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A New Side Of Us

Day had turned to night, the sun had fallen with the moon rising immediately after. It was serene and oddly quiet, any other time I may have felt awkward and scared, but not tonight. I was curled up into his hold. My body was adorned in no more than a pair of plain bikini style cotton panties and an overgrown t-shirt. It may have been basic, but I knew in that moment it was beautiful in his eyes. We are in love, and in that cozy cuddle it was more obvious than before. My arm was draped over his waist, the other laid carefully against his side. My head was against his bare chest as he played with my hair. No words had been passed for a while before he finally spoke up,

"What are you thinking about?"

His breathing was deep and even, extremely relaxed. A dark flush of pink flew up my cheeks as I stared at his abs, trying to ignore the question all together. Our current position may have been cute and innocent, but the thoughts flying through my mind definitely were not.

"Tell me."

He was stern, demanding his answer. I sighed quietly and flicked my tongue over my lips. It was nerve-racking to admit to him that I was taking on the common male role, being a horny as hell sex fiend.

"I was thinking about you between my legs, your fingers flying in and out of my pussy while you sucked on my clit, and you getting me right on that edge of orgasming before stopping and climbing up my body and kissing me hot and heavy, and pushing all the way in me with no warning, and fucking me so hard I cant stop screaming your name..."

My voice cracked as I finished my statement, staring down at his crotch. I couldn't help but see a larger bulge beginning to form just inches from my arm. I bit down onto my lip, desperately trying to control the moan that was dying to escape from my throat.

"Fuck, that's hot baby."

I moaned quietly before whispering that I agreed. My leg slid up his, my knee moving dangerously closer and closer to his hardening erection. His long fingers dug into my back as he intensely watched my movements.

"Fuck me baby."

It wasn't a demand, but something more along the lines of a desperate plea. I licked my lips and sat up, quickly whipping my panties off my legs. They ended up somewhere across the room, I watched as he quickly shimmied out of his boxers, allowing his hard cock to bounce up back against his stomach. A quiet whimper of approval clawed its way out of my throat. A desperate need took over me as I violently shoved him back against the bed, an evil grin spread across his face as he stared up at me. Locking my eyes onto his I slowly moved up his thighs on top of his cock. His eyes fluttered shut as I grabbed his erection by the base and slid down onto it slowly.

"Yes M-M-Master."

My voice cracked as I squirmed on his hips, desperately trying to get more of his length within my tight confines. I had never addressed him in that way or pushed either of us into a kinky situation. I had always shied away from certain forms of sex. I guess that even though I'm over the darker things in my past, some actions just cant be shoved away completely. Certain words, certain movements send me into a memory phase that I didn't want to enter. I had never been willing to go this far, to confront this side of me, but I needed him this way, right now.

"Don't move."

His hands clawed onto my hips as he held me steady on his member. I whimpered quietly and stared down at him, a thousand thoughts rushing through my mind. I focused on massaging his cock with my vaginal muscles, waiting for him to tell me what else was to come.

"Let those juices drip down my cock."

A quiet whimper left my mouth as I felt his hard member throbbing within me. I wanted to slide up and down so bad, I desperately wanted to feel his cum. It was almost painful to withhold myself from the pleasure I knew was just waiting to begin.

"God baby, it's going to be soaked I'm so God damn wet."

His hands suddenly cracked against my plump ass and a fire lit in his eyes as he growled at me, "Master or Daddy, you little slut." An electric shock of excitement flew up the expanse of my body as I thought through what he had just said. Little did my poor baby know, he had tapped into one of my deepest sexual kinks. The thought of incestuous sex,

"Oh, Daddy. Mmm. I want to ride your cock Daddy, please."

His hand once again slapped against the globes of my warm ass. The skin was already slightly pink from his previous encounter with my flesh. I arched my back and jumped away from his hand. It wasn't treatment I was used to, and that's why it felt so amazing. It was new, it was sensual, and I could see from his every movement that he needed this as bad as I did,

"Ride Daddy's juicy cock baby, tell him how huge it is."

My hands fell onto his chest as I slowly raised my hips, withdrawing his cock almost completely from my warm depths. My eyes were shut as I slid back down, feeling him filling every crevice of my pussy. It didn't just fill between my legs, it filled my soul, my entire being. Connected with him at that moment was causing immense pleasure through my entire body as I whispered out raspily,

"Oh fuck, Daddy, it's so thick. It stretches my pussy so far and it's so long, it fills me so good. I want to fuck your big cock forever, oh fuck it's so good."

The ability to think coherently had left my mind as words spewed out of my mouth before I ever thought them through. I had given in completely to him and the pleasure he was causing to fill me. My entire body was shaking atop him, my hands were trembling, my boobs were bouncing and smacking against my chest repeatedly. The sound of our skin smacking together with every down movement echoed in the room, filling any silence that had been there before. His hips thrust up against me as his lips flew open and a loud scream of "Fuck!" flew around the room. Hearing him scream his pleasure in such an indiscrete way caused me to slam down against him with new force, my own mouth opening this time, "Fuck me, God! Shitttt."

The last word was almost drawn out into a hiss as it ended. Every nerve ending within my body was on fire as his hands continued to dig into my hips. Everything was going blurry as our skin became covered in a sheen of sweat. I didn't see him reaching up, all I felt was his teeth sinking into the sensitive flesh of my tit. I gasped and pushed into his mouth, reveling in the pain I felt from the puncture of his teeth. He pulled away, growling in a deep tone, "Scream you little whore, scream."

Hearing him call me something so demeaning sent a new rush of liquid to seep out my pussy and slide down off his cock into the forest of pubic hair on his pelvis. I laid my head back and allowed every emotion I felt come out of me in the form of an earth shattering scream of pleasure. I felt as if my vocal cords would crack as I made the noise, it was in a sense, another form of pleasure. I took a sharp breath as my head whipped back forward to stare in his eyes as I muttered shakily, "Yes master, anything you say."

His often sweet and loving eyes were staring back at mine, although they were vastly different than normal. I was not seeing just any kind of lust staring back at me, I was experiencing a need, a desire, a secret side of him that had always wanted to break free with me. His lips curled up in an angered fashion as he gave me my next order, "Keep bouncing you slut, please my huge cock."

His instructions were followed by a violently fast thrust up into my warm confines. I whimpered quietly at the feel of his cock head pressing deeper into me than it had at any time of the night. I regretted that I had to pull away, but my master told me what to do. I bit onto my lip and began bouncing up and down on his erection at a new pace. My internal muscles squeezed at every small centimeter of his length, milking him for everything he had stored up in his cum laden balls.

"Fuck yes baby, fuck yes."

It was becoming apparent that he could barely think, following me in my footsteps. I began grinding down onto him, desperately trying to wiggle as much of him as possible into me. My hardened clit was throbbing against his pelvis as I continued my grinding motion. I could sense him throbbing within me, I began to imagine the pleasure he had to be feeling. The way his erection must feel being sheathed safely within my warmth. The never ending massage of my body onto his, the soft, warm, and slippery expanse that he was now lost within. I wanted to beg, I wanted him to take me somewhere I had never been.

"Oh God, fuck."

Every word was drawn out longer than necessary, my mind was reeling. There was no way I could explain what was happening to my shaking form. I felt as if I was going to explode if I couldn't get out what I was feeling. It was getting to the point where it was almost painful. Being filled with such pleasure and never breaking the point, having no way to let out how I was feeling. I was trapped within my own building orgasm.

I finally pushed over the boiling point, my swollen red lips splitting as I screamed his name, yelling to the world what was happening to me. A torrent of pleasure washed over my tacky form as I clenched onto his arms, digging my nails into his slightly sunburnt skin. My hips rode on their own, flying up and down on his cock at a rapid momentum. I couldn't see, hear, or feel anything except my body being overtaken by a foreign force.

"Fuck baby! Get off! Let me cum on you!"

Hearing his demanding screams brought me back down to the real world. I gasped for air, desperately trying to get oxygen back to my brain so that I could push him over the same edge that I had just fallen over head first. I pulled off of him, whimpering quietly at the loss of his member within me. I suddenly felt so open, so stretched, and so empty. I needed him desperately, feeling the air hit my pussy, and not his warm skin caused me to almost cry. A moment before we had been one person, and now we were two once again.

I had to focus on the task at hand, helping my beautiful man achieve what he wanted so desperately. With my legs straddling his thighs, and my torso slightly leaned forward, I took his violently red shaft in my hand and began running my hands up his length in a slow even stroke. My grip tight, the feel of my own pussy juices squishing between my fingers with every minuscule movement along his length. I had been right, he was completely soaked in my arousal.

"On my face? On my tits? Where baby?"

His sweat covered form was flat against the bed. His hands were balled into fists, clinging onto the sheets as my hand continued its slow torture up and down his shaft, "Yes baby, oh fuck baby yes." His head was nodding in an uncontrollable fashion, showing me his obvious approval at the thought of covering my soft supple skin with his warm white strings of cum.

"Cum on me baby, hard. Cover me."

I kept a firm, tight grip on him, but I began to move my hand up and down faster. His veins seemed to be protruding more than ever, his balls were tight against his body as he suddenly grunted. He managed to choke out, "Good little slut." I moaned quietly and began twisting my wrist slightly, finally pushing him over the edge head first, just as I had done moments before. Shots of cum began flying out of the head repeatedly, almost as if it was a rifle. I wasn't sure what to focus on, his trembling form on the bed. His groans and gasps as he came, or the feeling of his warm cum splashing onto my face and tits. It all happened so fast, but caught up in the moment it felt like an eternity.

"Always your good little slut, Master."

I snaked my tongue out of my mouth and desperately licked at the cum on my face. I knew that there was no way I could collect all of his delicious juices with just my tongue, but as always I was desperate for his seed.

"Oh fuck baby."

I couldn't help but to allow a cocky smirk cover my face, I knew that watching me reach so desperately for his cum drove him crazy. I slowly took my hand off his member and reached my finger up, carefully collecting a large puddle of cum off my tit and raising it to my mouth. I sucked urgently like a baby suckling for milk.

"Am I a good girl?"

My voice was sweet and innocent, my eyes wide and shining. It was very twisted to act like such a sweet and beautiful little girl, as I sucked such a naughty substance off my finger. It was wrong to stare at him with such faking, acting as if I had done nothing wrong as the last of my juices drained out of my pussy and slid down the inside of my thighs. He licked his lips as he breathed heavy, getting oxygen back into his own brain as he responded, "Very, very good girl."

I could feel a blush creep up my face and chest as I pulled my finger free of my mouth and reached over for a t-shirt that was on the end of the bed. Ever so carefully I cleaned up my spent body, before curling up against his damp form.

"I love you baby."

I looked upwards into his eyes, sighing happily when I was rewarded with the same eyes I had always seen. Nothing had changed between us, he still loved and respected me. Even though I had given him a new side of me to love, a different Holly to experience. He still respected me, as did I him. We were in love, and doing this had just brought us closer together.

"I love you too."

Following those words I curled up into his chest, that need that had been burning in me was finally extinguished. The seconds passed and I heard as he began to drift off. My fingers drew a trail up and down his chest as I reveled in the feeling of finally showing him all I had to offer.
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