An Interview: Rough Sex – Part 3 of 3

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“He let go of my neck and pushed my head down and sideways again. I gasped as he exited me without any warning and began rimming me.

He had a finger or two in my pussy as his tongue worked around my ass. He turned himself around and I found myself smothering him with my heat. He grabbed my ass and ground my pussy into his face, his tongue flickering in and out of me and around my folds. I leaned forward and rested my hands on the headboard. He flipped me over onto my back and his lips crushed onto mine. I greedily licked his face, my juices off of his skin. I reached the touch his face and he snatched my hand back and slammed it onto the bed; and then my other hand. He lowered his head and took turns sucking and lightly biting my breasts and nipples. I lost track of how many times I came and felt myself approaching another orgasm.

My body convulsed and bucked as he entered me slowly. For the first time I felt the smoothness of his head sliding into me and every vein of his shaft as he took his time filling me up. I thrust against him until I felt his balls against my ass. ‘Don’t move,’ I heard him say as he released my hands and put my legs over his shoulders, his hands holding my own shoulders down. He positioned his legs to pin my arms down. I couldn’t move! He banged in and out of me, then would quickly stop while staying deep inside, then begin again with slow long strokes. So, slow that my next orgasm was rapidly approaching. His hand found my throat and I tilted my chin upward to give him more room to choke me. I inhaled deeply with my mouth open as my pussy pulsated around his cock. He let my neck go and still with my legs over his shoulders, he laid his chest on my chest. He wrapped his arms around my body and held me tight and so close I couldn’t tell where my body ended and his began. His breathing quickened and I moaned, ‘Yes.’ He pulled out slightly and then pounded in so hard I thought my walls would end up bruised. He stayed inside and I felt his heartbeat as his seed pumped into me. My body released yet another orgasm as my mouth found his neck.”

Damn, Lori thought. I’ll need to masturbate as soon as Sarah leaves. My panties are soaked.

“We held each other, kissing. He moved his body enough to give my arms range of motion. I caressed his back, his ass. He gently lowered my legs from his shoulders and dipped his head between my thighs again. I was in a place I’ve never been before. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. Every nerve ending was on edge. Every sense heightened. I swear I could hear the electricity humming in the light bulbs. He licked up my wetness, and his own, and made his way back up to my breasts, my neck, my chin, my mouth. He moved his body next to mine and turned me sideways. I drifted off into an orgasm induced coma as we spooned. I felt his weight shift, but I didn’t have the energy to move. I heard him say, ‘here drink this.’ I didn’t even know what it was. He helped me lift my head enough to drink. It was water. I passed out again as I felt him curl up around my body.”

“Wow, Sharon,” Lori said breathlessly. “That was some encounter.”

“To say the least,” Sarah said as she took a sip a water. “I also learned something about myself that night.”

“What’s that?” Lori raised an eyebrow.

“I learned I like rough sex and it was the missing link I’d been searching for.”

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