He removed her underwear and couldn’t help but slide a finger only just between her lips. “For me, Ace? You’re so fucking wet.” He grined and she blushed. She was always embarrassed by how wet he made her, even without laying a finger on her skin. Most of the time, the anticipation of seeing him was enough to produce a dripping wetness. He caressed her shoulders with his fingertips while nuzzling into her neck. Her hair was wild and still damp from the falling snow. He didn’t mind. Her shampoo was more of her scent to assimilate. She arched her back and protruded her butt, hoping to feel his erection. He was in fact erect, very erect. The feeling of his hard cock through his jeans was exhilarating. “Fuck me. Please.” She begged. The urgency in her plea was dangerously close to galvanizing him to do just that. Somehow, he managed to resist the urge. He responded as he pushed her away while motioning for her to take a seat. “First, I have to taste you.” She was noticeably disappointed with having to delay the sensation of his cock inside her. She knew he was an altruistic being, at least towards her. She trusted him and his guidance.
She was seated on the couch, her butt barely rested on the edge. He positioned himself between her legs. Her breathing became heavy and sporadic. He instructed her. “Now, whatever you do, please don’t close those legs. While I lick your pussy, you keep them open for me. Understand?” She nodded with affirmation. “Just relax, babygirl.” Then he buried his face deep inside her pussy. She had a brief scuffle with his couch until she found something to grip. Her moans were becoming uncontrollable and her clit increasingly sensitive, but she kept her legs wide open per his request. Her measured movements against his face were pure seduction. She couldn’t help but thrust into him. The pressure inside her was building. It wouldn’t be long until she covered his face with her sweet delicious cum. He licked her pussy into oblivion. Their rhythm became a private and sensual dance of ecstasy until she could no longer control herself. A scream accompanied her release. “Holy fuck.”
Immediately after her orgasm, he took her in his arms. There was an unexplainable connection between them. For a few brief moments while they embraced, her mind was blank. This was one of the things she enjoyed most about him. Surrendering to his will allowed the voices in her mind to fall silent. None of the decisions were hers to make. When she can’t refuse anything or move, she is only permitted to feel.
He leaned back to see her face. She looked perplexed. “Ace, are you okay?” She nodded. Her breathing had just started to become regular again. She scooted over and patted the cushion beside her. As he sat beside her, she moved closer. He was warm. While her head rested on his shoulder, she could still see the outline of his cock through his jeans. He brought out a confidence in her she wasn’t aware she had. She put her hand on him and began to stroke. His interests were piqued. “Babe, there’s no way you’re ready for round two.” She smirked. “I have a score to settle.” Not sure if he would oblige her desire, she hesitantly moved to her knees. She felt a calming sense of safely at his feet. He unzipped and lowered his jeans while she waited patiently. She narrowly kissed the head of his dick before securing her lips around him. She couldn’t help but think if he felt this good in her mouth, what would it feel like when he entered her. She concentrated energetically as his moans fueled her enthusiasm. She took his shaft in her mouth, almost to her throat and held her place. Suddenly, he tugged her by the hair until she released him. “Oh you are very good at that.” She smirked before she started again. “I know.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/62ht4f/snow_day_part_two
This was really well written. Good job