I smiled and quickly moved to my hands and knees in front of him, then lowered down onto my forearms, lifting my rear up for him as he firmly grasped my hip with one hand. He positioned the head of his cock right at the opening of my ass with his other hand and held it there while I slowly pressed back, taking him inside me. I was grateful that he was still well-lubed, but that first stroke still had that delicious, tight, and slightly painful feeling of being violated that I craved.
JJ’s cock was a thing of beauty (and, no, I don’t say that to all the guys). It was of average length, but definitely above average girth, which made penetration much more satisfying. Every time he entered me, I was reminded of his dominance, and that just made me want him more.
Once he was in me he grabbed my other hip and started thrusting slowly, then faster. He moaned and grunted a little on every stroke, his fingers tightening on my hips.
“You’re so tight,” he moaned almost absentmindedly, as if he weren’t necessarily saying it to me, but thinking it, and he accidentally said it out loud.
“You like my ass, Baby?” I purred breathlessly, pushing back against him as he pumped faster.
“Oh god yes, I love your ass!” he exclaimed.
“Then fuck me harder,” I begged. “Please...harder.”
The sound that escaped his lips then wasn’t a word, but more of a guttural, uncontrolled groan of assent. He dug his fingers into my hips and roughly pulled me back onto him as he fucked me hard and forcefully. I screamed at the sheer force and power of that first hard thrust, and held onto the edge of the bed to keep him from pushing me into the wall. I was completely under his control now. There was no moving with him because he was pounding me violently; it was all I could do to hold on, breathe, and focus on the amazing sensation of his control over me as my pleasure started flowing again in waves.
He groaned loudly as he came in my ass, holding me tightly on his cock, not letting me move. I felt the delightful pulsing of his cock as he released into me, and I took a breath, relaxing and tightening. One more moan and small thrust, and he fell forward onto my back, wrapping his arms around me and kissing the back of my neck.
A few moments later, he pulled out and rolled next to me. I laid next to him on my stomach, our faces turned toward each other. Breathless, sweaty, satisfied - he leaned over a bit and kissed me. I remember thinking, this is what sex is supposed to be like - passionate, uncontrolled, uninhibited. This is what I went online looking for.
If you missed the first two parts of this story, you can catch up here:
Whatever He Wants (Part 1)
Whatever He Wants (Part 2)