Skin on Skin

His muscled buttocks flexed as he probed deep beneath my stomach. Making me shout around the ribbon in my mouth at the unfamiliar stretching and the feeling of being so filled. Wondering how much more I could take.

Feeling almost as though he might tear through me.

He tipped his head, staring at me as though he yearned to see into me. To know my thoughts and feel what I was feeling. Suddenly he was still, his body tightening and craning back as he seemed to swell even fuller inside me.

There was hot moistness deep in me and I suddenly knew this was what he meant by 'seeding.'

He'd filled my body with the evidence of his pleasure.

Grunting he collapsed over me. His knees drawing up on each side of my hips. Making my legs drape his sinewed thighs. He summoned enough strength to pull his tunic over his head. Yanking his pants further down his thighs before he dropped all that bared skin atop me.