Dirty talk is already enough to have me weak. I often think back to the time James told me he'd fuck me until every muscle in my body was sore, or the time he promised to make me cum so hard I'd lose all my senses. I didn't lose my senses, but I did lose my ability to walk and breathe properly. Or when he said to me, "I'm gonna hold the back of your head with one hand while holding your neck with the other, and force my cock into your mouth." He always lived up to his promises.
After he had stripped naked and moved the cuffs lower on the bed legs so I could be lying down, he'd gotten back onto the bed and looked me up and down. I looked down to see his erection up to his stomach, and I was aching for it to be in me. He began kissing down my neck, then laying his soft lips onto both erect nipples and sucking hard, causing me to lick my lips in satisfaction. "You look beautiful," he looked me in the eyes whilst planting trails of kisses down my stomach. "if it isn't obvious." I adored the complimens I always received from him during sex. It made me feel good.
"Thank you."
He rose back up to my face as his dick was less than an inch away from my vagina. I had no idea when he would finally fuck me, because he just lied there, admiring my face. I inhaled his scent sharply as he slid his cock into me faster than I'd expected. He held onto the back of my head as I buried my face into his neck. His low, deep, raspy voice grunted into my ears as he fucked me. The collision of his balls against my ass sent me over the edge, as he thrusted deep into me. I threw my head into the pillow and my face ached in pain as I held my mouth open, allowing each and every moan to escape; my vocal cords aching.
His forehead was against mine while he landed his veiny cock into my g-spot, and his hands shook. He couldn't control the amount of pleasure he was feeling, so he screamed out loudly pitched grunts and gasps. Our bodies were undeniably wet, causing sounds to erupt every time his hips collided with mine. My toes curled and I knew they would be sore tomorrow. I felt my vagina grip his seven inches as my boobs moved with our rythm. My eyes still closed, I suddenly felt his hot mouth around my nipple. As he sucked and bit my breast, while still cock fucking me, I tugged at the handcuffs, rusting the headboard's wood.
My heart skipped a beat as he hovered over me again, his cock going deeper. Then all of a sudden his big hand gripped my neck and asked, "You still think our marriage is doomed?" His thrusts got faster, and my boobs moved at the speed of light. I opened my eyes to see his dark eyes not blinking, waiting for an answer as he still continued to fuck me. I couldn't even process an answer. His grip grew tighter and I smiled, holding in a laugh. I licked my lips and let out a sigh. I gripped the cuff's chains, my head burried into the pillow each time his cock burried into my pussy. "Do you?"
"James I can't answer that question right now." I whispered, on cloud nine.
He hummed before moving his hand up to my hair, squeezing it. He burried his face into my neck, his beared tingled against my wet skin. "I'm gonna fuck you until you scream." He made clear. I thought my stomach was going to explode as my hips shifted along the mattress. The sheets began to be pulled off of the mattress as James fucked me hard. The wetness between my legs grew each second as my entire body shook. I was full of lust and desire. He gripped my hips and pulled my torso against him with a heavy force. I couldn't take it. It was like I felt him in my stomach. I opened my eyes, and moaned as his adams apple shifted in his throat roughly as he swallowed. His larger than large ballsack slapped against my asshole, dripping enormous amounts of sweat. We were soaked, and so was the bed.
He was settled between my legs and slowed down, and fucked me at minimum speed. I wanted him to go faster. I dug my nails into my hands as they wrapped around the chains. His speed got even slower, he needed a break. He let out heavy breaths as I yearned for more, but I just lied there, waiting. Then, he got on his knees and scooted further between my legs and continued, but at such a fast pace. It was like he read my mind. My legs were wide open as he fucked me with such quick speed. My boobs moved everytime he shoved into me. I moaned his name multiple times, being utterly thankful for the experience he was giving me. My tone changed from low moaning, to high moaning. As his veiny cock reached my spot repeatedly, I threw my head back further, and practically looked at the headboard behind me. My back arched as my knees were in the air. I struggled to contain my words, and a line of curses flew from my mouth. He started laughing hysterically as his hand rested on my stomach, and the other gripped my ankle, bracing him to move back and forth; his dick aching inside of me.
