My Neck

That look on your face. I'll never forget how you looked at me as you moved closer to me. Your eyes full of intensity combined with laughter. You know what I will experience and I do not. I begin to get nervous, my hands twitch a little as my knees dip. "Oh, honey, you should worry," you tell me as your approach and begin to run your fingers through my long dark hair. With a smile and a light kiss, you push me back. I try to stay still. I try not to fall back. I want to distract you from your plan because your eyes have scared me.

With one slap to the chest, I fall back. "It'll never work; why don't you just let me have you as I will? DO NOT ANSWER ME."

No foreplay, nothing to prepare me for the sudden feeling of fullness in my cunt. You're already in me, and it hurts, but my body begins to obey as it must. Harder you hit me, trying again to get past my cervix and full me entirely with you. I push back, meeting your rhythm so you can get the full feeling of me wrapped around your cock. I lift my chest to meet yours, rising from under you.

"Close your eyes," you command, and I lie back down and obey. I feel your hands on my neck, rubbing at first, feeling for the pressure points. My heart races as your fingers get near my jugular, but you then move away and massage the back of my neck, all while thrusting into me so deeply that I reach down to pull my legs even further apart. I'm lost in the sensation of your cock in me, your hands on my neck, your smell.

I feel your hands tighten around my neck and I twist, trying to get away from the pressure. I hear you chuckle as your fingers tighten. I can still breathe but I am now absolutely afraid. "Please," I whisper to you, "Please, don't". One hand is taken away, but before I can register it, you slap my face. Just as quickly, the hand goes back to my throat and tightens, just on that side, to remind me to behave.

Your thrusts get faster and I can feel my cunt get even wetter as my orgasm approaches. My neck, still trying to move away from your fingers, raises and lowers. But your cock in me, your body over me moving against my clit, oh, I don't think I can stop. The pleasure begins to outweigh the fear, and I have to come, come, oome so hard. The last thing I feel is your hands finally pushing against my neck as I whimper out my appreciation.