Doggy

Doggy

You, on all fours in front of me, light from the bedside clock shining on your buttocks
Twin moons above the crevice of your private passion
Beckoning me closer
Hand on cock, I shuffle forward, touch my glans to your opening
The animal smell of your sex wafts up to me

Hands on your hips
“Ready, darling?”
A nod, and I press forwards, feel you open before me
A slow steady pressure and I am deep inside you
Held tight in your damp velvet wonder

A pause to catch our breaths, to adjust to the feeling

Then I start to thrust
In and out, in and out
You tense and push back against me, deepening the penetration
A moan, a whimper, the start of rising fever
I cannot see your face, and that makes it more exciting

“Fuck me, sweetheart, fuck me!” you cry
Sliding hands upwards to your ribs, I grab you tightly and thrust faster still
The slap of my hips against your buttocks, the creak of the bed
A sweet rhythm that hypnotises us
Until all that exists are our bodies and the straining lust that joins us

Your cunt becomes damper still under the onslaught
But the friction grows
I reach down to feel you
My finger slides between your lips and finds your clit
Gently rubbing, you start to gasp, louder and louder still until you scream my name

The pressure builds within me
I cannot hold back, and my orgasm bursts, just as yours does
My semen sprays deep inside you, marking you as mine
A final thrust, our bodies pressed as hard together as we can
We prolong that moment

A drawn out sigh
A gentle withdrawal from your battered cunt
Wiping fluids with discarded nightclothes
A sweaty cuddle in a room reeking of sex
Then sleep