Engel(Angel)

He stopped for a moment to stare into my eyes. I could see into him, and I knew he loved me. And by the way I was staring at him, I think he knew that I loved him back.

He ripped his shirt off, exposing his chest to me. It was hairy, but not too much. He was sweating from a mixture of the summer air coming in through the open window and his want to make me all his. I watched it drip off him with excitement and i knew that I was soaking through my panties.

He attacked my shirt and tore it off me exposing the corset I was wearing underneath. He looked at me and licked his lips with arousal and pounced back on top of me, kissing me and pushing himself against me. I could feel him bulging out of his pants, so I started to rub his growing erection. I thought to myself that he is bigger than I would've imagined. It felt huge through his black jeans and the zipper was coming down on it's own from being so tight on him now.

He sat up and tore off my pants, revealing the rest of the outfit I had put together for his eyes only. He stared, almost in awe. I broke his stunned look by going for the already half way down zipper of his pants. I couldn't hold back, I needed him now.
I pulled off his pants and briefs as quickly as possible. His body was glistening with sun glowing sweat. His cock was very large, it had a perfect head and looked as sensitive as a rose petal. It was throbbing with need for me.

"Suck it." Two simple words that I couldn't have waited any longer to hear.

I moved down to it and grabbed it firmly around the wide base. I moved my mouth to it and flicked the head with the tip of my tongue a few times. I put my lips around it and he let out a deep grunt as I continued to slide it into my mouth slowly. After a couple minutes, he started thrusting his hips, pushing his cock further into my mouth, fucking my face. He pushed harder and faster over and over with my lips tightly around his piece. I stopped for a moment, licking the tip, but he pushed it into the back of my throat thrusting harder and wanting to come.

"I'm going to come in your mouth." He said to me aggressively, panting while he spoke. "Don't stop!"

And in only a moment, I could taste him. It was sweet, like honey. Without giving me a chance to appreciate what had already happened, he pushed me down off of him and started to take off my corset while staring at me as if to say he was about to make me his sex doll.

He grabbed me by the hair with his right hand, and finished taking off my top with the other. I moaned lightly, letting him know to keep going. He stared at my chest. Heaving and sweating, my breast shimmered in the light of the setting sun. He pulled my hair a little harder and looked at me with hunger.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" He said it with such aggression and intimidation, I could only moan and nod my head in a very informal yes.

He took both my breasts into his hands roughly, scratching at me and licking me, making my whole body shudder. He moved his mouth down to my left breast. He squeezed it and took my nipple into his mouth with rage. He sucked hard while pinching and twisting the other. I yelped like a kitten, I was so sensitive and ready for him.

"I want you to answer me," He grabbed my hair again, harder this time, and yelled, "Do you want me to fuck you?!"

"Yes..." I managed to mumble out in a soft voice.

He pulled my hair and grabbed my breast harder, silently demanding me to be louder and to beg for it.

"Yes, Till. Please, I want you to fuck me." I responded, hoping I had pleased him.

Without another word, he held up his cock. He rubbed it against my swollen clit, teasing me with the head. I tried to pull him into me, grabbing at his hips, but he held my arms down. He looked at me like a child who had done wrong and needed to be punished.

I couldn't help myself, "Please fuck me Till, please, please..." My begging all ran together. I needed him inside me so bad now that I would do anything for it.

Without warning, he plummeted inside me, filling me up completely with his huge cock. I screamed with pleasure as he continued to thrust into me as hard as he could. I completely soaked myself, the insides of my thighs were wet with my own fluid and he was loving how tight I was. I hadn't had intercourse with a man in nine years, only Ashley. It was ecstasy, heaven on earth, even.

"Turn over! On your hands and knees, now!" He demanded. I obeyed, wanting only to please him and feel him inside me again.

He asked me a question in a menacing, sexy voice. "Have you been naughty?"

"Yes, Till." I moaned out.

He started spanking me, gently at first, but then very firmly. I screamed, loving it and mentally begging for more. He kept spanking, and used his other hand to finger me. First only two fingers, then three, then four, stretching me out again and getting me ready for more.

He spread open my cheeks, kissing and licking me and making me go crazy. "You want me to fuck you here?" He said, fingering my ass. I yelped out a yes and prepared myself for him. Spreading me open evening more, I could feel the head of his beautiful cock pushing, entering me.

I screamed loud enough that I knew it would bother the wretched, finicky neighbors. It hurt, but I liked it. He moved in and out of me, switching back and forth between my wet pussy and my tight ass, fucking me harder than anyone ever had before.

"Can I come, please baby?" I begged and pleaded. After ten minutes of this amazing switching back and forth I was ready to explode, shuddering and moaning with pleasure.

"No!" He said firmly, and just kept on pounding himself into me.

"Pl...ease, plea...se, pl....ease..." I begged, and fought not to come yet.

Finally after pleading for what seemed like forever, fighting off orgasm to please him, he said, "Come on my cock, baby. I want to feel it."

From that moment he went even harder, moaning in unison with me. I shook with pleasure and came more than I ever had before, getting him soaked. He slowed down and came inside me, and for a few moments we just shuddered together on my big, yellow couch.

We collapsed together, onto our sides. I looked over my shoulder, and he kissed me deeply...