**This was posted by me elsewhere in August, 2008. Enjoy!**I watched him all day. I could kiss him, but not too much. I could touch him, but not too much. I could smell him, but I couldn't bury my face in his neck and get carried away by his scent. I had to maintain control. It made me hungry. With each passing moment, I grew hungrier and hungrier.
After a long day with family and kids, we made our way to bed well after midnight. We stood on our opposite sides of the bed and removed our clothes. Calmly we lifted the sheets and climbed into bed. We were exhausted, but I was still hungry. The calmness in the room belied the hunger raging inside of me.
Lying in bed together, his scent floated over me again. Our hands and legs touched, and the softness of his skin gave me chills. Instinct took over.
I needed to taste him. I needed to feel the head of his cock on my tongue.
I moved to kneel between his thighs. I wanted to please him and feel his heat. I took his cock into my mouth making it slick and dripping. I flicked the underside of his shaft and felt him twitch when I would hit that sweet spot. His reactions fueled me. I wanted to give him everything he had ever asked for. Eagerly, I continued my ministrations. I alternated between sucking hard, licking and stroking his cock. One moment, I focused on the head of cock, swollen and beautiful. The next, I would take him fully into my throat until I would gag causing me to drool copiously soaking his cock. All the while, my tongue was in constant motion.
He behaved uncharacteristically. Usually, he would grab my hair and push his cock deep in my throat, but this time he laid there. He moaned his approval. Though I typically submit to him, his position beneath me made me want to take the control that I rarely have. Yet, at the same time, I wanted to give him the things he has asked for in the past. He must have sensed my increased arousal as his cock grew harder in my mouth. My hunger grew exponentially, and I could no longer contain myself. In one swift movement, I sat up on my heels and brought my hand up and smacked the inside of his thigh. His body recoiled as he let out a cry of surprise and pain. His response gave me chills as I slapped the inside of the opposite thigh.
For what seemed like an hour, I alternated between slapping his thighs repeatedly and sucking his cock. I could feel the heat radiating from his thighs, and even in the dim light, I could see the glowing redness. With each strike, his cock grew harder. I had never seen his cock so hard before. My cunt was dripping down my thighs with my arousal. I had to have him.
Rising up to straddle him, his cock slid into my slick hot cunt easily. I felt an instant sense of relief. I braced myself against his chest. My fingers dug in. I rode him in long hard strokes as my clit ground into his pubic bone. I felt his cock pulse deep inside of me, and I knew he could no longer hold it in.
"That's it. Give me your cum. Fill me. Give it to me." I growled.
Instantly, I felt the warmth of his seed pour into me. His fluids mixed with my own and began to flood out of me. I ground into him harder and came hard against him.
I collapsed into his arms and soon fell into the deepest sleep I have ever known.
