Something I wrote several months ago .....

I knock at his door, I promised myself I wouldn't do this, but I've been feeling desperate for the feeling of a man sliding in and out of me - desperate for it for days now and it only gets more intense with the passing of each hour, though I've tried to deal with it with that toy - a girl's best friend - no matter how complete the release, the aching and longing has not passed!

So here I am, at the door of my previous boyfriend, we only broke up a few weeks ago, but the break up is complete, we want different things from life and we both know it. We still like each other very much and the friendship will continue. He knows how to fill me when these feelings hit - though I didn't ever want to do this . . . "booty call" thing. It's late, almost midnight, I know he'll still be awake, he works an evening shift so isn't usually home til after 11 pm.

The door opens, he sees how dark of a green my eyes are, my head bent down a bit but my eyes looking up at him. I don't have to speak, he knows the look. He smiles at me reassuringly and pulls me into his place and keeps leading me into his bedroom. I forget sometimes how easy things are with him, it's why we stayed together for so long, even when we knew it wasn't the best thing for either of us.

But tonight, I ache with wanting, desire is a tangible thing, I see his nose twitch ever so slightly, he's caught the scent of my need and I see it's effect wash over him in less than a heartbeat, he becomes the "hunter". Fierce need flashes from his eyes. Urgently he pushes my coat off my shoulders, surprised at the simple t-shirt I have on underneath, looks closely for a moment, and smiles as he pulls it off of me, knowing that there is nothing else to remove.

He pushes me hard the remaining distance across the room until I lose my balance, falling (none to gracefully) - sprawled on his bed. He doesn't wait for me to arrange myself more neatly, he's on top of me, his hand between my legs, two fingers and then rapidly switching to three fingers pumping into me, his mouth latched tightly to my nipple, alternatively sucking, and biting at me. I can feel the fullness of his erection pressed against my stomach, but he is intent on getting me to cum before he does anything about his own pulsing desire. He knows just what I like, and how I'll respond, but he's never known me to want it so primal before this. I see the excitement in him because of that, he knows that I have to see this as him doing me a favor and so he can push me farther, then he ever dared before.

He continues to finger-fuck me, he moves from kissing my breasts to kissing my mouth, until I cum, even as I'm cumming, he keeps pushing me, making sure I get the maximum orgasm. Then shifting both of us around a bit, his breath is raspy and I see the excitement he's feeling - almost beyond his control . . . . he always wanted to try the crazy animalistic - sheer carnal sexual adventurous stuff . . . he's getting his chance tonight and I'm not about to deny him this time. I want it too . . . so much!

He pulls me so my hips are right on the edge of the bed, pulls each of my legs up and lifts part of my body off the bed as he drapes my knees over his shoulders - my lower legs and feet dangle down his back. He pushes his penis into me all the way to the hilt, spanking my butt hard with his free hand. I moan, he spanks me a few more times, a stinging and burning sensation covers my butt. He thrusts deep and hard into my pussy, pulling out almost completely each time and pushing in with such force. I sob each time he thrusts into me. He's never been like this with me, always gentle, always making sure my needs were met and never pushing too hard for more. Ohhhhhh! I wish I'd known what I was missing!

I whimper, the words come out of me very softly, "fuck me, keep fucking me, . . . harder, ohhhhh . . . spank me again, make me your slave, . . . keep doing me, fucking me!" he is gracious and complies.

I leave his place nearly 24 hours later, he's certain he'll be seeing me again, soon. He smiles at me and kisses me softly while his hand reaches inside my coat and he thrusts three fingers up my pussy . . . hard, four or five times. He pulls away from the gentle kiss he's just given me, a wicked grin on his face as he puts his fingers into his mouth and sucks them clean. "Cum again soon." I will. I couldn't stay away from that kind of pleasure! @