Me and my Man

“I have to pee.” he said.

He tenderly pulled his still-hard cock out of me, releasing me from the missionary position he had me in, pinned down on the bed while he had driven his hard rod into me over and over.  As he stepped away from the bed, he picked up his phone, busy responding to someone for the moment.  I slowly rolled off the bed to a standing position and walked to the bathroom to clean off, thinking our fuck-session was finished for a bit.

I stood in the bathroom, contemplating turning the water on in the shower, when he came up behind me.  I half turned into his massive frame, planting a light kiss on his muscular shoulder. 

“Hold it.” He commanded.

He reached over and took my hand, leading it to his still-hard cock.  I stood slightly to his side and behind him, bending his thick, erect cock so his piss-stream would land in the toilet bowl.  I was standing up against him, breathing in his intoxicatingly manly smell, reveling in getting to be close to him.  His pee started and I knew what I wanted next.  I moved around his side, continuing to hold his cock, so that I could bend down next to his crotch. I opened my mouth and broke the stream to take a swallow of his pee, then followed it with another.  It tasted warm and slightly bitter, and I was turned on by having more of him in me than I already had.  He had already pumped me full of a load of hot cum earlier in the day and I had been after another load just minutes before. 

After he finished peeing his put his hands on my hips, turning me around to bend me over the bathtub and exposing my pink hole.  I felt him push his massive erection against my entrance and I tried to mentally relax against the intrusion, wanting him back inside me but countered with a soreness from the raging fuck-session we had already had.  As he entered into me, he held himself there, using my hole to absorb the last drops of pee off of his prick.  He backed out of me and walked back out to the bedroom.

I followed him, not sure what he wanted next but wanting to be with him.  He grabbed my arm and led me to the corner of the bed, pushing my shoulders down, moving me onto all fours.  I perked my ass out, knowing what he wanted and wanting it just as much as he did.  He entered me fast, giving me little time to get used to his big dick-head and thick girth.  I gasped as he intruded but the load of cum already in me helped me to withstand the onslaught of his cock.

He started fucking me mercilessly, with an intensity and force that he had not used for a long time.  I felt the need to be his sub rising within me and bent my shoulders to the mattress, grabbing onto the sheet to keep my position.  As he pumped in and out of my hole he started slapping and spanking me, harder than he had ever done before.  He was exerting his dominance over me, showing me he was in charge, that I was a vessel for his pleasure.  He did not know it at the time, but this was exactly what I wanted and the pleasure I felt from it matched his own.

He fucked me, and fucked me, and fucked me some more in this position, clearly taking what he wanted.  I brought my head and shoulders up to try and reach around and kiss him only to have him roughly push me back down.  It was not time for tenderness, he had given me that earlier.  This was time for roughness. 

He pulled out of me, reaching out to pull at my side, flipping me over.  He pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on himself, his knees meeting my ass as we assumed a missionary position, giving me no time to protest, not that I would have anyway.  He pushed into me again, forcing me to take his entire length at once.  He leaned over so we were face to face and reached one hand out, forcing my mouth open.  He leaned down just a little father and spit into my mouth, then gathered up another load and spit again before releasing my face.  He then met me in a hard kiss, driving his tongue into my mouth, exerting his dominance again. 

As he broke the kiss he brought his torso off me, leaning back, giving me a clear view of his broad, muscular chest covered in dark hair.  His strong arms held my legs as he began pumping me again, using my hole for his pleasure.   I could see his defined shoulders outlined against the dark room behind him and met his piercingly beautiful blue eyes as he gazed on me, his boy.

“Please give me your cum daddy.” I breathed out.

“You want it boy?” He growled.

I nodded, giving my all to hang on to him as his pumping became harder and focused.  He leaned farther over me, and I could see the faraway look in his eyes showing that he was concentrating on the feeling of his cock pummeling through my pussy.  Suddenly he bent his head down close to mine, grimacing as his hot white seed left his body and entered mine.

“Mmmmaaaarrrrrrrgg” The sound left him as he was overcome by pleasure.

He held still for a bit, then made small pumping motions as he enjoyed the last of his orgasm.  I held onto him, wrapping my arms as far as I could around his broad back.  He started moving his face against me, wiping his sweat onto my skin, marking me as his. 

“It’s going to come out.” He said, as I felt his cock head leave me.  I continued to hold his as he got his breath back.  My mind was consumed by the ferocity and intensity of the session we had just had, combined with the knowledge that I was filled with his cum again.