GIRL UNDER ME- GUMTHESERIES

so impure, yours

Mon's Pov

Sam! Sam, please. Sam, you're so good- I arch my back to the sky, holding as tight as I could to her sheets. I just met her at some club and know she's eating me out on her bed. Do I have dignity as a person? Who am I? I clarify that I'm not regretting what I'm doing. I've lead myself into this, I sought for it, I wanted to have a farewell with my purity and become a mundane soul. She wanted to fuck me, I wanted her to fuck me, we dreaded for this sinful performance. 

I don't know what call my attention to her. Her undeniable attractiveness, the fact that she towered me with her height, invading my senses with her incredibly expensive fragrance, her doubtless power and earth-shaking knee-weakening dominance adorning her perfectly tailored suit, perhaps? She pushed the guy and came for me, not letting me go for a second. I noticed she's the person to chase after someone once she gets a taste of them, however she gets to have them once, never repeats. So we better enjoy this after she gets tired of me and throws me out of her house like a prostitute. For me, this was also a once in a life experience, I needed to lose my virginity with someone and destiny chose Sam to be the person to accomplish that for me.

I'm cumming! I'm cumming!- My whole body got alternative shocks of pleasure, she brought me closer to where she was, my lower half was suspended off of the edge of her bed. She was a cannibal, a professional. She was going crazy on my pussy, rubbing her whole face on it, as if it was the water she splashed to her face every morning. I intensely convulsed, I swear I felt my soul evaporate in the air of her own bedroom, squirting everywhere. After a minute or so of calming down and cleaning me up, she accommodated ourselves back to her bed, getting on top of my completely bare body, caressing one hand on the space between my breasts and the other tracing backwards her strands of hair that fell down and disturbed her vision.

You don't know how delicious you taste- she expresses. Starts patiently kissing down my cheeks, jaw, nose... my entire face. Then the unexpected happened, she circled her arms around my back that rested on the covers of her bed, pressing herself further down on me, as if she wanted to be closer to me, which was impossible. I got embarrassed once she stared down at me with a look that was similar to lust. I started to doubt on what she wanted to do with me. I don't want any feelings involved in this. I think I only want sex, I know I only want sex. I don't see myself having anything deeper other than this.

She grabs my neck, making me look at her. She's beautiful, her eyes are impactful. Her pale skin shining with the moon's reflection. She's still fully clothed however, her face shows a vulnerability that uncovers her truth. A truth I still yet don't know and will never know. She pins down my hands above my head with a hand of hers while the one that gripped my neck slowly danced down my body. From my neck, to my clavicles, down to the valley of my breasts and stopping on my abdomen, caressing it with her opened palm and thumb. 

Her face changes from sexual desire to sweetness. Making me blush even more.

-You're so cute when you come undone, it's like the best thing I've ever witnessed in person.

I shy away, looking somewhere else but her.

-You weren't so shy in the club grinding yourself on me, what happened now?

-The thing is that I'm here, in your bed, fully naked while you're totally clothed. 

She lightly chuckles but surprises me grinding her clothed groin against my vulva making me hiss.

-I don't see a problem with that, do you?- She grinds one more time.

-It's so unfair- I hiss

-So unfair- she repeats my line getting up on her knees detaching her expensive Patek Philippe off of her right wrist. Eyes me down while unbuttoning her white shirt, taking it off, revealing her full and juicy peaks, perfectly sculptured shoulders, arms to die for and irresistible abs. She is a mass of muscle, like a bull. She could be compared to any strong and powerful animal on earth. I feel protected with her over me, embracing my small frame. 

She was the lion and I, the gazelle.

She takes all of her clothes off her body, discarding them. She was the clear embodiment of God himself made a woman. Exquisitely perfect, may I add her black cascades flowing down her shoulders. Eventually she gets close to the edge of the bed and informs-

-. I am the person who decides when we'll stop fucking, I don't care if you're tired, I don't care if your heart is about to collapse, if you can't take it anymore. I am the one who determines the end, who establishes the numbers of rounds, who makes the rules. If you don't obey them or disrespect this intimate bond I promise you I'll go harder than you could ever imagine. I don't have a limit.

She positions herself between my legs, touching my core with hers. I know what awaits me.

So she grinds her entire being with mine, with the rhythm of a slow washing tide. With just the first move we moan together. The high pleasure our bodies provide to each other was immeasurable.

- Repeat with me Mon, I- She grinds

- You

-Have- grinds again

-Have- I tremble

-No- and again

-No

-Fucking- again but deeper

-Fu-FFFUCKING- I stutter

-Limit- she moans

-Limit- I cry

-I try to hold her body in my arms, but it seems impossible, we're both covered in sweat so we easily slip against each other. She places her forehead against mine, pinning both of my writs on the bed and continues to stare deep into my eyes while fucking me. How dare she? I have no control, if she keep doing this I'll wet the bed again. I will not give up, I need to keep up with her. So I challenge her, smirking and staring back.

- Stop fighting it. I know you want to cum just as much as I do- she growls in my neck and procedes to lick it and leave bites on it.

- You're such a pussy- I gather all of the courage I have left with me to say.

-She suddenly stops the act- Come again?

-I said, you're such a pu-

-She resumes what she was doing but ten times harder and slower, making love to me, but with hate. This makes me immediately cum. But she still has to get her ending, so she chases after it.

Grabbing my hair, and yanking it back, she breaths on my face.

-You're pathetic and so fucking mine- she bites my chin, grabbing my legs and resting them on top of her shoulders, elbows on either sides of my body so she can lean further down on me, creating a new sexual territory. She's really good at switching positions, surprising me and controlling the roles in bed. She goes with fury and no mercy, so I have no option but to circle my arms on her neck and cry from pleasure. We cum together in hot breaths but that does not make her stop, she elongates the climax in slow rubs against me. Once everything disperses I try to move, but she traps me again.

-Who said you could move? 

-Sorry

-You'll apologize once we're finished.

-

Slowly penetrating me with her girthy strap on, she notices blood oozing from my vagina. Her eyes, bright as the stars join mine.

-You're a virgin?

I pause for a second, deciding whether to run away or say the truth.

-Ye-yeah, I am. I'm sorry I should go- I insist on getting up, but she opposes.

-No, stay. Do you want to do this? 

-You're already inside me.

-I know, you silly. I just want to know if you're willing to continue?

-I silently cry- Yes Sam, please continue.

-So after four rounds of love making, taking care of my body, asking if this was okay with me, making sure I was comfortable, peppering kisses and whispering sweet words, she colapses on top of me.

Just as I was about to drift to sleep she shyly says onto my lips

-Thank you for choosing me, Mon- And places the sweetest peck no one has ever given me.