Role Play - Alison Hendricks Page 0,20
especially when I felt his hand on my back. Just a gentle touch as if to reassure me. He withdrew, lubed us both up some more, then tried again.
It took a bit of work. Me forcing my conscious mind and body to relax, HelpingHands exercising the patience of a saint. Inch by inch, he buried himself inside of me, and the sensation was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. I was right. There definitely was a difference. A dildo was silicon, and no matter how much warming gel you used as lube, it was never going to feel like a real dick.
By contrast, HelpingHands' cock throbbed in time with his heartbeat, his flesh searing hot, that mix of velvety smooth skin and hard flesh rubbing against me in the most delicious way. I moaned, arching toward him, feeling his thighs flush with my ass. When he didn't start moving immediately, I wiggled my ass with an impatience I didn't know I could feel, and he chuckled.
"I'm not going to break," I told him, accessing that inner, demanding brat Formerly Lonely Guy told me to tap into. "Fuck me."
He drew back, the drag of his dick inside of me making my voice crack on a moan. Then, he drove forward in a stroke that was slow but full, repeating that motion over and over. All I could do was feel, one of my hands clutching at the edge of the bed while the other reached back to grab desperately at him, my nails digging into his thigh.
He built speed, and before long he was slamming into me, his balls slapping against my ass. I was lurched forward each time, the bed creaking, mattress threatening to slide right off the frame.
"Fuck yes," I practically sobbed as tension built inside of me.
Every time he bumped against my prostate, I could see white-hot stars explode behind my vision, darkness rushing in as if I was going to pass out from the sheer pleasure of it.
"Don't stop," I whimpered, beginning to push back against him until I was meeting every thrust with a slam backwards. "Harder."
I felt his weight almost atop me and out of the corner of my eye I could see the muscles in his arm tense as he leaned fully over me and gripped the edge of the bed, right by my own hands. I couldn't understand why at first, but when his dick hit a new angle inside of me and his hips snapped more firmly against my ass, I knew. He was using it for leverage, just like he'd used the headboard.
And God, it felt so fucking good. His large, powerful body covered mine, making me feel... safe and wanted, in a way I hadn't felt in years. He filled me so perfectly that I didn't know if I could be complete without this again. Or at least, I didn't know if I could get off without this again. That was a more reasonable thing to think when a stranger was fucking you senseless. Not that your life wouldn't be complete without him in it. That was insane.
Trusting him to keep me where he wanted me, I reached back both hands, my fingers curling against the firm flesh of his ass cheeks as they flexed with every thrust. When he was flush with me I held him there, pulling him back whenever he withdrew.
I could feel my orgasm building, churning like a volcano that had been dormant for too long. Despite the fact that I'd come not long ago, I knew this one was going to be different. As he slammed home over and over, I felt my body start to convulse, pleasure surging into every nerve ending. My dick jerked beneath me, my balls pulling tight. I cried out, halfway between a whimper and a moan as release overtook me, my cum splattering against the sheets beneath me.
"Fuck, baby," I heard him growl, the endearment sending little sparks of pleasure through my already addled brain. "You're gonna make me come so fucking hard."
He pounded into me for several more thrusts before burying his dick inside of me. I felt the moment he tensed, heard him suck in a breath. I even felt his cock twitch and pulse inside of me before a sound almost like a roar was pulled from his throat. Like he'd just conquered me; fucked me into submission and wanted the whole world to know about it.
And I was perfectly fine with that, because the world