Seen and Known
Why she did it
“Undress,” she instructed, as I licked out her little hole and sucked her waddle. I pulled back from my delight. My lips were wet with her and filling up my scent.
I slipped out of my tie and dropped it, the same with my shirt and kicked off my shoes and slipped out of my pants. As I did this, she laid down on her back and dropped her knees apart. When she said “fuck me,” that’s what she meant.
In a moment, I was naked, standing by the bed where she lay.
“Here,” she said, handing me a natural skin condom. I wanted to fill up her pussy and lick the mix of us both. We had talked about it before. But that was not her plan.
My cock was stiff and ready for her. For whatever. I slipped on the condom.
“Do it,” she said. I spun with disbelief, straddling her as she guided my penis deep into her pelvis. “I want it hard and fast,” she demanded.
She must have known if I did that I would spin out of control. I wanted to explore her and the delight of being inside her. Her pussy squeezed tightly around me and was hot. Not warm, but hot and feverish, gripping me. I looked at her face and her eyes were fiery and possessed of her feelings. She was intent. She wanted something and I didn’t understand quite what.
I fucked her harder. She put her hand on my ass and pushed me in deep.
I looked at her face. She was staring intently at my eyes.
“Thrust,” she said. “Fuck me till you cum.” I wanted to make it last, but I gave in and did it, fucking her like a teenager might, with no sense of control. Her pelvis was tipped up and her legs were in the air above and behind me and I plunged down into her again and again wanting the exquisite beauty to last forever.
When I closed my eyes, I would feel hers burning into me and resume eye contact, which is what finally drove me into a spiral of surrender. I began crying out, groaning helplessly to her, I felt like I was drooling, and then felt my face melt in the heat of her stare…like a bright light was shining into my eyes. She studied me with a little smile on her face as I lost control and began throbbing into her, my breath and my voice heaving, snorting ,my face twisted, until I was seized by the thunder of my orgasm and collapsed onto her. She held me lightly with her hands.
I relaxed into the bliss of being surrounded by her and deep within her. I had a moment to pretend we were bonded.
A few moments later, she said, okay let’s get dressed and go.
I was wholly disoriented. My mind spun and turned. I was covered in sweat and not exactly fulfilled. I don’t think that was the point. I suspected she did that just to see my desperate face as I lost control and orgasmed into her. We got dressed, she wriggled into her black dress, I tied my tie, we put on our coats and went to the show.
Years later she said you were right. “I wanted to watch you lose control of yourself. I knew you would. That’s all I wanted.”