The Slow Seduction, part 5

He eased himself into me...

(Read part 4 in this series here.)

He eased his thick cock gently, deliberately into my wet pussy, entering me with a single, long stroke that filled me completely. My hands gripped his buttocks as every inch of his thick, hard cock surged deep in to my most intimate space. He held himself there, pushing in to me, allowing me to adjust to his girth. With one hand behind my neck pulling me to him, he kissed me hard as he held his cock deep inside me. Not sliding in and out, just pushing in, the tip of his cock just reaching the end.

Madness ripped through me as I moaned deeply into the intense pleasure. Amazed to finally have him inside me, to feel his hot cock filling me, I drew a ragged breath as my body began to spasm. After all the teasing, the anticipation, the delayed gratification, I came right then and there, clinging to him as desire, sudden and overwhelming, pulsed through me. My muscles clenched as my legs wrapped around his hips, locking me against him as I came against his cock, a hard pulsating orgasm. And then it was his turn to moan. I loved hearing that I was getting to him. A small sense of satisfaction fluttered inside me knowing in some small way I could pull him out of his intense self-control. He lifted my arms over my head, holding my wrists together with one hand. A succulent shiver ran through my body, giving my skin goosebumps, and I gave over my last little stronghold of trust. I was his. All his. A much loved and precious treasure, wholly owned and possessed. My hips instinctively arched into him as he began to move in me, like all his movements, slow and controlled. Confident. Deliberate. Tension  mounted deep within me with each deliberate stroke. My slick lips became more moist as his hard cock drove me to the edge of madness. Even with my silent urgings, trying to move my hips faster, he refused to increase the pace.

“Pleeease, I can’t stand it” I breathed, begging him to quicken the pace give me the next orgasm faster. He wasn’t ready to release his delicious control over the situation and slowed the pace just a touch more, pausing at the top for a moment with each stroke. Delirium washed through me. All sense of time and space left me, as he continued his deliberate seduction. Convulsions wracked my body as I came again, sweet release flooding my body.

In that moment, my orgasm brought distraction to his determined mind and he released my hands. I seized his shoulders, taking control and increasing the rhythm, gripping him in an onslaught of continued and prolonged satisfaction. I came over and over against his hard cock. It was more than he could take. Losing his well-crafted self control, he gave in to the pleasure and matched my quickened pace. Kneeling up on the bed, he gripped my hips with strong, rough hands and drove his hardened cock into my slick pussy. I moaned and arched my back, driving myself against him.

He let out a primal groan as he came into me, thrusting with hard, deep strokes. Knowing he was in the throws of orgasm, sent me over the edge. My body spasmed yet again, satisfying the intense hunger he had created. We collapsed, both completely spent. He lay on top of me as we regained our breath, one hand removing my blindfold and idly stroking my hair. Sleep came easily, dreamless and silent.