Rassling

Rassling
that's how he always used to say it
we would dress like sumos and rassle on the lawn in the backyard
we would rassle for sexual favors and
it was best in the rain
I used to let him win
he always wanted a blow job when he won
exhausted wet from sweat or rain or both
tired and naked
I would crawl up between his legs and unfasten his mawashi with my teeth
exposing his cock I would work quickly
before the boner came
with his whole his whole dick in my mouth I would suck
I would work it with my tongue like a piece of candy
feel it grow
stiffen
When the time was right I would lie next to him on my back
that was his signal
with his knees astride my head he would lower himself
lower himself until his balls touched my lips
I could tongue them
suck them
tease them with my lips
Sometimes he would cum
spurting into the air as I sucked his balls
No hands

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Sometimes he would lean forward and put his hands on the grass above my head
gently at first he would pry my lips open with the helmeted end of his cock
just the tip
just the tongue
Sometimes he would cum
spurting into my mouth
filling it till the juices overflowed and
ran down my cheek
pooling in the grass and running into my ears
like tears

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Sometimes he would lean forward and put his hands on the grass above my head
gently at first, he would pry my lips open with his helmet
He would push deeper
deeper down my throat where he would stop
We would be still
sometimes for only a few seconds
sometimes for an eternity
Without warning he would spurt deep in my throat
I'd relax
let the juices flow downward of their own volition
don't try to swallow that only makes you choke

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Sometimes he would lean forward and put his hands on the grass above my head
gently at first, he would pry my lips open with the purple ridged end of his cock
he would push deeper
deeper down my throat
in and out
out and in
like a jackhammer
Rough
Hard
till he erupted and I would gag
as I fought to take it all
to swallow every drop

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When he was done
when his seed was spent
he would return the favor
I loved the way his fingers stroked me
as he told me love stories and
made me wet
even wetter than the rain
I loved the way his fingers poked and prodded
the way he found my clit
my anus
my G
When I would climax
I clinched my legs together
squirmed and writhed in ecstasy
he never stopped until I had to push him away
spent

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I would lie with my lips next to his cock
He would lie with his nose buried between my legs
He would listen as I talked about tomorrow
I would listen as he talked about today

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Sometimes we would do it again
without the rassling part
Sometimes we would redress
mawashi's on
Sometimes he would let me win
I usually chose penetration
I usually chose to be on top
bouncing up and down
grinding against his pubic bone
I would cum with reckless abandon
savouring the control
that he would surrender to me

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I liked to reach behind me
and pull down hard on his balls
as he shot his load into the innermost recesses of my cunt
I liked to hear him moan as I helped him
mix pleasure with pain

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When the time was right
I would lick our mingled juices from his dick
kiss his balls and
apologize if I hurt them too much
when I tugged too hard
I would brush my breasts against his lips
Suckle him

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Sometimes on warm summer nights
we would sleep on the grass in the backyard
If it was raining or
when the rains would come
we'd gather our mawashi's
and run laughing back inside the house
A warm shower
A warm bed
with my pussy still wet I would
lie next to him and wait for sleep to come

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Sometimes I would sleep
Sometimes I would watch him sleep
On those nights I would often
use both my hands and masturbate
Slowly
Patiently
Watching him sleep as I listened to his slow
steady breathing
When the time was right I would
squeeze my knees together and bite my lower lip
sometimes I would cry.

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