He picks me up at the train station with a single white rose in hand. The corners of my mouth reveal the crooked smile of mine that he adores, and his perfect smile replies. We embrace, and we kiss… hard. But as great as he looks in his black skinny jeans, I can’t wait to kiss his naked body until he gets goosebumps. His hands slide down my waist, and each finger spreads to grab my ass. Grasping each ass cheek tightly, he quickly pulls my body into his, and I inevitably gasp. Our kiss instantly becomes more intense than a typical greeting smooch. After my lips fall off of from his, I reach on to my tiptoes, and whisper in his ear, “I can’t wait until we’re naked.” We both smile and let out a chuckle, then lace hands with one another for the duration of our walk home.
As we approach one of the last street lights, we have about a thirty-second wait. I squeeze his hand and inch closer to him. I reach up to his ear yet again, and the warmth of my breath tells him that I want him to cum in me when we get home. His lips break into a smile as he exhales impatiently, and kisses my temple. The walking signal has turned back on, and after taking his initial guiding steps ahead, he turns back to wink at me.
As soon as the doors shut on the elevator ride to the sixteenth floor, his hand glides from the front of my neck to the back, clenching a chunk of my hair as his lips press onto mine, and then pulling my head back to kiss my neck softly— teasing me with only a glimpse of what this weekend has in store. Or should I say, what he has in store for me. Or maybe, what I have in store for him.
When we arrive at our apartment, he goes to sit on the couch to continue the video he was watching prior to my arrival. Meanwhile, I go into our bedroom to set my things down, and close the door behind me, making sure to lock it as well. After setting my belongings down, I slip off my clothes, allowing my cold hands to caress my figure along the way. After tousling my hair in the bathroom mirror a bit, I head to the door.
I peep my head out from the door, to ensure he’s still on the couch, which he is. He smiles softly at me with adoration and curiosity. I then step outside of the bedroom, and my naked body locks eyes with his. The letters W-O-W fall with his jaw, and he shuffles to stand up and walk towards me. I continue forward and nod my head “no,” telling him to keep watching his video. He sinks into the couch, admiring every last detail of my figure as I take each stepper closer to him.
I approach his undeniably sexy, slim, and muscular figure, and I am instantly wet. I make a deep inhale in an attempt to contain myself, and get atop of him with my legs spread and my pussy sitting on his cock. I slowly remove the white tee shirt that does no good in covering his chiseled shoulders, and I turn his focus back to his video. I kiss his neck and bottom lip, tracing along its perimeter with my tongue. He lets out subtle moans, but I want more.
My tongue glides upon his neck, chest, and abs like skates on fresh ice. I stop ever so often to play with his nipples with my tongue, because it makes him flinch, and I love seeing him struggle.
My warm, soaking wet pussy feels his cock getting harder beneath me, so I run my fingers down his stomach, and land at his belt. Releasing the button from his jeans and separating the zipper over his cock, I remove his jeans and boxers, while shimmying my way down the couch. I can feel his eyes glance over at me, watching my tits wiggle from side to side, and my ass jiggle in conjunction. I reach my lips back up to his ear once more, simultaneously grinding my pussy on his hard, irresistible cock, and ask: “how are you enjoying your video, babe?”I ask, followed by a giggle as I kiss his ear lobe, neck, and the rest of the way back down to his hard cock. His head tilts back, and without hesitation, lets out an eager “ yes, but I want to watch you, too.”
“I just want to make you feel good while you enjoy your video.”
“Well you’re definitely doing so.”
I crack a smile. “Then I hope it’s okay if I keep going?” I lick the tip of his dick, slowly, and a couple times fast.
He lets out the sexiest, manliest moan, and replied: “hell yeah you can, but let me know how much you love sucking my dick, too.”
I have been imagining his hard cock inside of me during the entire train ride here. Whether it be inside my mouth, vagina, or ass, I want it all; I want all of him to myself.
I begin to tease his dick. I cover it in kisses out of appreciation for my man, and it’s irresistibility. I begin to suck on it, while my tongue slides against it going up and down, up and down, up and down. I can feel his cock getting harder in my mouth, and my pussy getting wetter. All I can think about it how much I love sucking his dick, and I let my hands run up and down his stomach, stopping to play with his nipples, and I get lost. I am fully making out with his cock, and can’t help but moan constantly. I feel like I might even cum myself. I take my mouth off of it to give myself a breather, and tell him: “I want you to cum for me. Are you ready to cum hard for me?”
“Fuck yeah, baby.”
“Like that?” I continue sucking harder, and my tongue moves more rapidly.
“Oh yes, yes— FUCK!”
I can’t wait any longer. Without holding back, my mouth fucks his cock like never before, and he can’t even make out the words to tell me he’s going to cum.
His warm semen shoots to the back of my throat, but I open my mouth to show him the cum that rests on my tongue before swallowing my favorite dessert.
I’m not done yet.
To ensure that I got all of his cum, I let my tongue slowly trace from the bottom of his cock, all the way up his shaft, and to the tip. Swirling my tongue around, I get his cock as deep in my throat as I can, sucking every. last. drop.
He reaches forward to give me a kiss, and then shuts his eyes, falling into a blissful sigh.
I wipe my mouth, and sit back against the other end of the couch, rubbing my clit that’s soaking wet, and waiting for him.
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-despairthou
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/afrzgk/distractions_by_despairthou