She thought he invented talking dirty. Never, ever before had she been talked to this way, nor spoken this way, nor lusted this way. He did it to her every fucking time it seemed—got her hot. At least their conversations always started out hot and dirty, what are you wearing, there’s a bead of moisture at the end of my cock I want you to lick, but there were those occasions when he drifted into obscene politics instead. But the letters, Jesus, they were always dirty, fucking her with his hand, rape scenes, tag teams, strangers, waiters. And never before had she written this way, nor wanted this way.
Did you fuck me, baby, she asked, stirring from the love drunk, half sleep. Yes, baby, he replied. Are you going to fuck me again, she asked. Yes, baby and he moved to the bed with long pieces of rope. I am going to tie you, he said, moving around her body and taking her limbs, telling her everything he was doing as he was doing it, kissing her, soothing her. When she was bound to the bed, his hands moved over her constantly, up and down her slip, up and down her legs, mauling her breasts. He crawled all over her, licking her, sucking any piece of her that fit into his mouth. He kissed her hard, he hurt her lips, his fingers traveled around the insides of her mouth. I’m going to fuck your mouth again, he said. When I fucked you in the mouth before you pulled from me, and now you cannot. Baby, please, she started, remembering when he told her that he could kill her this way – fucking her till she choked – but his dick was inside her before she could finish. He was hot and hard, into her throat, she could not breath, she counted each thrust of his cock, one, two, three, four, five, six, breathe baby, again, one, two, three, deeper, four, five, six, deeper, breathe, the demon is fucking you, bitch, four, five, six. He felt her fight diminish, felt her finally weaken and satisfied he pulled from her. He went between her legs and sucked her bud, slipped his tongue and his fingers into her, waited for her hips to rise, sucked her harder till he felt her shudders begin and went back to her mouth. Fucking you, fucking you, fucking you he said with each thrust, look at me bitch, fucking you, fucking you and he came in her throat, gagging her, come falling from her lips, his cock still spurting as he pulled out and watched it pulse on her face.
All this mail has overwhelmed me. I give myself to you now, baby. I am lying in bed with the computer resting on my thighs which are raised, feet on the bed. I stop to rub my nipples. I close my eyes to see you above me. I type. I rub my pussy under the sheets, your lust, your intensity begins to flood me. I type. I pull my nipples thru my camisole, I move my hand to my cunt and read about what you will do to me over and over. I have two fingers inside me and we are both fucking me and I give myself to you, baby. My demon will set you on fire and put it out with her come. Fuck me.
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