Wanting

YEAH! THAT'S IT! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER!" I screamed. "YEAH! GIVE IT TO ME!"

My orgasm was coming, rising through me. I wanted to cum so bad. I was on the verge of exploding when he suddenly stopped and pulled his cock out.

"DON'T STOP!" I yelled, lifting my hips, wanting his cock to make me cum. "DON'T STOP YOU BASTARD! FUCK ME, GOD DAMN IT!"

"I OWN YOU, he said again, holding his cock above my dripping cunt. "YOU'RE MINE!!"

No man had ever treated me like this. No man ever even came close to possessing me. I was always in control but something was happening. Peter was getting to me like no man ever did. I was losing it and needed him to fuck me, possess me, make me cum. I didn't care anymore. I was giving my self to a man.

"I OWN YOU!" he yelled again, pressing his cock harder against my pussy, moving it up and down, almost slapping me with his cock.

"YES! I'M YOURS. I'M YOURS PETER!" I shouted at him, hearing words I never thought I'd say to a man.

"YOU'RE MY SLAVE! He yelled. "TELL ME YOU'RE MY SLAVE!"

"I AM! YES! I'M YOUR SLAVE!"

He then thrust his cock hard into my cunt, pulled out and slammed it in harder. I gasped at his power as he filled my pussy. "FUCK ME!" I screamed.

And then he surprised me. He didn't pull out after a hard thrust but stopped, his big cock deep in my pussy. He was still at first then slowly started moving in a small screwing motion. I could not believe what he was doing to me.

"Oh baby that feels so good," I whispered in his ear as he kept his cock deep in my pussy driving me insane, as he moved slowly-- his cock filling me as it pressed against my cervix and rubbing my clit at the same time. I moved with him like we were slow dancing, both of us on the verge of exploding as we screwed each other.

His mouth was just above my mouth, our eyes looking deeply in each others eyes, loving the intense pleasure we were giving each other as we screwed.

"Oh baby this is so fucking hot," I managed to gasp and moan, "mmmmmmmmmmm.

"You love this cock, don't you?" he whispered, his mouth just above mine.

"Yes."

"You like how my cock fills your tight little pussy," he growled.

"Yeah and you like fucking me."

"You're my slut, aren't you? Tell me you're my slut! Tell me!"

He was screwing me harder, moving in a larger swirl, rubbing harder and harder against my clit. I thought I was going to explode. I closed my eyes, the intense sensation of his cock driving me crazy. No man ever fucked me like this. I was delirious.

"TELL ME!" he said, moving harder and faster.

My head was thrashing from side to side as he screwed me harder and harder.

"YES! OH YES! I'M YOUR SLUT! I'M YOUR WHORE!. JUST FUCK ME!" I screamed. OHHHHHHH BABY I LOVE YOUR COCK!"

"FUCK ME, SLUT!" he yelled. GIVE ME YOUR PUSSY!"

I lifted my hips, my orgasm sweeping over me. OF FUCK! I'M CUMMMMMMING!"

My screaming seemed to push him over the edge and he suddenly pulled out and rammed me back to the bed, his cock going deep and hard. Another big orgasm swept over me. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PETER! FUCK ME! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHMYGOD!" I screamed louder than ever, my cum pouring out of me as I convulsed in the most intense orgasm I've ever had. "DON'T STOP!' KEEP FUCKING ME!" I screamed. KEEP FUCKING ME!" I was insatiable.

He kept thrusting, harder and faster. Wave after wave swept over me—each thrust filling me with his swollen cock. I knew he was going to cum by how much faster he was thrusting and how loud he was grunting with each hard thrust.

Just as another huge orgasm swept over me, he screamed, OH BABY! FUCK ME! I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMING FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" he yelled as he rammed his cock deep into my pussy.

We were both screaming as loud as we could and suddenly, the forceful gushing of his hot cum filled my pussy, bringing another huge wave of orgasms over me, our ecstatic screaming filling my room.

Peter collapsed on me. I was dizzy and thought I would black out. We were both gasping and panting. As I lay there I said to myself. "Wow, what a fuck! No man ever did that to me."

Neither of us could budge.

"Hey, that was pretty amazing, mister," I said.

"You're quite a woman," he said, looking into my eyes.

"You're quite a guy," I said, smiling up at him.

"Annie, all that about owning you and you're my slave, I don't mean it like it sounds." He looked at me with those deep blue eyes that captivated me. "I would never want to own you. I love your free spirit. I love the passion I saw in your paintings."

I was silent as he spoke, just looking up at his eyes, hearing his caring for me. Suddenly I felt a feeling wash over me that I had never felt before. I wanted to be owned and possessed. I wanted Peter to own me. I felt like I was his, if he wanted me. I knew he would never keep me from being me.

"If you want to be a cock tease, that's okay. You need to be you," he continued.

Suddenly I heard myself say words I never say to a man. I reached for his cheek with my hands. "I think I love you."

He smiled. "I just want you to know--even if I say I own you when we fuck-- I would never want to own you."

"I want you to know something, too," I said, smiling at him.

"What?" he asked.

"The only man I want to be a cock tease for---is you."

"Is that so," he laughed.

We fucked again that night and almost every night since.