Free She flies with her own wings by Annie Stone Page A

thought it possible and I focus on my breathing and enjoy the moment, the moment of being completely at his mercy. Up until now, I’ve had the control, but now he takes it back. He thrusts in me again and again and I can’t wait to have his cum in my mouth.
    I sense his frantic race towards his orgasm. I can already taste the first drop. I love the taste and then with one hard thrust deep in my mouth, he comes and I swallow. I can make out his wolfish grin as I drink his cum and I can see how much it turns him on.
    He pulls me up and close to him. He kisses my neck and earlobe, turns my back to him, and begins to fondle my breasts. He rolls my nipples between his fingers and slowly moves me towards the bed, but instead of pushing me onto the bed, he lowers me onto the floor with my upper body onto the pillows. He undoes my pants and pulls them down together with my panties and drops them onto the floor while he takes off his shirt.
    “Spread your legs wide, babe,” and I follow his instruction. One hand grips my wrists and pins them above my head.
    “I suspect you’ve already had a finger in your ass.” I shudder. Did he notice something earlier? With Will? Where did that comment come from?
    “I’m going to stick two fingers in your ass and fuck you with my fingers, and after that, I will use my cock.” I recoil.
    “Not there, babe. I’m saving that pleasure for later. I want you to scream my name when I fuck you. Clear?” I nod and quiver with anticipation.
    He pushes two fingers into my wet pussy and runs them up to my pucker and presses gently.
    “Relax, babe, don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you. I’d never do anything that’d hurt you,” he murmurs.
    In the last few days, my body has learned to listen to his, and I visibly relax as he speaks to me. Slowly, his fingers sink into me, and the feeling is exquisite. I feel beautifully filled and moan lightly.
    “I knew you’d like being fucked in the ass.” He kisses my shoulder and then down my spine.  “I’m really glad.”
    His fingers go slowly deeper, and it’s unbelievable. I never thought it’d feel like this. I thought it’d feel wrong and uncomfortable, but it’s just amazing.
    His fingers are now in me up to the knuckle, and he begins to pull them out but pushes them slowly back in. Oh God, this is so hot. He speeds up and begins to fuck my ass with his fingers.
    “Matt! Matt!” I scream out.
    “Yeah, babe. I know, it’s so hot. You can barely hold it in. Imagine that’s my cock fucking your ass.”
    Every time his fingers go in, I moan loudly. Before I can come, he pulls them out, pulls on a condom, and buries his cock in my pussy. I cry out as he stretches me so deliciously. While he thrusts slowly in and out of me, he slaps my bottom in quick succession. It doesn’t take long for me to come. I thought he would speed up, but he just tries to bury himself deeper in me.
    “Oh God, Matt, I can’t!” I whimper.
    “Yeah, you can. You’ll take what I give you.”
    I scream out as he reaches hidden depths. It should hurt, but I’m so hot and horny, that all I feel is pleasure.
    “I can’t anymore, let me come, Matt, please,” I beg.
    Deeper and deeper.
    “Hold on. For me. Hold on for me. Turn your head to me. Let me see your eyes.”
    I turn to look over my shoulder.
    “See what you do to me? See how hot you make me?” I nod and his eyes are intense, lustful, his pupils enlarged.
    “Will you hold on for me?” and I nod again. I’d do anything for him. Anything.
    I bite down on my lip and clamp my fists in the sheets. It’s no longer just the intensity of his thrusts but also the intimacy. I feel like I’m wide open for him, not my body, my soul. I feel vulnerable and sensitive, but at the same time…invincible. With every stroke, we become closer, and our souls bond.
    I feel the change surge through him. That moment changes it from fucking to bonding. His breathing deepens, and he bends to kiss my back and runs