Timeline 26:

The bathroom door was open and I stood there at the kitchen sink in my tiny two up-two down gazing at him. I could not take my eyes off him for a fucking second. He looked like Jesus, all wet with his long hair and beard. He was honestly the most beautiful thing I had seen in my motherfucking life, full fucking stop.

His head tilted to the side as he rubbed his curly locks. Sheer, wet perfection; my heart just stood still for an eternity. That tight feeling in my chest gripped me fiercely. God, I wanted him instantly, I wanted him to completely devour me.

I just love it when shy men feel comfortable enough to go for it, so when his piercing blue eyes flashed me a look that told me he was coming for me I almost fell to my knees right there and then.

I didnt know what he was going to do, and the element of utter surprise shot a blot of excitement right through me. He walked over to me without taking his eyes off me for a second and wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me sharply to his mouth. No tenderness, no gentility, he forced his tongue right into the back of my mouth and kept it deep inside and he forced my head to an angle and his in the other direction. His mouth gaping wide, my lips stretched to the maximum while he stabbed his tongue further and further down my mouth.

His hand smacked against me and cupped my vulva firmly. My knees shook as he ripped my jeans down in urgent, needing tugs. His foot kicked my leg to the side and opened me up, in one powerful move he stuffed his index and middle finger inside my cunt and yanked me towards him with them and then pushed me away. With as much strength as one would use to push a person away from you or pull them close he pressed against the front wall of my extremely swollen vagina. Well, to say I howled would be the understatement of the fucking century. Birds rose in flocks from the trees outside, I'm sure the earth quaked and the sound muffled, still smothered by his tongue penetrating my mouth, screamed in shocked bliss down his throat and through my nose. Thunderbolts slammed through me, shooting waves after wave of furious desire throughout me, epicentering in the pit of my stomach. Weep by Skunk Anansie played in musical accompaniment, her raspy voice screaming the feelings tearing through my body at that very moment.

Blow after stunning fucking blow he pounded his fingers back and forth, my cunt just oozing sweet juices all over his hand. I was willing my body to orgasm, I had never felt the need for release so strongly. Continually roaring into his throat in almost unbearable ecstasy. Thumping against my engorged G-spot, my body trembling and that's when my knees gave way. I slowly slid down to the floor and he just kept pounding, pulling my hips clean off the floor, he ordered me, "come for me now Emma, now!"

And that was it, his command dragged that galvanic orgasm out of me like a dynamite blast. One hand gripped down onto the hard, cold floor under me and the other one gripped a huge handful of hair and tore his head away as a deep, resonant earsplitting roar broke into the air. It lasted fucking ages, one incredible, long excruciatingly heavy, body wrenching climax shattered through every single fucking atom of me and plateaued as I peaked and I floated in formless, perfect acquisition of a fierce aftershock that held me there for what seemed like forever.

Completely spent I collapsed every muscle and fibre of my being and lay there quivering. He kissed me incredibly delicately and whispered, "good girl", and one final jolt of electric pleasure discharged from my stomach into my chest. I felt wholly his.