Fuck Me Like A Wolf

Fuck Me Like A Wolf

[Seattle]

I could show Milo shoulder porn and he’d sport a stiffy in the matter of seconds. That man is easier than instant potatoes. I was stuck on him. He could eat me alive, literally. He was creative and charming, knew how to get me out of my jean shorts real quick. When we first met I played the shy girl who was afraid to be intimate, of course I wasn’t exactly into the living breathing type. But I decided to give this guy a try and ever since then, I can say I’m addicted. Having sex with Milo was like having the urge to punch something really hard and feel exhilarated after beating your knuckles raw. I’m not sure if that’s a good analogy to use, but anything that results in feeling achieved is how I felt with him. Milo isn’t exactly a gentle guy, in fact because we are wolves sex is a lot rougher than I expected. I know, that’s a silly thought but it’s been a quite long time since I’ve been with a guy, well a living one. Sometimes I’d tease him and say, “I’m gonna use my teeth and my claws.” I’d expect the bad boy attitude to bite back at me. Which it always did, but mostly on the ass and inner thigh; naughty bits were gently bit at. Honestly, I really like it when he’s rough. I blush a lot especially when he takes his large hand cupping the side of my face and dragging his thumb across and down my lower lip, whispering to me how the more I resist him, the harder he’s going to fuck me. Things like that are little sweet nothings that should be said in private or spoken softly in your ear. But knowing my big bad wolf and his I-don’t-give-a-fuck-attitude, he’d say it in public so passer-byers will know the trouble I’ll be in.  I guess I like being in trouble, a whole lot. Tonight trouble seemed to be brewing between us two. We were on his couch, preoccupied with each other’s lips, moving quickly and catching in one’s teeth. Milo nudged Slag with his foot, pushing the pup away from us, the poor thing glowered and waddled off. I had my hands tugging at the collar of his shirt as his hands worked away at the button on my jeans. Supposedly we were supposed to watch Dawn of the Dead on his TV but instead his hand happened to wander down my thigh, stroking it gently building strength and moving up to a warmer climate.

Gliding my hands down his hard chest and lower, stopping at his lap. I was playing coy and turning my head slightly to the side so he’s have a chance to nip at my ear and trail down to my neck sucking lightly at the skin, turning it a light shade of red. I’d murmur his name, trying to hold back a moan that was building intensely in my chest. He wouldn’t pull away; he’d move his soft supple lips to my collar bone, licking along the lining of it, dipping his tongue. The only sound I could hear was myself groaning low, and a soft buzzing in my head. My hands squeezed lightly at the top of his muscular thighs, moving my mouth to his and flicking my tongue at his teeth. He seemed to have liked that by the way a deep animalistic growl erupted from the pit of his belly through his throat. Growling back as he lifted me onto his lap, grinding me against his hard cock, moving my hips as painful throbs pulse through my walls. “I want you to ride my cock until your pussy’s raw.” He muffled against my kissing, yanking at my shorts forcefully and me myself digging into his open jeans to drag his hard thick muscle from under his waist band. I paused, pulling away feeling completely blurred by lust. “I want you to treat me like a bad little girl.” grinning, chewing at my own lip anxiously. He didn’t object, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my head back. “Fine then, I’ll fuck you like a dirty slut.” Gasping as he grazed his teeth along mid throat and down holding for dear life onto his shoulders shivering from his touch. Feeling him move from under me and around to face the back of me, looking over my shoulder at him catching his glance and a slick smile on his face with a handful of my hair, he was removing my shorts and running a finger under the line of my panties and stopping between my legs to probe his finger tip at my clit, running it down towards my wet opening getting me ready. I squirmed, backing myself against him waiting eagerly to be mounted wiggling my ass at him like a taunting meal. Hearing grunts and the tear of my panties, squeezing a cheek hard before reaching to touch his rigid cock, playing with the tip and sliding it into me. A chorus of moans fell from my mouth; closing my eyes and feeling the walls of my pussy tighten around him as I sucked in my stomach aching for him to just fuck me already. He slowly slid out, keeping an eye on me and watched carefully. Running a hand to my hip and gripping it feeling his arousal kick which made me whimper even more, puckering up my lips and pouting. “Please.” I begged, he scoffed; almost hanging my head until when I least expected it he shoved into me hard, burrowing his dick deep inside. I could feel my stomach jump, swallowing as he slid out slow once again teasing with the tip of his cock before moving it down to press hard against my clit ring, toying with it. He wouldn’t stop; he didn’t stop until I came. Finally he went back in me and let go of my hair to grasp onto both hips, thrusting hard and fast making me quiver and yelp. I could see him biting down on his lip watching himself fuck me like a damn animal. Swearing under his breath and grabbing onto my ass to push apart so he could get a good look at his glistening smooth cock. My climax began to build and become more intense as he went in and out of me. The more I moaned the harder he fucked, the more I whimpered the faster he went. The more I got weak in the knees and almost gave out, the deeper he’d bury his dick by hoisting my hips up and plowing into me. I begin to pant and hold onto the top of the couch but then he pulled out and pulled me onto of him straddling him. I lifted my hips and rushed my hand around the base of him, shoving it right back into me with excitement. My pussy smothered his cock like they were meant for one another. Milo grinned hard, enjoying the fact I was just as eager to fuck. I begin to pump arching my back, running fingers through his hair to tug and jerk his head back every time he tried kissing me. His hand reached my top and yanked hard, ripping the seams and grabbing ahold of my breast moving it to his mouth to kiss at it since my lips weren’t an option, sucking lightly at the erect nipple making my toes curl and sending hot spasms through my stomach. I groaned. “I’m gonna cum.” Repeated my words, and he took control. Lifting me into the air and grinding me onto his cock, pounding and not breaking eye contact. “Come on baby cum for me, milk my cock clean.” I gave out and pressed hard down on him, squeezing my eyes shut with my arms wrapped around his neck, head rested on his chest as a loud moan escaped through my lips. Milo also gave in, and held onto me as he had his own release, filling me full with his sweetness and falling back onto the couch. “Fuck babe.” He said after we both caught our breath. I was immobilized, couldn’t talk, see, or pay attention. Lifting heavy lids to meet his kissing the corner of his mouth before face planting back on his chest, speaking in a soft girly tone, “Just shut up, I’m tired.” He didn’t say anything after that except chuckling and rubbing my back softly.

God movie night is such a good night to screw.