Chelle Bliss - Untangle Me

“Please, Kayden.”

I climbed up her body and stared into her eyes. I rubbed my cock up and down through her stickiness as her eyes rolled back. I slowly glided the tip inside and could feel her pussy sucking and squeezing my cock greedily. My mouth closed over hers, and my tongue nudged her lips to open to me. As her body stopped demanding to be filled, I jammed my cock inside of her. She moaned in my mouth and I withdrew fully from her core. Her hips arched from the loss of fullness and a moment later I thrust my cock to the hilt.

I lifted my upper body off and moved her hips so I could sit back on my legs. I wanted to see myself buried inside of her. The candle light twinkled off her skin and illuminated the fullness in her breasts. She was a vision, naked before me… mine.

“What are you looking at?” she asked.

“I’m enjoying looking at your body. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Stop looking at me, and fuck me, Kayden. You’re making me nervous.”

“Nervous? I wish you could see my cock buried inside you. It’s amazing… I want to enjoy you with my eyes before I feast with my body,” I said.

She raised her arms and tried to cover her eyes with her arms. I slowly peeled them from her face, holding them by the wrist. I placed them above her head, gripped them in one hand, and pinned her to the bed.

“I will make you see yourself as I do, Sophia, if it’s the last thing I do,” I said. “I could never get enough of you.”

She was at my mercy, restrained, and impaled by my cock. I began to move in a slow rhythm, in and out, wanting her to feel every ridge on my shaft. Her hips bucked as I increased the speed, I felt her contract around me like a vice. I reared up slightly and slid my hand around her throat. We’d spoken about sensual choking and she was intrigued with the prospect, but had never experienced it before now. Her eyes grew wide, but she didn’t protest. I applied slight pressure on each side of her airway. Her face became flush and her eyes closed slowly.

“Whose pussy is this?” I asked, moving close to her ear.

She didn’t respond right away, I stopped all movement.

“It’s yours,” she said.

“Whose is it? I can’t hear you, Sophia,” I whispered in her ear once more waiting for her response before giving her the release she craved.

“Yours, Kayden, it’s your pussy!”

“It is, and don’t forget it either. It’s mine and only mine.” I removed my cock and quickly slammed it back into her quivering core.

My movement became unrelenting and punishing, and I pressed a little harder on the veins in her neck. Her mouth opened in ecstasy as her hips moved off the bed, her pussy began to milk my cock violently. Her body shuddered, moisture glistening across her skin. The contractions began to slow and I released the pressure around her throat.

I chased my release moving deeper and faster than I had before. Her body was limp and pliable under my grip. I gripped her ass, tipped her hips upwards, and pounded her without guilt.

My cock grew harder and my balls tightened. My body began to shake from the earthquake that was about to erupt from within. My world exploded as my vision blurred. The air in my lungs became trapped, unable to breathe as my mind only had one task… release.

I collapsed on top of her, unable to hold my body weight as my muscles became weak. I rested my forehead against her and tried to steady my breathing. Rolling on to the mattress, careful not to crush her, I gathered her into my arms. Her legs entwined with mine, a sexy tangled mess of limbs and hair.

“I loved being here with you,” she said against my shoulder in a sleepy voice.

Her body became still as I stroked her skin and played with her hair… she was asleep. Warmth overcame my body, mind and soul. she was mine.

The clock read four a.m., but I couldn’t sleep... I didn’t want to sleep; she would be gone in a couple of hours. I’ve tried so fucking hard to close my heart off to the possibility of heartbreak, but Sophia made it impossible to keep on course. Before she arrived I knew I only wanted her in my life, but I never thought I’d ask her to be mine. I wanted her to be only mine, and know that I was committed to her.

She slept so peacefully… I could watch her sleep for an eternity. My soul purpose for survival consisted of work and meaningless sex, but Sophia turned my world on its head. She was a bit shy compared to her online personality, but there was a sexuality that oozed from her timid demeanor. She’d always been a self-described bookworm, but I knew she had a wildness she had always suppressed, until me.

Fuck, she could ruin me.

I watched the minutes tick by, dreading the moment my alarm signaled the end. Her eyes flew open as the alarm began to screech.

“Good morning, handsome.”

“Morning, Sophia.” I said.

“Have you been up long?”

“Nah, just woke up a few minutes ago.” I lied.

“I’m sad the weekend is over, I didn’t want to sleep last night.” she said.

“Me too, Sophia. Fuck, I’ll come see you as soon as I can.”

“I know you will. Maybe we can Skype, so I can at least see your face each day.”

“Hell yes. Maybe you’ll see more than my face, remind you of what you’re missing.” I moved my eyebrows up and down for effect.

I couldn’t take the sadness; I needed my lips to be entangled with hers during our last moments in bed together. I conveyed all the passion and longing I felt towards her in that kiss. My cock grew hard and ached to be inside her again, but I knew she sore. She would feel me for days as it is. I ended the kiss slowly with a bite of her lip.

“I have to jump in the shower, baby doll.”

“Okay, I’ll pack my bags,” she said while stretching, giving me a full view of her naked body. Did she know what she was doing to me?

I showered quickly, not wanting to miss a moment. My balls were aching to be inside her again… this distance bullshit was going to be torture. By the time I finished getting dressed, she was packed and ready. I helped her carry out her bags with a heavy heart.

I grabbed and kissed her, cradling her face in my hands. I could feel wetness touching my fingers as she wrapped her arms around my body. Neither of us wanted the weekend to end, but the real world awaited our return.

Sophia drove away. Mother fucker. I never thought it would be so hard to say goodbye to anyone ever again; I had made sure of that until she came into my life. I had so many regrets in my life. How would my life have been different if I would have met her years ago?

The chirping of my phone woke me from a dream.

Kayden: I dreamt of you last night… Shit, did I wake you?

Me: Yeah, but I don’t mind, you’re worth the lack of sleep. Tell me about your dream.

I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on the screen. My eyes were so blurry without my contacts and the screen was blinding.

Kayden: It was fucking fantastic. It was such a tease though; I wish I didn’t wake up.

You were face down ass up and I was pounding you, balls deep.

My mouth suddenly went dry. His words elicited visuals that caused all moisture in my body to pool elsewhere.

Me: Like doggie style?

Kayden: Not really. Your face and chest are on the bed with your ass sticking up in the air, back bent. I would be standing, holding your waist, with my knees bent. It’s an entirely different angle compared to doggie style.