The Hunger
Introduction:
Names have been changed, and this story is based on real events.
I withheld my sex-hungry nature for a month or two after I began my relationship with Scott. Whenever we were together, it was innocent, and that’s all I needed. I knew jumping into bed with a guy after just a couple weeks could (and usually would) completely fuck up a relationship. It had happened to me before, and I was terrified it would happen again. This time, waiting was a good but frustrating thing. Every time I saw him, I just wanted to be close to him. I wanted to snuggle into his side, burrowing my face in his neck. But innocence can only last for so long before the hunger sets in…
Everything about him became addictive; and I realized that I had never wanted anyone as badly as I wanted him.
We would curl up together in my bed, our bodies pressed together as we watched tv. He would wrap his arms around me and kiss my neck as I lay on my side, causing me to blush. His hands were usually wandering, but I did not mind. As his hand moved up and down my side, pulling up my shirt little by little, my entire body would break out in goosebumps. I would shudder, turning my head around to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. At first, I was unsure about everything as his fingers went across my belly. I turned slightly at his touch as it went lower past my navel. He unbuckled by belt easily, and slowly slid his hand down the front of my pants. I tightened my legs together so he could not go any farther, slightly embarrassed. My panties were already damp just from him barely touching me, his presence alone had an extremely powerful effect. I looked into his eyes, my own betraying my fear and uncertainty. He reassured me with a kiss, pulling me closer to him so my half-turned ass was pressed tight against his crotch. I could feel his hard cock throbbing through his pants, and I relaxed my legs a little as I went from “damp” to “soaked”. Withdrawing his hand, Scott carefully unbuttoned my pants, sliding his hand once again down my panties. He began to tease me, rubbing my clit with one finger while his other hand came up my shirt and began to massage my breast. I let out a soft moan, my entire body aching for more.
I turned over to face him, placing one hand on his cheek. Using the other, I began to rub his cock as I kissed him, using every bit of my strength to keep from tearing into him right then. As I grew more frustrated, I unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his hips. His dick sprang up as they were removed, fully erect and begging for attention. I looked upon it hungrily, licking my lips. I began to salivate, and sat upright to move between his legs. Placing my hands at the top of each thigh, I lowered my head so that it was less than an inch from my moist lips. Glancing up into his eyes with a soft, mischievous smile, I trailed my tongue slowly around the base of his shaft. From the base to the tip, I ran my tongue along the bottom of his cock. As I reached the head, I wrapped my lips around him, letting it slide all the way to the back of my mouth. Moving my head back and forth, I sucked with great gusto. My hand wrapped around his throbbing cock as I concentrated on massaging the tip, my lips pressing against my hand with each stroke. As it slid out, I tightened my lips slightly, sucking it back into my mouth and down my throat all the way to the base. This did not bother me, as I have no gag reflex, so I let his dick stay in as far as possible, working my tongue and throat muscles around it. His breathing grew heavier, and I raised my head. He would have none of it, and forced my head back down immediately. Defiant, I raised my head again, a wild expression in my eyes. Sitting up, I leaned forward and kissed him deeply, still massaging his cock with one hand. I felt his balls tighten and grinned, removing my hand to keep him from coming all over me.
“You’re not getting off that easy.” I said, pulling his shirt off of him. Kicking my pants off, I peeled off my lacy panties. By this time they were so soaked with my juices that there was even a wet spot on the outside of my jeans. Straddling him, I lowered myself onto his dick. I tried to go slowly, as my pussy was so tight it had trouble going in when he suddenly thrust upward. I let out a yell of surprise, pleasure, and pain as it slammed into me, causing me to lose my balance. I braced myself by placing my hands on his chest, pausing for a moment to catch my breath from the shock. His cock turned out to be a bit too much to handle for me, in both length and girth. It could not fit all the way into me without pressing against my cervix. Still, I swiveled my hips back and forth, slowly at first, then gaining more speed and strength. I rode his dick as hard as I could, bringing myself closer and closer to orgasm. As the walls of my pussy tensed, my moans grew louder until I had to place my hand over my mouth. And just as I was about to get off….he began to thrust against me, throwing my rhythm completely off. I stopped to catch my breath, a little irritated.
He sits up, wrapping his arms around me and turning our bodies, throwing me to the bed. Shoving his cock back into me, he lowers his face to my neck, sinking his teeth hard into my soft flesh. I inhale sharply, trying to keep from being too loud as my eyes roll back into my skull. His teeth loosen enough for me to shake free, and he pulls out of me, teasing me by pressing the tip of his dick against my moist hole. I can feel it pulsing against me, and I shudder with anticipation, moving restlessly. I pull his body down onto mine, biting into his neck hungrily as I wrap my legs around him and force him inside of me. He takes the hint and enters me hard, causing me to let go to let out a small scream. My nails dig into his back as he rams his thick cock into my tight pussy over and over again. We are both covered in sweat, breathing heavily as our bodies writhe together. I reach orgasm, my entire body contracting. He takes this opportunity to grab my legs and raise them so my knees are up by my head.
I am pinned, helpless. I am subject to his will, and my body has been completely surrendered over to him. I have another orgasm, pushing against his chest so I can catch me breath. My breasts are shiny with sweat, and my hard nipples beg to be stimulated. He slows down, letting me move my legs down for a bit. He pulls out, resisting the urge to come all over me. Running a hand through my hair, he presses his lips against mine and leaves a trail of kisses down my neck. Brushing his face against my tits, he turns his head slightly and licks my nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. I smile with pleasure, playing with his hair as he does this. He repeats these actions with my other nipple before kissing me once more.
I kiss him back, eager for another round. He looks tired, I don’t think he can last much longer. Pushing him back onto his back once more, I let his cock slide into my pussy. He grabs onto my hips and directs me as to how he wants it done, and I oblige. This bout is more for him than for me anyways. His hands move to squeeze my ass, and he doesn’t let go. I take the opportunity to re-angle my body so his dick is grinding against my g spot. As I come closer to orgasm, he does as well. My pussy tightens just as his balls do, and I know he’s about to release himself all over me. As I get off, my pussy tightens so much that it forces him to come. I move off of him, diving on his cock as the thick white liquid begins to flow. It fills my mouth as I suck out every last drop without any of it wasted. As I swallow the warm liquid, I look at him and smile, blushing softly. Pulling me close to him, he pulled a blanket over us. Exhausted, he falls asleep shortly thereafter.
And still, all I can think about is more…
