I’m drawn to a man who assumes command, who fucks with intensity. I crave the primal: pounding rhythms, the sting of hair being pulled, the heat of a spank. I want to be his plaything, his to possess. While some women prefer to lead, I find my pleasure in surrender. When a man takes the reins, it feels like he truly desires me. His passion is tangible, his hunger for me undeniable. And when he marks my face with his release, it’s a primal claim, a declaration that I am his.
Natalie’s boyfriend takes a moment to study her, noticing a subtle change. “Did you get a new hairstyle?” he asks, tilting his head. No, that’s not it. “Maybe a new outfit?” he muses, but that’s not it either. Suddenly, it clicks. “Natalie, did you… stuff your bra?” he asks, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Natalie blushes, looking down at her chest. “I just wanted to try it out,” she admits softly.
Her boyfriend smiles warmly at her, pulling her into a hug. “Baby, I love your body just the way it is. You don’t need to change a thing,” he reassures her.
To prove his point, he guides her to the bed and helps her out of her bra. He takes one of her small, pink nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. Natalie sighs, her body relaxing. He moves down, spreading her thighs and rubbing her clit with his fingers.
Natalie wants to reciprocate the pleasure he’s giving her. She pushes him back onto the bed and takes his cock into her mouth. She’s not experienced, but she’s eager to learn. She takes him deep, her lips stretching around his girth. She uses her tongue, her spit, to slick him up. She looks up at him, her eyes watering slightly, but she’s determined.
Her boyfriend groans, threading his fingers through her hair. He guides her head, fucking her mouth gently. Natalie can feel his cock pulsing, and she knows he’s close. She pulls back, wiping her mouth. “I want you inside me,” she says, her voice husky.
She straddles him, guiding his cock into her pussy. She’s tight, but she’s soaking wet, and she slides down onto him easily. She rides him, her small tits bouncing slightly. Her boyfriend reaches up, cupping them, his thumbs rubbing her nipples.
Natalie’s eyes flutter closed as pleasure washes over her. She can feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his cock. She comes with a cry, her body convulsing. Her boyfriend follows soon after, pulling out and coming on her stomach.
Natalie looks down at the mess on her stomach, then up at her boyfriend. She smiles. “I guess I should’ve used those tissues before,” she jokes.
Her boyfriend laughs, pulling her into a kiss. “I love you, Natalie. Just as you are,” he says.
