I need to get this out. My boyfriend [21M] and I just had the roughest, most primal and intense sex we've had in a long time, and I'm still getting butterflies thinking about it.

We're usually on opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to sex. He's got a lower drive, and I'm always craving more. But lately, he's been insatiable, and it's like he's unleashed a beast. He went from gentle to absolutely dominating. It was the hottest thing in the entire world.

We were watching a show, just chilling, when he started to tease me. Soft words, gentle touches, but they were like sparks to my dry grass. I could feel my panties getting wetter by the second, and he knew it. He had me squirming and begging for more before I even realized what was happening.

He laid me down and continued to tease me, running his fingertips all over my body, whispering dirty things in my ear. I was a mess of hormones and lust. And then, he let out this growl, this primal sound that sent shivers down my spine and made my pussy throb. I looked into his hazel eyes, and his pupils were dilated. Almost as if his prey drive kicked in. In that moment, I fully surrendered. I belonged to him. There was nowhere to run.

We began to kiss like we were drowning, like we needed each other to breathe. He bit and sucked at my neck, marking me, claiming me. I whimpered and moaned, my body aching for him.

We stripped, and he started at my ankle, kissing his way up, up, up, until he was finally nestled between my thighs. His fingers and tongue worked magic, gently sucking my clit as he pumped his fingers in and out of my slit. After a while, I came undone, my legs shaking and weak, wrapped around his head and shoulders. But he wasn't done. Not by a long shot. This was just the beginning.

I shyly and timidly asked him to be a bit rough with me this time.

He knew I liked it rough, and he was more than willing to oblige. We started with light choking, something we've done before, and when he used his hands, I gasped for air, I wanted more. I begged for more. So he grabbed some cloth and made a makeshift leash. He bent me over, my ass arched in the air, and he pulled tight.

After a while of pulling, and whispering filth into my ears, I could feel my head growing light, my vision fading, and it was intoxicating. He stopped immediately when he heard me gasp, but I was already craving more the second he helped me regain my breath.

We fucked like rabbits. My ass in the air, his hips slamming into mine, his cock driving deep inside me. He spanked my ass, the sound echoing through the room, and I moaned and screamed into the pillows, my noises high pitched and desperate. My pussy felt like it was spasming and tightening with every thrust, and every few thrusts felt a little painful. But it felt so good. It was primal, raw, and utterly satisfying.

Afterward, we had the sweetest, most loving cuddles and aftercare. He kissed me tenderly, and we just held each other for a while under the covers. But then we discovered the hickies and the marks of strangulation he'd left on me. He loved it too. It was primal, it was dirty, and it was perfect.

I'm still riding the high, still feeling the ache. I needed to share this, to get it out. In fact, he plans on finally collaring me soon. So I can forever be his prey.

Ugh, I feel so fucking dirty. But it feels so good, and I can't wait to explore this side of me much more~