Face to Face (Closed thread)

[Annabelllee2003]

Every word that he forces from his lips in the heat of passion sends her higher. At his declaration of love, her eyes close and she squeezes the words to her heart.

Sucking him in deep and hard she wants to swallow him, own him, make him hers, stake her claim on his soul. This room and time is for them. And she wants it perfect. She wants him to have all she can give him in their time.

His hands tangle in her hair as she sucks him, feeling his hips pump, feeling his excitement. Her nails dig into his thighs as she moves faster on his cock.

"Yeah, Cecelia, suck me."

David watches her sucking him, the lipstick smeared at the base of his cock obscenely, the way her face is contorted with her lust and desire. He stops her movement on his cock with his hands in her hair and leans forward to look down her back to her ass swelling out from the mini, her legs open as wide as the skirt allows straining against the latex. She could be on any slut website, but she's just for him. His slutty Cecelia.

Leaning back, he pulls her from his cock and brings her up with him when he stands. She's taller in the heels and he smiles as he pulls her tight against him, raising her head to plunder her mouth, suck her tongue, lick her lips. Taking his cock in his hand he dips a bit to slide his cock against her pussy, groaning at the heat and wet. Squeezing her legs together Cecelia moves against him, letting his cock run the length of her pussy. His hands move around to her ass feeling the latex that’s slid up a bit and the softness of her skin. Pulling her against him, he massages her clit and pussy with his cock. Her arms locked around his neck she turns to his ear and whispers, "Fuck me David." The husky wanton voice in his ear and his control snaps.

In an instant he turns her and bends her over the table, pushing her down, behind her cock in hand. He take a moment to look at her again, her hands splayed on the table, her legs open, pussy lips wet and swollen, her ass framed in the slutty outfit. "Fuck," is what he manages to grunt when he launches his cock into her wet tunnel and drives it to her womb in one long hard thrust. He stays in her for a moment, not moving, just feeling her pussy hot and wet and tight on his cock. When he feels her squeeze, he's lost, and he grabs her hips and pumps hard, driving into her, making her cry out. His cries match hers.

Cecelia moves back on him, feeling his cock move in her, each thrust pushing her towards the edge. Pushing up on the table she gets more leverage to fuck back on him harder, almost there.

"YES DAVID, YES. LOVE ME DAVID."

 

[dr_mabeuse]

She asks him to love her, but this is hardly love. This is more like violent possession and he fights to control himself. His mouth hanghs open and his eyes stare with disbelief as his aching tool slides into Cecilia's hot, clinging wetness. The sight of his cock sliding into her pussy, of her buttocks flexing as she grinds her hips against him in a wanton dance, and of the black lates clinging tyo her body like a panther's skin is almost more than he can stand.

He grips her hips, feeling her muscles roll and writhe sensuously beneath his fingers as she does all the work. Her legs seem impossibly long, their length exaggerated by the latex stockings and high heels, raising her ass to the perfect level, and he runs his hands over them, feeling the slick give of the latex.

"Oh fuck! Cecilia!" he moans.

He thrusts forward, driving his cock deep and she gasps, gripping the edge of the table and fucking back. He can see her little asshole as she works her behind against him, moving him inside her in hungry circles.

He's already near climax; the sight of her is just too sexy, the way she's using him, the look on her face as she looks back at him over her shoulder, her eyes hazed with lust.

He throws his head back and groans, and without thinking he slaps her on the ass. Cecilia gasps with a sharp intake of breath and redoubles her efforts to get him off, to make him come.

"Come on, baby!" she whispers, "Come on, David! Fuck me! Fuck me! I'm your whore, baby! Do whatever you want to me! Fuck me, baby! I love it!"

"Oh Christ!" he groans. He pulls himself out of her, staggering back, and Cecilia cries out in disappointment.

"Get on your back!" he gasps. "No, stay on the table. Just get on your back."

Cecelia climbs up on the table and turns over, moving her behind to the edge. She lies down flat on her back and lifts her knees and holds them to the side. The sight of his huge erection makes her even hotter and she begins to stroke herself.

"Yeah," he says, "that's it. baby. That's just so fucnking beautiful!"

"David, baby," she says in a whisper, "Don't tease me, baby. I need you so badly."

He walks up to her, between her knees, and with one plunbge buries himself in her. They both cry out, and she arches her back off the table. Her hands immediately grip the edge, holdiong herself in place as he begins to fuck her, the force of his thrusts shaking the table.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

Cecelia arches, holding herself for him... Her body open, her pussy displayed, her sex and love and astonishment there for him. She meets him, thrust for thrust, holding him to her. Every ardent salacious action met. She needed her David thus. Needs him without boundaries, without a set point to stop.

When she sees him so ardent, so passionate, so insistant on his desire, Cecelia loses reason, he's resplendent, insane, and the love that he's dreamed of is here, meeting him. Thrust for thrust, action for action, he's insatiable as is she. And every point that surfaces is insignificant, ridiculous in the heat of thier passion.

This ain't rock and roll , this is insane. The passion is contorted out of proportion, the insane arrangmeent of desire, is crazy and quite unbelievable. They shouldn't feel this. It should not be allowed.

Not love, certainly. But an impossible, unbelievable, uncontrollable, inconceivable spasm of reality. When his nuts finally signal his insatiable desire, when Cecelia clutches and squeezes his cock in her insanity, it's an unrelenting, huge, release of passion that takes Cecelia by storm, and David nearly passes out from it. His most incredible fantasy was here, in this room. His Cecelia, in his outfit. His slut, his woman. His desire. Made herself just his. With the release of his passion, he slumps down on her, feeling her pussy contracting against him, feeling her coming, feeling her coming again. He'd not expected her to so multi-orgasmic. She is. With him.

Only with him. Fuck.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

He's suspended above her, leaning on his arms which are corded with muscle, thrusting his hips back and forth, sending his hard, thick cock into her center of pleasure with hard, violent strokes. He's aware that he must look frenzied, monstrous, wild, but he can't control the feral urgency he shows on his face as he fucks her. His need is so strong, his desire so great.

This is something more than sex; something deeper, stronger, simpler and closer to his very being. He knows sex. He's had plenty of sex. This is something different. He wants to hurt her. He wants her to give him something, to yield somehow, to give him something he desperately wants but can't identify. He only knows instinctively that she has it and he wants it, must have it.

"Oh God!" he moans through his clenched teeth, his sweat falling on her and beading upon the latex. Her pussy is open to him, flowering under his assault, glorying in his desperate need for her. He can look down and see the pink portal to her body open and exposed, clutching greedily at him, riding his pole as it bucks and plunges into her.

If he is trying to hurt her then he is clearly failing. For Cecilia is beside herself with passion and is doing everything she can to help him in his brutal treatment of her body, raising her knees one moment, locking her feet around him the next, grabbing his ass and grinding her hips against him when his strength flags, then opening up to him as he recovers and continues his assault.

This is the way it was always meant to be, he realizes. This is sex as it should be, for, despite the violence of his cody against hers, he has never felt this intimate with anyone in his life, and he doesn't understand. He's been married for years, he and his wife know each other like books, and yet there's never been this kind of passion betwen them, this openness and intimacy; never this feeling of being so perfectly attuned to one another's desires and sensations.

But with Cecilia there is nothing to stand in the way of raw desire: no family to raise, no personal failings and disappointments, no world outside whatsoever. Just this, in here, intent on giving and taking only pleasure from each other. It is so amazingly liberating, so clean, so simple. So intense.

He looks down at her. How fucking beautiful she is in her desire, how beautiful she is wearing something he wanted her to wear, doing it for him, for his pleasure. Doing everything seemingly for his pleasure. And yet he knows too that the more she gives him, the more she excites him, the more she gets back, the more excited he makes her.

He growls like an animal as a pang of pleasure rips through his body. She reaches up, rakes her nails over his chest, and he knows she is tryiing to tell him that she is going to climax, but she can't speak. He can feel her body tremble deep inside and that is just too much for him.

He's ready to come. he needs only that last sensaytion to start him down the slope to ecstasy. And then he realaizes what it is he wants from her. He wants her pleasure. He wants to know he is a man and capable of giving her ultimate pleasure, and as he realizes that he has already done that, his balls clench and the ripping thrill of orgasm begins.

"Baby! Baby!" is all he can chant as he thrusts deep into her, grabs the edge of the table over her head and uses it to lever himself even deeper. She feels him throb within her even as she's tossed on the waves of her own rapture and she hears his deep groans that tells her he is pouring his flood into her, his seed, his essence, his gift of himself, pouring it into her with heavy, muscular throbs.

"Take it, Cecilia! Oh God! Take it!"

 

[Annabelllee2003]

She takes him, his seed. With a deep cry ripping through the room she wraps her arms around him as he wrings another orgasm from her, digging into his back, arching up, riding the wave as he collapses on her, shuddering, his breath harsh in her ear.

They lay forever, locked together until their breathing slows and the pulsing in her pussy finally stills. David raises up on his elbows and cradles her face in his hands, staring into her eyes then kissing her tenderly.

Raising his head again he looks at her.

Her makeup is smeared, her hair sweaty.

"God, your beautiful Cecelia."

Cecelia starts to giggle then laugh and with the laughter his cock is ejected from her quite quickly and unexpectedly. This causes him to flinch and she laughs harder.

Standing on unsteady legs he hauls her up and joins in her laughter. Holding on to each other they laugh. The laughter tapers off and he steers them to the bed where they fall, quiet now and each reflecting silently on the passion they share.

They drift, then sleep, for the moment totally satiated. Neither hear the rap on the door or hear the maid come in and back out quickly, a huge grin on her face.

Waking in his arms, Cecelia has no idea how long they've slept. Her body is sore. David sleeps with a small smile. She kisses him. Then again as he finally stirs to life.

With a groan she sits up and stretches.

"I don't know about you David, but I need a bath." With a look over her shoulder, she asks, "Help me out of this thing?"

Her soft sweet voice coming out of her swollen, lipstick smeared mouth, her eyes blackened with makeup, still in her latex outfit is so contrary David can't help but wish he could take a picture of her just now. Well fucked, sensuous and having a bit of an innocent smile.

She sees his smile and cocks her head expectantly.

"Well?" Edging off the bed she stands looking down at him.

His answer is cut off by the knock of the door, no doubt the chambermaid returning and with a squeak Cecelia bolts into the bathroom, leaving him laughing and pulling on his pants to open the door.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Finally they had to get out of the room, if only to let the maids in. The hotel had a restaurant attached, and they figured that would be dafe enough, so David took Cecilia down to get some food.

It turned out to be about 4 in the afternoon, a fact that rather surprised them both, simply because neither of them had been thinking about time at all. After they ate it was time to check in with their respective spouses, a task neither of them was looking forward to.

David suggested they call from the lobby, to make use of whatever ambience they could for their cell phones, so he and Ceclia took up posts on opposite ends of the room and made their calls.

The calls left both of them feeling ashamed and morose, so they went into the bar, took a table in the dark, and had a couple of drinks and talked, then David got up and went to the bathroom, leaving Cecilia alone.

When he came back he had a funny look on his face. "Excuse me, Ma'am," he said to her, "Would you mind if I joined you?"

Cecilia looked up at him, then looked him up and down. "I'm sorry. I'm waiting for someone."

David sat down. "He's not coming back. I saw him climb out the window of the john. He's gone by now."

Cecilia shrugged, "Well, then I guess you'll do."

"I hope so." he said. "Because I've got this terrible urge to fuck you, lady."

"What kind of a girl do you think I am?"

"I think you're a beautiful girl who needs to come. Who needs to be made to come until she can't see straight."

Though he was joking there was something seriosu in his eyes and the way he said it.

"David..."

"Come on, Cecilia. I want to fuck you again. I want to play with you and make you come like you've never come in yur life."

"Well, you already have."

"No," he said, "I want to get really filthy with you. I want to fuck you all over. I want to drive you crazy with the nasty things I'll do to you. I don't want to be nice anymore, Cecilia. I want to pull out all the stops and fuck you like an animal."

Cecilia smiled, finished her drink in one gulp and stood up, taking his hand.

"Well let's go then. Let's see if I can take it."

 

[Annabelllee2003]

Pulling him behind her, Cecelia hurries to the elevator bank. Pushing the button impatiently, she spies the stairs. Leading him quickly to the stairwell, she opens the door and drags him inside.

When she starts to climb she lets go of his hand and steps quickly a couple of steps ahead of him, lifting her skirt to show her naked ass to him. The stairs are rarely used, as in most hotels, except by some people that obviously don't care for elevators. Leading him up a 1/2 flight, then another, one more until they are between the second and third floor on the landing.

Cecelia turns toward David, backing against the wall and raises her skirt, exposing her pussy. Spreading her legs a bit, she watches his face as she plays with her clit. Reaching toward him, she hooks him by a belt loop and pulls him toward her.

"How nasty David? Want to fuck me here?"

David has watched her ass up the flights of stairs and when she starts to finger her pussy, he feels his cock start to strain against his pants. With deft fingers, Cecelia has his cock out and strokes him, making him harder.

There is no end to the surprise they both feel in the freedom of pure sexuality. They both want to wallow in it, revel in it. The mutual phone calls home have made them all too aware their time is growing short.

"Christ Cecelia," is all that David can say when she dips down to suck on his cock. Just as soon as he feels her sucking him down, too soon, she stops and turns facing the wall, her hands against it, butt thrust back.

"Come on David, fuck me now."

"Such a slut Cecelia," he grunts as he takes his cock in hand and runs it against her ass.

"You want to get fucked here, I'll fuck you."

In one hard thrust he's inside her, holding her by the hips and shoving against her. Her pussy is wet and swollen, sucking him in, squeezing him. Letting go of her hips, he covers her hands with his on the wall and bends his knees to thrust up into her.

Her moan is audible and echoes eerily in the stairwell, the acoustics such that it's drawn out and incredibly erotic sounding. It wouldn't take either of them long to come, but at his third or forth upward thrust they head a door slam open and footsteps starting up the stairs.

In an instant he's pulled out, she's pulled down her skirt and watches him as he struggles to tuck his erection back into his pants. Predictably, Cecelia starts to giggle and turns to run up the stairs, leaving him to follow as best as he can. She has a bit of head start but it's just too funny for him not to laugh as he follows her up, manfully ignoring his throbbing cock, intent on catching up with her.

At their floor they almost burst through the door and scamper like kids, nearly doubled over with laughter to the entrance of their room. Fumbling with the door, David gets it open and it's his turn to drag her inside.

Kicking the door shut and grabbing her by the wrists, he kisses her, no soft gentle kiss but demanding, hard, bruising her lips, grinding his cock against her belly. He lets go of one of her wrists to move to her breasts, mauling, squeezing. He pulls back from her lips with a look of pure animalistic lust on his face. Her facial expression must have satisfied him. Her chest is heaving with excitement and he reaches to where her blouse is buttoned and rips it open, buttons popping, to get at her tits. Her other wrist is dropped and her hands grab his hair, holding him to her tits.

"Yesss," Cecelia gasps.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

He wallows in her tits, kissing, licked, sucking her soft flesh into his mouth. Cecelia grabs his hair and pulls his head against her, shoving her breasts inhis face, both of them on fire.

He reached behind her and cups her naked ass in his hands, squeezing, pulling her against him. His finger dips below to find her asshole and he presses against it, and to his surprose Cecilia pushes back against his finger.

Their mouths are all over each other. She rips at his shirt, pulling it open, and claws at his chest. Her own blouse is halfway down her arms, one bra strap hanging down, her skirt bunched up around her hips. She pushed her ass hard on his finger, wanting it inside her, wanting all of him inside her.

"Yes, David! Do my ass! Come on! You want to fuck me there? You want your cock in my ass?"

Her slutty talk drives him wild and he pushed her back onto the bed. Both of them are wild, crazed with desire. She lands on her back and spreads her legs wide, bringing her knees up to her tits. Her hands go to her pussy and she begins to masturbate as he kisses her.

"You little whore!" he hisses at her as he mauls her tits. "You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?!"

"Then give it to me David! Show me what a slut I am! Let me be your whore. Do it all to me!"

"Up on your knees, bitch!" he says to her, gettingon his own knees. "Hands and knees like a dog!"

Cecilia poulls off her blouse and gets on her knees, her ass in the air. David pushes her skirt up over her hips. "Spread your legs!"

Cecilia doesn't know what he's going to do. He's still dressed. But she spreads her thighs, causing her back to hollow.

David runs his fingers up and down her wet slit, then pushes his thumb inside her, making Cecilia groan. He recahes within he hot sheath, his palm up, pressing against the front wall of her womb, searching. Finally he finds it.

"Oh David! David! Wait! I've got to pee!"

"Oh no you don't!" he says, his arm draped across the small of her back. "It just feels that way. Just pee in the bed then if you have to. I'm not letting you go!"

"David!" she warns him, but he doesn't let her go. He feels the little spot come alive under his thumb, begin to swell and stand out, rising to his thumb.

He bends his face down and begins to lick her asshole, flicking his tongue around it, over it, side to side, all the while his thumb is inside her, finding that spot, rubbing it, pressing it.

"Oh God David! What are you doing? Oh my God!"

He's found her G spot and now he won't let her go. His tongue flicks and teases her anus as his thumb presses and rubs, rubs and presses over that little bulge of flesh inside her.

"David!" she cries. This time her voice is half-way to a scream. He's doing something to her, something delicious and overwhelming. Something no one's evern done to her before.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

The orgasm that rips through her body is shocking in intensity. She comes hard, her pussy gripping him harder than he could imagine her voice loudly proclaiming her ride to bliss.

He stops for a moment, and then presses his thumb into her again quickly rubbing and holding her with his other hand when she would squirm away.

Another orgasm, earth shattering to her and his hand is drenched with the sudden release of fluid her body gives up in the gripping and spasming of her excitement.

With a last strangled cry she pitches forward, shuddering. Breathing hard. David at last stops his movement and follows her, laying over her body, feeling her shudder, nuzzling her neck and tasting the perspiration gathered there.

His pride in giving her this, what no man has made her feel is great and he lays on her gently, letting her come down from the heights.

For a long while they lay like this. Until Cecelia can talk.

"My God David. Where did you learn that one?" She moves a bit, enough to slide out from under him. He moves until he's on his side watching her.

Her face is flushed and the look on her face is indescribable. The flush of sexual satisfaction, the soft look for her lover, and a bit of awe at what he just gave her. She still feels the nub in her pussy throb.

Her hand reaches to touch his face, a tender caress.

“Tell me David, what can I do for you?”

 

[dr_mabeuse]

“Tell me David, what can I do for you?” she asks him, stroking his face.

He smiles at her. Beams, actually. He loves to make her come; she comes so hard, holding nothing back, like an animal. And this time was so special. She had ejaculateds, something he had never made a woman do. I makes him feel virile. He couldn't be happier.

"For me?" he asks. "All I want is to make you come, You don't know how that excites me. I just love to give you pleasure."

She looks at him and says, "Selfish!"

"What do you mean?"

She turns to face him, resting her head on her hand. "Don't you think I feel the same way about you? David, I'll do anything to please you. Anything you want."

He'd never thought about it in this way before, that by giving her pleasure he was being selfish, doing what he wanted and refusing her the chance tyo do what she wanted.

Cecilia slid over closer to him so she could kiss and lick at his chest. Her fingers played around his erection, teasing him, rubbing the precum around the head of his cock.

"Anything, baby." she whispered as she sucked gently at his nipples. "Do you want me to suck you off? Nice and slow? Do you want to fuck me? Or let me fuck you? Would you like to fuck my ass, baby? That would be so hot."

At this his cock gave a sudden twitch. The thought of taking her in the ass was too delicious. His wife never let him do that, never let him even get close. To do it to Cecilia, to have her so completely like that...

She looked at him. "That's what you want, isn't it? You want my hot ass. You want your beautiful cock in my asshole, fucking me till I scream."

Just the thought made him groan with desire and he put his arms around her and drew her close, kissing her feverishly.

"Yes," he said, "That's what I want. I want to fuck your ass, Cecilia. That's what I want. But I don't want to hurt you."

She kissed him back, their tongues sliding against each other as she pressed her breasts against him.

"It doesn't hurt if you do it right." she said softly, their mouths still touching. "It feels wonderful, baby. It drives me crazy."

"Then show me." he said. "Show me how to do it like that, so it feels wonderful."