Hit'n Those Notes Ch. 05

I noticed Tyler had his closed his eyes. His facial expression said he was getting lost in his own pleasures and sensations. His rocking of his hips in and out - varied. Slowly to get deeper - his body firmly against mine and then quick to pull that bulbous head of his cock toward the exit - which caused me all kinds of pleasure inducing shudders and jolts to vibrate through my body.

When his hand gave up my breasts - they found a place to rest on my thighs. He held them tightly as he picked up the pace. It had the effect of increasing the pain, but also the pleasure and satisfaction I was getting. I tried to move my body in unison with his every thrust, but things were speeding up and the first time our bodies colliding with force - there was a slapping sound.

I grunted against the thrust and huffed out a breathe so loud it came out as a raspy groan. Fuck! He pulled back quick, then a hammering right back into my ass! Fuck! Another slap of his hips against my ass, louder, more pronounced. Ahhh... Oww, ouch - that hurts! Fuck!

He was in his own zone and I was beginning to feel like I was merely along for the ride - my pleasure was an afterthought. His pace picked up - way faster than I expected. I put my hands on his, but instead of reading that as me trying to say, 'Hey, take it easy!', he took it as something different.

He grabbed my wrists and pulled me so my back was just barely off the mattress. My head flung back as the piston like plunging into my ass began - at a breakneck speed now. I began to moan loudly...

"Aaah... Aug... Aaah..." I could barely breathe... My head was rocking back and forth in unison with his thrusts. Pain... Pleasure... Something warm wrapping my... The sound of his body slamming into mine over and over. Pain...

"Oh fuck...," Tyler whispered as he slowed to a stop, letting me fall back onto the bed after releasing my wrists.

We were both huffing like we'd just sprinted down the hallway from the elevator or something. He caressed my legs and slowly pulled completely out without concern for my comfort. That hurt, but there was instant relief also that washed over me. Had he cum and I didn't realize it?

I looked at him, questioning what was going on. He dribbled more spit into hand, spread it over his cock, and slid the tip of his cock back inside of me... I blew out a strained breath, then squirmed when he pulled himself out again. He repeat that act a few more times - until I couldn't take it anymore and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him into me, not allowing him to pull out.

"Aaah...," he moaned quietly.

He tried to pull back, but I was holding him inside of me with my legs. He was looking at me, no doubt wondering what I was thinking - while I was doing the same.

"You okay," I asked.

"Are you kidding?"

Hearing that was a boost to my psyche and I let my legs release their grip about his waist. Tyler began moving slowly out, not totally, and rammed himself into me with such force it made me choke on the breath I was taking. Holy fucking GOD! I cringed, stiffened...

He pulled back quickly, and then rammed himself in fully - jolting my body fully, violently. He pulled out again and rammed himself right back in, our bodies slapping together loudly above the background music from the TV. Out, back in, partially pulling back, grinding back to the base of his cock - making me squirm. I could feel his balls slapping against me as my ass as the bed shook.

Tyler placed his hands back on my thighs and it became obvious he was making his final stand. The pace was quickening, the depth at which he was forcing his cock into me was dizzying, and his breathing was full of huffs and strained heaves of his chest. He was pounding my ass for... Pain! Pain! His hands were clamping my thighs too tightly and I had to pull them off - which took great effort.

There was no slowing of his gyrations and I knew he was close.

"Fuck...," I half-moaned aloud.

He slammed into me twice so I hard I couldn't help but cry out. In, deep, grinding, quickly out and completely out, back in completely... Repeat... There was no way I could control what was happening and I was trying to soak up all the pleasure I could, while beaming that he was as lost in the pleasures we were both...

"Aaaaa! Oh, fuck...," he cried out thrusting quickly in while his body shuddered wildly.

And through the numb and assaulted nerves around my ass, I felt a brief sensation I hadn't expected to feel. He was cumming! I could feel his cock pulsing, surging... Oh, fuck me! He rammed his cock into me for all he could two, three, five more times, and swayed his hips slightly while riding out his orgasm. He grunted, and then slowed to a stop all movement.

"Tyler...," I whispered.

That got me a quick flex of his cock still inside of me and a slow, sensually slow, deep push into me. I couldn't help but feel like I had conquered something I would never have thought I could. Surreal, in a word and my mind was completely blown! I just had sex with a man that made me feel like a desired woman in every way imaginable.

Tyler waited a good minute before pulling his waning cock from inside of me. I think we both sighed in unison when he was completely out. I watched him remove the condom and climb onto the bed, lying back as I was with his legs over the edge of the bed.

He took my hand, "That was... I'm serious, that was amazing...," he said softly.

So many emotions were flowing inside of me I wasn't sure I could even speak without breaking down and crying. What the hell?!

I squeezed his hand, "Thank you... That truly was amazing and special...," I replied closing my eyes.

I wondered if he truly realized how much this night meant to me, validated a portion of my transition I feared constantly - never being wanted by anyone...

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