Pounding my Fiancé’s Tight Ass and Fucking Him With my Cum

Title: “Pounding My Fiancé’s Tight Ass and Fucking Him With My Cum”

As I sit on the edge of the bed, my fiancé’s naked body lies sprawled out before me, his tight round ass cheeks glistening in the moonlight that casts a warm glow through the bedroom window. I’ve been faithful to him since the day we met, and our bond has only grown stronger over time. Tonight, however, I plan to make a special exception – one that I know he’s been secretly craving as much as I have.

Reaching out, I run my fingertips along the smooth skin of his back, tracing the contours of his spine until they reach the firm muscles of his lower back. He stirs ever so slightly at my touch, shifting his hips ever so slightly in anticipation. I smile to myself, knowing that he’s not quite awake yet, but already responding to my caress.

Leaning in, I press my lips to his shoulder, my tongue darting out to taste the salt on his skin. He tastes sweeter than I remember, like a ripe fruit plucked from the vine. I trail my kisses lower, nipping at the nape of his neck before dragging my tongue down the length of his spine. He arches his back slightly, his hips lifting off the mattress as I make my way down to the small of his back.

My hands reach around to cup his ass cheeks, kneading the firm flesh as I spread them apart. I can’t help but moan at the sight before me – his tight pink hole winking at me from between his cheeks, begging to be filled. I run my tongue over it, swirling around the puckered muscle before thrusting inside. He gasps, his body tensing for just a moment before relaxing into the foreign sensation.

I don’t stop, instead doubling my efforts to rim him, my tongue delving deep inside his tight hole. His moans grow louder, more urgent, and I can feel my own arousal growing as a result. My cock strains against the fabric of my boxers, the thick shaft twitching with each whimper that falls from his lips.

Pulling away, I hook my fingers into the waistband of my boxers and tug them down, freeing my massive cock. It springs up, slapping against my abdomen as it stands at attention, the thick head already dripping with pre-cum. I grip it in my hand, stroking it a few times before pressing the slick tip against his entrance.

“Go slow,” he whispers, his voice thin with need.

I nod, even though he can’t see me, and begin to push forward. The tip of my cock breaches his tight ring of muscle, forcing its way inside. He gasps, his back arching once more as he pushes back against me, eager for more.

I give it to him, inching inside his hot, tight hole with each gentle thrust of my hips. It’s like being enveloped in a tight, silky vice, and I have to bite my lip to keep from cumming right then and there. It’s only when I’m fully seated inside him that I allow myself a moment to catch my breath.

Glancing down, I watch as his tight hole spasms around my thick shaft, milking me even as I remain still. Fuck, he looks amazing like this – stretched out and filled with my cock, his skin slick with a fine sheen of sweat. I can’t wait any longer.

Grabbing his hips, I start to move, pulling out until just the tip remains before slamming back inside. He cries out, his fingers gripping the sheets beneath him as he tries to brace himself against my powerful thrusts. I set a punishing pace, each snap of my hips driving me deeper into his tight heat.

The room fills with the sound of skin slapping against skin, of our mingled moans and grunts of pleasure. I lean over him, crashing my mouth against his in a bruising kiss. He returns it eagerly, our tongues battling for dominance as I continue to pound into him.

I can feel my release building, my balls tightening as I near my peak. I reach around, my hand wrapping around his neglected shaft, stroking it in time with my thrusts. Within moments, he’s coming, his hot seed spilling out over my fingers as his hole clenches around me like a vice.

It’s too much, and I’m coming too, my cock pulsing as I empty myself inside him. I grind against his ass, ensuring that every last drop of my cum is deep inside him where it belongs. We collapse together onto the bed, a tangle of sweaty limbs and racing hearts.

As the last waves of pleasure fade away, I press a gentle kiss to his shoulder, my arms wrapping around him in a possessive hold. He smiles, turning his head to capture my lips in a soft, sweet kiss.

“That was amazing,” he murmurs, his voice still thick with sleep.

“It was,” I agree, nuzzling into his neck. “And you’re all mine.”

“Forever and always,” he promises, tangling his fingers with mine.

And as I drift off to sleep, surrounded by the warmth and love of my future husband, I know that this is just the beginning of a lifetime of passion and pleasure together.