The way he's yanking back and forth, trying to ride me, is yanking on my knot, tugging on the hard, swollen base of my cock with every motion. My balls, clenched tight, feel each aborted backward pull; my knot, the forward pushes. He's never been knotted before, it's so crystal clear to me, and the thought dizzies me. My grip on his dick squeezes down as I thrum inside him.
I'm too swollen even to jerk within his passage; the jolt of lust that runs through me, knowing I'm the first to ream him through this way, can only shiver its way through my skin, making me tremble inside him. There's no room for anything else. "Bitch," I hiss, finally hitting the last stages of mental fray as the rolling pulse of his muscles around my cock unglues the very last shreds of my coherency. I stroke his cock hard, faster than he showed me, palming it against the swollen curve of his belly.
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Date: 2012-06-23 06:57 am (UTC)I'm too swollen even to jerk within his passage; the jolt of lust that runs through me, knowing I'm the first to ream him through this way, can only shiver its way through my skin, making me tremble inside him. There's no room for anything else. "Bitch," I hiss, finally hitting the last stages of mental fray as the rolling pulse of his muscles around my cock unglues the very last shreds of my coherency. I stroke his cock hard, faster than he showed me, palming it against the swollen curve of his belly.