The evening before last Yin and I were together after an involuntary period of abstinence between us.
During this drought of each other’s physical company, Yin and I discovered that we each got greatly turned on by seeing the other angry in various situations we each had foisted upon us in our careers. This, I think, was a discovery that neither of us had made before.
So when we were together this week all I had on my mind was the sight of Yin’s temper. She’s so fucking hot when she’s mad. Her eyes blaze, her facial expression takes on a different appearance, her walk and demeanor are very focused. I want to take her. I want to insert myself right in the middle of what she’s feeling. Fuck, I’m a guy, I want to use her right then and there…see her sex, watch her struggle, feel her passion up close and personal. Does her pussy feel different when she’s pissed? Does she taste different? How does she fuck?
To add to what I was already feeling, I also noticed a different scent when Yin first arrived. She said, innocently enough, that it was something she’s worn before called Happy. I don’t recall it. I also don’t think it’s called Happy. I think it’s called Do Me Now. Yin was definitely working me. Growl.
After a short amount of conversation I wanted to feel Yin…a little…because I had plans for a long evening with her. I handed Yin a chrome ring to put on my cock and balls. I love watching her work with my package. She’s an expert. After a little handling, a little licking, a little sucking…to lubricate everything (she had to take a break after she got the ring around my balls, because my cock got too fond of her attention) she got the ring on. Perfect.
We spent the evening alternating between cooking, talking, and having Yin work my cock. It was bulging and veiny…it felt and looked so hot as she licked it and sucked it. I tied her arms behind her back and held her hair in my hands as I slid her head up and down it’s length. I rubbed it around her face, mouth and tongue. I put her mouth on my balls and she licked and kissed them.
Yin gives blowjobs like no other. I didn’t let her have my cum though. I had plans, actually, to save it for this weekend. Those plans fell through when we went to bed.
This time sex between us was different. A little more forceful. A little less gentle. It was actually so good that I’m not sure I can recount it here in great detail. In fact, I know I can’t. I’ve not had sex like that before. I started out with no intention of cumming. In fact, I started out with no intention of even fucking Yin. I was just going to tease her, taunt her with my cock, maybe even take her to the point of begging to have it….and then saying no…not until this weekend. The idea of getting her to the point where she needs my cock so bad she’d beg for it…mmmmmmmmmmmmmm…erotic. But, like I said, those plans all fell through. I’m not sure at what point it happened, but there came a moment when I simply had to be inside Yin. Right then. No waiting. I wanted her so bad. Despite all my intentions to the contrary, I took her. I fucked her. Hard. Fast. Furiously. I came so hard I thought I was going to literally explode.
I love Yin. I love us. I can’t wait for this weekend. My mind is racing.
