour her voluntary and playful submission and vulnerability. the offering of her body to me. She watches me trying to decide what i want to do with her. al mine, my fucking plaything. i cant hold back any longer and i step back into her body, pressing my hand up into the heat between her legs. i can feel the sheer lace clinging to my palm. she groans out loud at the pressure against her clit. a sound that shocks us in volume, in the expression of need, making us both breath harder in excitement. i lean in further and she parts herself for it. instantly flooding dark the sheer lace of her panties against my hand. her breathing ragged as we kiss . I seek out her clit through her underware with my fingertips , her body writhing, pulling gently against the restraint above her head. sliding my hand up from the warm of her pussy up onto her belly to her hip. leaning in to taste her mouth again, her pert hard nipples pressed into my crisp white linen of my shirt. placing the other hand on the opposing hip then sliding them around to her gorgeous arse, crushing it in my hands drawing her up against my hard cock again. slowly gathering soft lace covering her arse into my hands. then then in one slow movement dropping to my knees drawing her underwear down her thighs. in urgent hungry tugs till they are around her ankles. my hot breath against her thighs she lifts her foot to step out of them and i use the small movement to slip my hand underneath her knee, lifting and spreading her suddenly and dramatically in front of me, before she has a chance to breath i put my mouth on her clit , dragging my hot tongue slowly firmly over it. she calls out, i hold her tight holding her apart supporting her i work her clit with my tongue slow firm pressure. i moan at the taste of her. she thrusts her sex back at me, hanging from her hands, moaning at the increase in pressure. i know what she likes and i don't let up , she moves against me taking control of her own pleasure getting my mouth right on the spot. her thigh slides up onto my shoulder to support her. then the other- i sink down just enough to let her toes touch the floor behind me i kiss her sex. drawing my tongue through it to her clit. i know what she wants by freeing my hands of the need to support her and i give it to her. entering her deeply with my fingers in one smooth motion her legs shiver and she swears out loud thrusting her pelvis onto them, her clit against my mouth. She gets loud i bury my fingers deep inside her, moving them gently firmly forward towards the lapping of my tongue, opening her up in small pulsing movements. she moves her hips backward increasing the pressure of my fingertips inside her, god i can feel her open up around me, so fucking wet. she tastes so fucking good. both of us again utterly lost to it, almost unaware of the other and yet intimately connected. hyperaware floating in the pleasure of it. i happens slowly, powerfully. her entire body clamps down on my hand like a vice, her moan rising in volume as it happens. When she cums it lasts minutes, in waves. her legs dancing against my body shivering. her wetness runs down my hand, soaking my shirt she knows i love this, to bring her to this place. What happens next is a shared and wild effort to get my whole fucking cock inside inside her as quickly as possible. She throws her legs around my hips as I rush to stand, just long enough for me to slide my elbows underneath her knees. Supporting her. She moves to spread it and taking the hint I draw her apart in response. Leaning in I press her lucious arse up against the wall, purposefully shifting my weight and hers in my arms positioning myself beneath and against her. The head of my aching hard cock finding the soaking heat of her pussy. She thrusts her breasts into my face, using the strength in her arms for leverage. I used a lot of bolts in that thing. Thank fuck. She lowers her spread cunt slowly down onto the fat head of my cock. And I lean into the movement. Crushing her between the cold wall and my hard body. We make it last an eternity Till I’m deep, the fucking deepest I’ve ever been in a woman. The groan that comes from her is something old and animal and alive. We move together for every last mm. Her breath in little gasps She throbs around me utterly impaled on my cock. so fucking wet it drips from my balls. We centre slowly controlling our breathing, breathing together. She growls out, more to the universe than to me. Do it. Fucking DO IT. Then her eyes snap back to mine. Do it, FUCK me. I’m not your wife. FUCK ME. This is why we are here, why we can’t stop. Oblivion, catharsis, communion with the old gods. The sheer effort it takes to fuck her this way is immense, supporting her weight putting my entire body into it. Pressing her back into the wall. I breath hard and slow. Thrusting the air from my lungs in time with the movements with the effort . She needs all I have and I am here to give that to her - and myself. To TAKE powerfully joyously without restraint. She knows her honest raw NEED for this is THE thing for me and she loved to get FUCKED. Fucked In a way that maybe a man who loves her can’t. We are the perfect fit for one another in almost every way, expect for maybe all the ways that make a relationship work. We know it because we have that. This is everything that those relationships is not. She knows how to get it from me. And she loves the way the words sound on her lips. The way I react. Her timing is exquisite, the way she punctuates our actions with works. Telling asking demanding begging and always above the sounds of our breath the sounds we do not know we make and the sound of our bodies coming together in a rhythmic regular beat. I put as much force and energy behind it as she can take. She asks for what she needs in gasps. And she wants a lot. I indulge in fucking her, using her spread soaked pussy. Not the frantic thrusting of youth and porn. Powerful purposeful thrusts 2,3 a second each from my legs each as deep as I can fucking get them as she rises and falls onto my cock. Using her weight letting her fall when she wants it harder. When she wants it to hurt just a little. Oh fucking Jesus!! FUCK IT. Come on baby!! fucking take what you want. fucking USE it. HARDER I can take it. I want it baby. FUCK Me like he doesn’t. YES!! THATS IT FUCK MY PUSSY Her words are whispered and groaned and gasped full of lust and rage and relief My own voice barked and quiet saving my air for the effort , growing louder, she can feel it in me. look at me !! she demands my attention - drawing me into her eyes. i can see the the motion and pleasure of my thrusts transferred to her smiling face as we look into one another and i start to loose control. never breaking eye contact she growls quietly down at me as i fuck her pussy. Thats i baby, i want it , cum in me. DO it! her words push me over the edge and i do, flooding her with it in waves - all i can do to stay upright to stop my knees from giving in beneath us . she take over the movement for us slowing it down, working herslef down onto it - clenching me inside herself as hard as she can. The heat of it, the act of being filled by another mans cum up against a wall in her lounge , dangling there like some fuck toy sends her over the edge, Fuck dont stop! Dont fucking stop. Keep FUCKING it PLEAAASE i can feel her start to cum around me , my hot cum dripping from her to the floor beneath us as she moves. calling out as each wave hits her rising in strength and then starting to fade before she is done i pin and thrust up inside her forcing her up high enough to let her unhook her exhausted arms and drop them over my head. clinging to me, i drop her down onto my cock, sending it so utterly deep she grunts like some wounded animal. we cling to each other like that for a minute shivering together my legs giving out i lift her body off of my cock - the hot mess of our fucking spilling from her as i pull my cock from deep inside her i put her down onto weak shivering legs. God fucking dammit, she swears at me as she slips from my clutches walking off into the kitchen leanign against the counter she lights us a joint. takes a deep pull and hands it to me. i put my cock away slowly and take it from her straightening my clothes trying to look professional again. So how you doing? the question makes us laugh and we head out onto sun on her balcony - i watch her pulling her ruined shirt loosely around herself - she sees where my eyes go and smiles at me as we walk into the sun.