the cracks that appear

anticipation....

You ever give up control but then yourself needing someone needing something you know you can never get, recently that's where I am, the guy is hot has got an amazing body, it's so hard to say take me in any way you want.

Pre relationship I was a free chick doing what I wanted without scrutiny, don't get me wrong not being single is good because I can say goodbye to the lists of guys I played with, this one I especially remember, it left the feelings of need all over me and shifted my focus. His name was Jackson, his hair was a light brown colour that sat in a perfect manner all of the time, his eyes where ocean like and you could lose yourself in them if looking too deeply. When your eyes scan down his body the physic of a sculpted man stands before you. Under the perfection the hidden flirtatious interior awaits awakening.

On a day of an exam of mine the conversation has brought sensitivity to all parts of my body, the need and want for him grew harder and harder to resist. As it came closer to the scheduled time he could sense the need and anticipation leaking off me, I remember being distracted and unable to focus, my body was awaiting his touch, while I was having lunch him sitting right next to me, I could feel everything in me look for his touch. So that when I finally felt it, wetness filled my pussy coating the folds and my entrance. On this particular day I was wearing tight fitting leggings and a loose jumper, the second I finished eating I could find my legs being put flat so access to my pussy was as easy as possible, I find fingers at my needing clit and pusey lips, he got me close but then stopped once he could see the inner battle of trying desperately to be as discreet as possible, he removed his hand to which I almost moaned. Before I got to grips with what was going on, his hands where in mine heading towards the only place we could get the relief we were hoping for.

We found ourselves in the bathroom, we hurried into one of the stalls then I found myself on my knees with a hard cock ready for my lips, I slowly leaned forward taking him while working him over whilist but keeping eye contact, getting lost in his eyes was one of the easiest things you could do. I could feel a gag coming and he pulled out immediately, in my mind I knew it was the end, next I was bent over and my leggings and panties removed from his way, without having to looks at my pussy he could see my wetness. I felt a little tingle on my ass but I was so in the moment it felt really good, what was coming next wasn't something I knew or expected, I wasn't prepared until I felt the the pleasure and the satisfaction of his rock hard cock hitting every little inch in me and God did it feel amazing. When you think it can't get better, I feel his fingers playing with my clit helping build me up again, feeling my walls tighten around him, he tugs on my hair and fucks me hard, his pulsing cock hitting all ge right places. I've no strength to fight the huge orgasm that is coming so I fight my instincts and gave him control, the orgasm was the best I've had in a long time.

When I came, he hadn't pulled out eventhough there was cum all down my legs., after a few minutes the feeling of him in me had gone, so I turned and got back on my knees, putting less of his long shaft in my mouth, I work him over using my tongue to work him shaft and tip, knowing how much it affected him, his need for me wasn't something I needed to guess at, i could feel the throbbing of his dick inside my mouth, every so often I feel him trust into me, his cum ready to go down my throat when he does. I feel his pre cum, and his need for release, I quicken my pace while also playing with myself, his cum was a welcomed heat down my throat as satisfaction was obvious for us both, we caught our breaths then cleaned up. Once heading our separate ways I knew one thing, that was that I needed a fuck like that again.