DELIRIES AND FANTASIES - PART THREE

I missed the hour the next morning; I got up, but I didn't have the courage to leave the room and face his face ..., what a shame! I did not know how to act; everything was new to me; I took courage and went to the bathroom, smelling it in me and its taste in my mouth; I took a refreshing shower and returned to the room. I was surprised when I arrived in the kitchen; the coffee was made, but he was not there! Shame was added to repentance!
Resigned before the possibility of losing him for good, I did my daily chores, changed clothes and went to work. Throughout the day, I didn't get a message from him, and it made me even more depressed. I was coming home when his cell phone vibrated with a message from him.
“Hi. I'm sorry, but something happened last night, which I need to sort out tonight. If we don’t speak for a while, I hope you understand”, said the text. It made a huge impact on me! What did he mean by that? Would that be my end? Our end? I felt a huge desire not to come home, longing to run away and hide, praying that everything would end and I could go back to his side as if nothing had happened.
I took a deep breath and concluded that it would not be the best choice; it was right to face the problem and its consequences. As soon as I came into the house, I saw him sitting in the room with a can of beer in his hand; he stared at me and my blood froze; there was no expression on his face! It was impossible to know what was next.
- Hey, what's up? – asked him, breaking the silence, and softening the look – I think we need to talk, right? About last night?
- Look, I don't know what got into me..., I'm sorry! – I answered immediately, trying to reduce the collateral damage of my madness – I think we need to take a break and ...
- Don't! It's not like that! You don't get it, do you? – he replied with an exalted tone.
I don't understand what? – I asked again, I feel amazed – I didn't understand that I hurt you?
- You don't understand..., that I liked..., very much! – he answered, approaching me and taking into his arms – I want you more than anything!
He did not go on, preferring to bring his lips by mine, kissing me, as he grabbed me by putting his hands on my ass; every squeeze he gave, my little pussy dripped! Ah! What a man! My man! I let myself be carried away by those kisses filled with desire and folly; when I found out for myself, he was undressing me, falling with his mouth on my hard nipples, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking, making my body tremble with pleasure.
When he gave a truce it was my turn to strip him; we embraced feeling the warmth of our bodies; I got down on my knees with that thick, hard thing right in my mouth! Without wasting any more time, I took it to taste, hearing his groans under the dominion of my greedy mouth.
I breast-fed that member so voraciously, that there was no time for him to react, seeing himself at the mercy of my mouth and my desire; this time I took care that nothing should happen before the hour; only after satisfying my male hunger, I let myself be carried away; he led me to the room, where we lay down between kisses and caresses.
He also reciprocated my gesture, plunging his face between my legs and enjoying my very wet pussy; first the licks that drove me mad; then his lips walking all over the region, licking again and also putting two fingers in it. I was crazy horny, moaning and holding his head between my legs, hoping he'd never leave.
When he covered me like a stallion, I got goose bumps from head to toe, overwhelmed by his greedy male look, feeling the glande brushing my sex, brushing the rough clique; I couldn't stand it and I cried out when he finally filled me with his hard mast, meddling at once and standing like this while he looked at me with an expression of ecstasy.
The blows began long and deep, causing a delicious frenzy in my guts, as if it were an itch announcing what would come; the moment he accelerated his movements, I entered a trance of pleasure, giving myself up entirely; I proceeded to throw my pelvis against his, making it clear that I could also react to his attack as an experienced female.
We entered a climate of unmeasured intensity full of rapid and insane movements making me experience a succession of orgasms that I had never felt in my life; each of them exploded more vigorously than the previous, shaking my body in a delicious wave, which made me groan, scream and sigh without control.
He gave no truce, punching and punching with immense vigour; his energy was something impressive ..., wow! What a fucking male! After we fucked a lot, with our bodies sweaty and breathing with some difficulty, he reduced the blows and faced me.
- I'm about to come - he said with an arfante voice - I want to come inside you ...
- Come on, my love! Tasteful enjoyment – I responded with anxiety – Fill me with your fucking hot! Fill your wife with your semen! Stamp your possession!
He smiled at me and resumed the fuck, accelerating even more his movements; I could feel the moment when his muscles contracted and he was taken by a spasm that made his limb swell inside me; it was not long before I felt the limb pulsing in joy, ejaculating inside me. Ah! What a sublime feeling to receive the load of your man flooding you and provoking another wave of small orgasms that creeped the skin and stole the senses...
Beaten and powerless, we fall asleep like this..., he over me..., my man!