I assume the required position. Knickers around my ankles, bent over with my skirt flipped up over my back.
My cunt is wet. The anticipation builds my arousal.
A finger trails over my arse. A shiver runs up my spine.
His hand slaps down. My skin smarts at his touch.
Again and again; his hand rains down on my upturned arse. My cunt grows wetter with every slap.
I feel the heat spread across my cheeks. It stings; a delicious tingling of pain that makes me catch my breath.
My face reddens, tears rise in my eyes. Each strike of his hand, a wonderful juxtaposition of pain and pleasure.
A finger slides between the lips of my cunt; feeling my warmth, testing my wetness.
His hands grip my hips. My heart skips a beat.
Moments pass; an eternity of anticipation.
I brace myself. His fingers tighten their grip.
With a single, deep, hard, deliciously forceful thrust, he enters me, making me his
Chloë