Dimes against the wall m/f

Getting you undressed was easy. You were eager. I only got my shoes and socks off. I look up, still in my jeans and t shirt. You are glowing. You beg me with your eyes to get in you, and I can’t help but feel a carnal stirring. I am going to make you explode. I jump up to dive into your body and I move with such speed you flinch a little. Your chest pokes out and the breeze created by my movement makes the little bumps on your areola grow. Just before I am against you, I pause. How am I going to make this last? I want you to burn for me. There was no time to plan for this passion. I whisper in your ear, “I am going to make your pussy juices flow.”
“I will let you.” you reply. I whip you around and push you towards the wall raising your hands over your head, holding them with one hand and exploring your face, your neck, your back with the other. I want you held up so I can use both hands.
“You have to keep your hands against the wall.” I let go and start to message your sides, moving my hands down your hips caressing your legs with the backs of my fingernails. My face is slipping past your lower back when I feel your hands reaching through my hair.
I stand up and push your hands against the wall above your head again.
“Stay!” And I start again, and this time, its not three seconds and you are moving your hands again. You have reached for my crouch and as I am pulling your hands back above your head. The change in my pocket rattles. I was irritated when the barista gave me my change in dimes today instead of a dollar bill, but now I have an idea. I reached inside my pocket, pulled out the ten dimes , split them into two even stacks and put your hands back on the wall, a little lower than before, just above your head.
“Press your hands firmly against the wall.” I lifted the middle finger of your left hand away from the wall and placed a stack of dimes between the wall and your fingertip. I lifted the middle finger of your right hand and did the same.
“Now don’t move. As long as you hold them I will satisfy you.” You huffed a little, but you know I’m not lying. I take a step back to admire you. Your hour glass figure makes my cock pulse so hard I feel like I am about to explode. I pull off my shirt and pants and walk over to you. I stand a millimeter away from you. Blowing cold air on your neck, your hands slip just a little and the dimes make a scraping sound as they drag on the wall. Your fingernails turn white with the pressure of holding the dimes. I know you won’t last long. I move my hands down your side. I don’t touch you, I just feel the electricity between us, but then I can’t resist you any more. I slip my right hand between your legs from behind and my left hand cups your pubic bone. We both make involuntary sounds as the fingers on my left hand spread your lips and find your clit, while my middle fingers rub back and forth between your labia spreading you wide and the juices are already flowing and I easily slip deep inside you and your clit swells. I have to pull my fingers out and taste your pussy. I lick my fingers quickly. The taste of you makes my knees buckle. I reach down aim my hard cock between your legs dragging my sensitive head along the inside of your thighs. I feel your juices that have already started dripping, clinging to your leg and I enter inside you, messaging your clit and I know I am not going to last. I thrust inside you once, twice, the third time, I feel myself starting to cum already and I pull out of you, fall to my knees and shove my face so deep between your cheeks, plunging my tongue as far into you as possible taking turns with my fingers and tongue caressing your clit, licking your clit. I can’t wait any longer. I jump back inside you. Just using the tip of my cock I fuck your g spot. Cum is starting to flow out of me and I have to get a little further in you, moving faster, you begin to cry soft cries as your breath is catching with each movement, your knees bend, I whip my cock out of you and hear your juices splash on the floor an instant before the sound of ten dimes clatter, bouncing and sticking to our feet. You crumple to the ground. Breathing out of control. You shine with sweat and sex juice. I can see you aren’t able to get up, but I am not done. I reach down, scoop you up and move you to the bed. Now I am going to take my time. Clean your body with my tongue and I am going to fuck you all night.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/998q23/dimes_against_the_wall_mf

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