I purr and run my hands through my hair as I stretch, my muscles tense after what my body was just put through. Pushing me back onto the bed, your lips land on mine, and as I feel your tongue enter my mouth, you remove my blindfold. Sweet Jesus, the sight I’m witnessing brings back that warmth to my sex. I scan my eyes down your torso, your chest beading with sweat, and towards your underwear – turns out you had kept them on. The outline of your hard cock strains against them and I once again feel that anticipation in the pit of my stomach; I have to swallow as my mouth is watering just looking at it. I can’t wait to wrap my lips around it.
Looking up to face you, your eyes give away your arousal, and with your hair ruffled and untidy from staying between my thighs, you have an adorably-sexy look. I place my hand on your lower back and wrap my leg around your body to bring you closer to me. My voice is low and husky as I ask, “So, did you have any ideas for what to do next?” A slow smile forms on your lips as you reply, “Yeah, I have an idea. How’s about you return the favour? I bet you’re dying to taste me”. It’s like you’re reading my mind. I giggle as you kiss me again and I move my hand to your ass. It’s so soft yet toned, and I bring your lower body closer to mine, your cock now rubbing against my clit. A rough groan leaves your lips and it’s as if I feel it travel through my mouth to my stomach, leaving a trail of passion and sex until I’m moaning with you.
Gently, I push you down on the bed and straddle your waist, my legs on both sides of you. As I lean down to kiss your neck, my clit rubs against your cock again and your hands grab my ass. I sneak a quick glance at you and see you’re biting your lip slightly as you slowly move my hips up and down the length of your cock, my pussy making your boxers damp. With every movement and every vibration against my clit, a slow burn of pleasure ignites within me, and I can do nothing but let it consume me. I whisper your name through my moans. If this goes on for much longer I’ll be coming again, and I so want to come on your cock, but I want to please you now.
I move my mouth from your neck to your chest, slowly sliding my body down yours as my lips and tongue kiss and lick your skin. Your chest is slightly salty, and whether that is from your sweat or my pussy I don’t care – all I know is it turns me on. I look up at you and your eyes lock with mine. You nod towards me and say, “You can use that pretty little mouth on my nipples, if you want”. I’ve never done that to a man before, but I’m curious as to how you will react. Your nipples are standing to attention and I kiss one. Almost instantly your breath hitches. I flatten my tongue and lick over the erect bud, feeling you writhe underneath me as you bring your hips up towards my throbbing sex, spurring me on. I bring my mouth around it and suck it harder, loving the way you grit your teeth and whisper, “Fucking hell”. Your hand moves up to the back of my head as my tongue explores your chest, alternating between the two buds, and your hips grind against my pussy. “Mmmm stop, baby, if you keep doing that I’ll come”, I warn – it’s not fair for me to have two orgasms when you’re yet to have any. You don’t stop completely but your movements become slower and lighter against me.
With your nipple still in my mouth, I give it a quick nibble as my hands caress down your body. Immediately your back arches and you breathe, “Fuck, yes”, so I do it again. I finally continue to move my mouth further down your chest, my fingers finding the top of your boxers and bringing them down with me. I can smell your cock, feel your pubes lightly brushing against my chin, hear your low, deep groans of pleasure reverberate around me. I give the tip of your cock a gentle kiss, feel you tense up with pleasure and move away towards your thighs. This is payback for teasing me, I think to myself. It has the desired effect; I can sense your frustration from the way your thighs relax, how you roll your head back into the pillow, the way you moan in complaint.
Teasingly I ask, “What? You didn’t think I would make this easy for you, did you?” Your chuckle sends shivers of desire down my spine. “No, I guess I had this coming”. Like you did before, I don’t respond and let my mouth do the talking (metaphorically, that is). I move my lips up your thigh, my hand mirroring it on your other, alternating between kissing and licking your skin. I arrive at your cock but decide to make you wait even longer for the sweet relief my mouth can bring. I think back to the video of the woman I watched and place my hand at the base of your cock, ever so gently moving it up and down. I move my tongue to your balls and give them a slight lick, and I remember how much I love the salty taste of a man.
“Baby please, I’m begging you – suck my cock”. It appears the tables have turned and I giggle, loving how much power I suddenly have over you. I can decide whether to suck your cock or not. I can decide whether you come, or not. Either way, that choice is mine alone.
And it feels fantastic. Because I am feeling generous, however, I decide to put you out of your misery. I snake my tongue up the length of your cock to your bell-end, already soaked with your pre-cum, and circle my tongue around it. Fuck, you taste so good. I mentally thank myself for putting my hair in a ponytail today. I lick my hand and run it down you before putting you in my mouth. Your hand grabs the back of my head and you push it down to the base. Apparently, you like being in control. Not that I mind – the deeper I go the more of you I can get in my mouth, and I want all of you.
Your grip on my head loosens and I take advantage of this, moving my tongue back up to the tip. I can feel your pre-cum coming out of you and as I taste it, I hear you moan my name. Suddenly you say, “I can’t wait any longer, babe, I need to come in you”, and you’ve taken your cock out of my mouth. Standing up on the floor, you command “Get on all fours, baby”, and I am more than happy to oblige. The anticipation is killing me, my breathing has gotten harder, my nipples once again fully erect and aching, and my pussy is soaking wet. Standing behind me, your hands move towards my clit and give it a slight rub before putting a finger inside me. “You’re so wet for me, aren’t you? You want my cock in your pretty pussy, don’t you?” “Yes, yes, yes, please fuck me, I can’t take any more teasing baby”, I plead with you. You spank my ass as your hands travel back to your cock to put on a condom and all I can do is wait. This must be a form of torture, I think to myself.
You come closer to me and bend over, your lips near my ear. You whisper, “I’m going to leave you sore, baby”, and it is the most delicious threat I’ve heard. Grabbing my ponytail, you bring my head back and enter me. “Holy fuck!”, I moan loudly as you fill me up; I can feel every magnificent inch of you. “Oh my god, you’re so tight, babe”, you breathe. I’m in too much pleasure to reply. Yanking my hair back harder, you start to move inside me and your cock is gently stroking my G-Spot. Your breathing gets harder and louder as you pick up the pace and fuck me deeper. The sound of sex fills the air as your balls slap against my thighs and you rub my clit with your free hand. I bring my hand to my nipple and pinch it between my fingers, trying hard not to scream your name and alleviate the pain of my swollen buds, but it feels too good to stay quiet. Looking up at the open bedroom door, I see one of your flatmates look in. The thought of somebody watching me being fucked makes me hotter, so I bring my hand down to my swollen clit and rub it, not taking my eyes off of him. Eventually, he leaves, but doesn’t shut the door – maybe he wants to hear us? I’m not against putting on a show, so I get louder every time you enter me.
“Shit, you’re so sexy. Keep playing with your clit – I want you to come with me”. You let go of my hair, put both of your hands on my waist and fuck me harder, moving me up and down your cock. The pressure between my legs intensifies as you get deeper and my fingers move faster. You get even faster still until I hear you say, “I’m going to come babe. Come with me, like the good slut you are. Fuck, baby”. And I come undone, screaming your name as my muscles contract and squeeze your cock, my body shaking violently. You follow shortly after, watching me come on you was enough to make you come. “Holy fuck!”. You keep fucking me until your orgasm dies and you are satiated.
Gingerly, you take your cock out of me and crawl up my body, kissing me tenderly up my back. I watch as you take off your condom, dispose of it and then come back onto the bedcovers with me. Before I can say anything – not that I really could if I tried – you wrap your arm around me and lie me down with you. My breathing is hard, the aftermath of our fucking clearly still having an effect. Lightly stroking my hair, you smile at me and kiss my nose. In a small voice, I ask, “So, was that better than studying?”.
A small chuckle leaves you and you pull me closer to you, kissing my lips before replying. “Fuck yes. When can we study again?”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/aetqnc/better_than_studying_part_2
I think this needs to continue more. Maybe a post test stress reliever?