If I have a fetish for anything at all then it would have to be fucking. I love the way the word sounds that f that almost caresses you as it leaves you lips, but I love the act even more. From behind, laying on my side, bending over the kitchen table, sitting astride his cock are all wonderful but if I had to pick a favourite then it would be laying on my back with my legs spread wide apart, my knees pulled up so that my hips open wide and my cunt is at the perfect angle for him to push into me
I love the weight of him on me, the feel of his thighs pushing my legs wider, the way I can bury my face in his shoulder and bicep and breath in his smell and lick his skin, tasting him while he is inside me. I love that we can kiss like this, our bodies so closely connected, maybe the closest they ever really get. Sometimes he will lean up over me and look down at me while he fucks me and then I can push my hand in-between our bodies and rub my clit until I come on his cock. Other times he will lay down across me and gather me in his arms, sometimes grabbing handfuls of my hair or gripping the back of my neck as his mouth finds shoulder and his teeth bite into my skin.
It is what I think about most often when I am laying alone in my bed my fingers pressed into the hot folds of my cunt. I imagine my legs spread wide, you kneeling in between them, your hard cock in your hand. It looks so good.
“Fuck me” I say
And you oblige, pushing yourself into me. There is a moment of stillness as you savour the sensation of being in my cunt and then you slowly start to pump your hips back and forth. Now you are fucking me, slow and deep. my face is pushed up against your shoulder and I am breathing in your scent and listening to the sounds you make as you take your pleasure in me. My hand is nestle tightly between our hot bodies my finger rubbing at my clit just how I like it and then I come.
That is what I think about.
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