The Battle Of Wills

The game I love to lose at over and over again.

“I’m going to kiss your neck.”

The Unicorn announces in his extremely calm, and controlled voice. I feel his lips claim the nape of my neck. His fingers entwine with my hair and he gives it a little yank. I moan softly and his brown eyes catch mine with a speculative smirk.

“Hmmm, I accessed you might enjoy that and it turns out I was right.”

“How did you guess it?”

“You play with your hair a lot, and put it behind your ear, which means it’s sensitive.”

I grunt in annoyance at being figured out. He continues his pursuit of my body. His face slides down and he looks up at me as he pulls my tight, cheekie underwear to the side. His tongue dips into my clit and flicks the area. My head rolls back to be supported by the arm rest of the couch.

I dare to look down as he licks and fucks me with his tongue. It feels warm, delightful as it flicks rhythmically against my most sensitive area.

There’s an inexplicable desire he has for giving me pleasure and I can tell he loves this. He pulls at my panties and my hips raise, then fall back down as if I have a second thought about helping him.

“I’m removing these.”

“Nuh uh, no you don’t.”

My legs twist and cross. He laughs and forces them open as I groan. I finally concede and I’m grateful for shaving that area as his face dives back in between my thighs. He tasted me as if he hasn’t eaten for days and I’m his only nourishment.

His head peeks up from in between my thighs. I swear it’s one of the sexiest visions to see this gorgeous man eat me out. I’ve been imagining this since he first told me over the phone he’d love to do this to me.

“I love your taste. I could do this for days. And your clit gets bigger as your turned on, that just is even better.”

I’m sure there is no debate that my face is flushed. I blush and my cheeks heat up to unbearably hot right now. My clit is larger than most women and it’s always made me slightly self conscious for a man to see and play with it. I also never submit to a man giving me pleasure in this way. It’s so intimate, so raw and such a vulnerable state that I’m in.

I’d rather give them blow jobs repeatedly than open my legs for them to explore me. His tongue pushes inside of my pussy and up into my enlarged clit. My hips thrust into his face and he brings out his index finger.

The Unicorn places a hand on my stomach with a thoughtful expression. His index finger presses inside me and then tilts ever so slightly. I gasp and let out a short lived scream. I’m surprised and rendered speechless at this incredible, new sensation pulsing within me.

It’s like he literally pushes an invisible button inside my pussy to make my mind malfunction. My mouth parts open in a silent exclamation, yet I can’t find the words to talk right now.

“What the fuck is that?”

I finally find my voice to croak out this question. He pumps into my pussy furiously and I shudder beneath him. This is the most amazing sensation I’ve ever felt. I’m a clittoral orgasm type and never knew that being fucked like this was… possible.

It’s as if I’m having an out of body experience as I watch my body convulse and submit to his penetrating me repeatedly.

“It’s your G-spot, also you are like ridiculously tight you weren’t kidding.”

He replies a matter of factly. I try to buck away from his fingers pushing into this electrical box within me. He pushes deeper in and I writhe against him.

“I thought I didn’t have one. I’ve never experienced this…” my voice trails off.

My body jolts up and I try to leap off the couch we’re on. I successfully disengage from us but my legs are wobbly. His fingernails drag against my skin. He scratches the soft, silky skin lightly. We push against each other as I try to get the upper hand in this.

I try desperately to fight him off and to get him into a defensive position. I don’t know how or why he’s enjoying making me a wet, orgasm induced mess. We shove against each other and he easily takes my momentum to use against me. I slide onto my stomach and try to turn around. His hard, immovable body holds me tight against the worn upholstery.

His lips kiss my ears and I moan. His finger pushes back to fuck inside me. He moves at a jack hammer pace that causes me to not see the room clearly. My body fills up like a waterfall and spills out over the edges in succession.

“You like this position, don’t you? You like being submissive? You literally got so wet.”

His index and middle finger slide into me repeatedly. I’m not sure if I’m having orgasms left and right as my body cycles in and out of shuttering crescendos. I’m so slick and wet I’m sure his couch will be soaked by the end of this.

“Yes and no, I’m a switch, if you’ve heard of that. I can be dominant and submissive, it depends.”

He says that makes sense and he could guess I was this. I’m not sure how, or why, only his intuition has been right every time with me and my strange kinks. My body pulses beneath his body weight. It lifts up and I feel him grabbing me by my stomach. I’m forced up and I find myself with my ass in the air while on all fours. My knees press into the material of the couch.

“Get on your knees like that, and back up into me. There, that’s perfect, hold that.”

I see his dick being removed from his boxers. It’s gloriously long, a good thickness, and just overall stunning. I’d love to devour it and he positions himself like he’s going to fuck me.

“No, that’s past teasing.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep from sliding inside with my hand. But I can’t not do this. Look at you, I knew you’d be fun.”

He pummels my wet inside with his finger at an alarmingly fast rate. I gasp and press my face into the arm of the couch. My eyes roll into my head as he fucks me deliciously hard with his fingers. I imagine his dick inside me and I bite my lip.

He forces my ass toward him. I keep looking back at him and he has the most excited, enthralled expression on his handsome face. He thrusts with his hips as his fingers delve deeper within me. My body hums with a never ending pleasure.

“I can’t hold on much longer not fucking you with you looking like that.”

“Like what?”

I gasp out the words.

This gorgeous man takes my body and flips me over so that I’m on my back. He takes my legs and they are pushed over my head. It’s a strange, highly twisted position where everything is felt even more intensely than before. I remember teasing him I was highly flexible and he uses this information against me.

He leans in close to me and shoves the deepest within me yet. His hands push my legs further over my head to plunge into me fully. My toes curl in ecstasy and I moan loudly, pulsing my hips under him.

“You can’t see how fucking sexy you are? The noises you make, how you look right now?”

I try to form the words ‘no’ but they stay trapped on my lips. I feel something slip inside of me that isn’t his fingers. His dick fills me to a capacity I’ve never felt before in my life.

“How about a few thrusts? Your body wants me inside so badly.”

He says and I know he’s right. I’ve just never been fucked like this in my life. More has thrust inside me once and I swear I felt like an egg being split open by his substantial dick.

This man is no different and his length is incredible. He keeps himself pressed inside holding it as if I’d change my mind. It’s the best feeling and I can’t keep my face from reacting with a blissful expression. I want him in me, fucking me for hours upon hours. I want us to be our only delicious option to partake in for subsistence.

“Don’t listen to my body, she’s such a pleasure whore,” I kid but it’s slightly the truth as well.

He pulls out and I shudder underneath him. He goes back to finger fucking me and I swear there must be a breaking point where my body says no more. Yet, it takes every thrust he makes and begs for more.