When he takes me in the night

When he takes me in the nightI love it when he takes me in the night. Sometimes the first I know I?m about to get fucked is when his cock starts to open my ass. Still asleep, hot thoughts are flowing as he strokes my opening, but still in my dreams. And that?s what it?s like. My dreams become real. There?s just a brief moment of tension, resistance and a little pain. And then my passage relaxes, as does my whole body. Still I love the slow creep of his penis up my hole; the pleasure and pain is augmented by a sense of possession, that I am being owned and taken. My submission is willing and total. He is my lover; he knows how to please me, and says my joy in sex is a big part of his pleasure.He knows I like the steadily increasing penetrations of gentle strokes at first: I love the way my lust grows. Each time a little more in, each time a pause to accept and then welcome. That said, there was one time he entered in one steady stroke, not all that slowly. I cried out in pain and ejaculated at the same time. And the reason for that powerful entry was basically the mirror of mine; he started to cum the moment he passed my opening, so he thrust to take me as he spent himself.How we fuck is not always the same after that. Sometimes it?s like the istanbul escort dream continuing. Slow gentle rhythmic strokes. We can orgasm together with just those gentle strokes. Over time the lust grows, and suddenly we?re over the top. We both heave a bit with the first spurts, so the first to cum sets off the other. Sweet. Sometimes, though, his thrusts are long and deep. He loves to hear me cry out in lust, so one of his best tricks is to pull almost all the way out, flex my rim. He gets two cries: the first is one of loss, a lament of despairing desire, as the cock that I need and worship is almost gone; the second cry is one of ecstasy and rapture, as he flows into me in a smooth invasion of my being. More than once I?ve been known to cum while he?s doing that, so he?s careful with his timing. But sometimes he takes me like an a****l. His gentle entry happens when we?re spooning. Once he feels I?m ready, he rolls on top. His first thrusts are confident but not hard; desire surges through me as he pushes in. I need to discipline myself if I don?t want to cum too soon. But then his whole body is against mine, his full weight pressing down, his hips driving. They?re like a camshaft, avcılar escort his piston cock driving into my cylinder, my chamber, my body. I have long lost any ability to think coherently; I am totally possessed by him. Waves of pleasure roll over me: not just in my groin, but through my whole body. My very being depends on his body on me and his cock within me. He tells me I grunt and squeal sometimes, but I have no memory. His teeth will be on my neck, he will lick my face. At some point I will have cum myself, but I am so far gone in pleasure that I cannot tell when. He cums in the same machine thrusts, but harder, then they are broken and uneven, and then he collapses onto me. During those quiet moments, both of his breathing hard, I savour the smell and wet of his sweat. We reek of sex, even before he pulls out. His cum leaks out from my hole, exhausted by his rutting.It doesn?t happen very often, but I can ?take? him even while he is inside me in total possession. Everything?s just got to be right. He?s in me; I?m relaxed. He?s on top of me, quite quiet. Just his hardness deep in my body, owning me. But I have muscles too, and little moves of my hips. It takes a while, but with him still, and my ass muscles şirinevler escort and groin doing the work, I can feel his length extending, hear his breath coming faster. And then he starts to shake, his hips heave involuntarily and he spends himself in me. He very rarely makes noises when he fucks me, but with this one he is moaning and crying out my name.Still gasping, then he wants to be fucked by me. There?s nothing subtle about me fucking him after that. He?s on his back, hips raised and legs wide. I know I won?t last long, as bringing him off that way brought me close to the edge. I don?t get to have his ass all that often, which is a pity because it?s beautiful and so inviting. Muscled ? hard muscled ? and taut from raising his legs. Cheeks wet with sweat, black hair glistening. I can?t resist giving some love from my mouth to his hole. My tongue thrusts inside him, pumping spit into him, feasting on his vulnerability. He loves it but his need to be penetrated, to have me cum inside him, is stronger. He lifts my head from his hips, moves me up his body. My cock knows the way. He rarely bottoms, so my cock stretches him at lot. I?m super hard by then, and I have the strength and the lust to force him open and to take him deep. He cries out, but continues to pull me in. It doesn?t last long, as our bodies heave together. The pleasure is intense, growing stronger as we look into each other?s eyes with love and need. We are kissing as I cum. His eyes roll up, he is lost to the world for a while, as am I. I love it when he takes me in the night.