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Click here"Look at me," he demanded in a strained voice when I closed my eyes. I fought to keep them open and I could see his release in his eyes before sensing it in my vagina.
"Aaaaarrrrgghhhh! Sara!" he bellowed as he fired his all into me. Finally, his eyes relaxed into a tired, but loving look. I felt us falling until I was slumped on the couch, Tim collapsed on his knees, head on my thighs, his body heaving for breath after his effort.
As I came back to a more normal state from the high of the incredible orgasm I stroked his hair tenderly and repeated, "I love you, Tim. I love you, I love you."
He responded with weak kisses to my thigh. "I love you, more," he murmured in a fatigued voice against my thigh.
I looked down at my lover, my partner, my soul mate and started run my hands over his sweaty back. What I saw made me stop in shock. There were bright red scrapes in random patterns all over his back. There were even a few points of blood where my nails had clawed into him in my throes of ecstasy. There were red welts on both his butt cheeks where my sharp heels had dug into his flesh.
"Tim, oh my god, I've hurt you. I mauled your back with my nails. I'm so sorry. I'll get something to put on on you." I felt like crying for having done this to him.
He pinned me to the couch with his arms around my waist. "No, don't move. I'm OK. You've marked me as yours and I love it. I'll take anything you dish out to make you happy. You can't hurt me, I'm yours and that's all that matters," his raspy voice said to me. His raised his face to look up at me and placed little kisses on my tummy.
I had tears spilling from my eyes as I tried to return his look of love and and adoration. I stroked his face. "You are the most astounding man. I will take care of you tonight and every night. I will ease your pain and care for you."
I started to stand and he leaned back on his heels to give me room. I held out my hand and he took it. "Come with me. I'm going to bathe you and soothe you."
My stud, my powerful man then scooped me up and carried me to the bathroom. I wept with happiness against his chest.
I could feel his chest shake with laughter,
"What's so funny?"
"I hope you wear the heels again. I like the way they make you look and, truthfully, I loved it when you dug them into my ass when you came," he chuckled.
"Didn't it hurt?" I asked.
"Yes, but it's a good hurt. Good because it's you doing it. Good because you're doing it because your cumming. Good because I'm the one making you cum. I told you, I'll take anything to please you," he answered.
"Oh, shit. Fuuuuuuck! I'm ..." I couldn't get out the rest as the exhilaration exploded through me. It felt as though every nerve in my body was lit up. My clit seemed to expand to incomprehensible size and take over my body with surge after surge emanating from within and traveling like lightening to all parts of my body.
"Look at me," he demanded in a strained voice when I closed my eyes. I fought to keep them open and I could see his release in his eyes before sensing it in my vagina.
"Aaaaarrrrgghhhh! Sara!" he bellowed as he fired his all into me. Finally, his eyes relaxed into a tired, but loving look. I felt us falling until I was slumped on the couch, Tim collapsed on his knees, head on my thighs, his body heaving for breath after his effort.
As I came back to a more normal state from the high of the incredible orgasm I stroked his hair tenderly and repeated, "I love you, Tim. I love you, I love you."
He responded with weak kisses to my thigh. "I love you, more," he murmured in a fatigued voice against my thigh.
I looked down at my lover, my partner, my soul mate and started run my hands over his sweaty back. What I saw made me stop in shock. There were bright red scrapes in random patterns all over his back. There were even a few points of blood where my nails had clawed into him in my throes of ecstasy. There were red welts on both his butt cheeks where my sharp heels had dug into his flesh.
"Tim, oh my god, I've hurt you. I mauled your back with my nails. I'm so sorry. I'll get something to put on on you." I felt like crying for having done this to him.
He pinned me to the couch with his arms around my waist. "No, don't move. I'm OK. You've marked me as yours and I love it. I'll take anything you dish out to make you happy. You can't hurt me, I'm yours and that's all that matters," his raspy voice said to me. His raised his face to look up at me and placed little kisses on my tummy.
I had tears spilling from my eyes as I tried to return his look of love and and adoration. I stroked his face. "You are the most astounding man. I will take care of you tonight and every night. I will ease your pain and care for you."
I started to stand and he leaned back on his heels to give me room. I held out my hand and he took it. "Come with me. I'm going to bathe you and soothe you."
My stud, my powerful man then scooped me up and carried me to the bathroom. I wept with happiness against his chest.
I could feel his chest shake with laughter,
"What's so funny?"
"I hope you wear the heels again. I like the way they make you look and, truthfully, I loved it when you dug them into my ass when you came," he chuckled.
"Didn't it hurt?" I asked.
"Yes, but it's a good hurt. Good because it's you doing it. Good because you're doing it because your cumming. Good because I'm the one making you cum. I told you, I'll take anything to please you," he answered.
I can scroll to the point where the story is back in context no biggie to me. Please keep going with this epic love story though. I am loving it.
Sorry about the double pages. Guess i need to retake the class on cut and paste.
I'll re-post an edited version ASAP,
GM01
You should read your stuff before you submit it. The story's in their twice. But what a great tale you tell.