by Kilted Wookie
Her cunt is wet. The anticipation builds her arousal.
My finger trails over her arse. A shiver runs up her spine. My hand slaps down. Jane's skin smarts at my touch.
Again and again; my hand rains down on Jane's upturned arse. Her cunt grows wetter with every slap.
I can almost feel the heat spread across Jane's soft cheeks. It stings; a delicious tingling of pain that makes her catch her breath.
Her face reddens, tears rise in Jane's eyes. Each strike of my hand creates a wonderful juxtaposition of pain and pleasure.
I slide a finger between the lips of Jane's cunt; feeling her warmth, testing her wetness.
My hands grip her hips. A soft moan escapes from between Jane's lips.
Moments pass; an eternity of anticipation.
I feel her brace herself as my fingers tighten their grip, digging deeper into her flesh.
With a single, deep, forceful thrust, I enter her, claiming her, making Jane mine.
©Kilted Wookie December 2018