He went to the kitchen and got them some water. As much as he wanted to taste her lips he wasnt to keen on tasting his own cum. While she drank it down he lead her to the bedroom thinking of the last time they were together. Because of time he hadnt had a chance to give her the proper attention she deserved, but today he was going to change that. He took the glass from her hand and placed it on the dresser. Placing both hands on either side of her head he looked in her eyes and whispered “I’m sorry.”
Then he kissed her with 3 years worth of emotion as tears spilled over her lids. He truly meant it and hoped she knew it. He pulled her as close as he could, pouring everything he was into this kiss because this was it. He was hurting her and he hated himself for it. He hated how things turned out. Dont get him wrong he loves his life, but he could see that he had killed a piece of her, a piece that he was scared he would never see again. He loves her, forever and always but they both knew they could never be together again.
She could tell this was the final goodbye. That he was finally going to stop breaking her heart. She silently vowed to pour her entire being into this moment, this last, magical moment.
He started to yank his clothes off and she did the same, stealing little kisses and touching each new piece of skin that was revealed. Finally they stood and looked at each other. He gently pushed her onto the bed. She reached for his already hard cock, but he pushed her hands away. He knelt on the floor and spread her knees. Moving forward, he took a nipple in his mouth and gently sucked. He remembered what she liked. Holding that same tit in his hand he yanked his head back. She loves the noise and feeling of him doing that to her. She pulled his head back and pushed her breasts together so he could lick both nipples at the same time. He put her hands on the bed and started to kiss his way down, stopping every so often to nibble on her pale flesh. He missed her softness. He savoured every taste, committing it to memory. He got to her knees and put a hand on each ankle, pulling them up to the bed. He could already smell her, the sweet scent brought a memory to mind. He was at work, thinking, so he put his hand under his chin and the aired stirred. He could still smell her on his fingers from the day before. Coming back the the present he pushed her knees out, so he could look up at her as he slowly, oh so torturously slow, leaned forward. He moved the small amount of hair above her slit with his nose. She let out a low moan. Tentatively he stuck his tongue out. Moving past the hair and spreading her lips he found that little bud of pleasure only he knew how to play just right. A few quick licks and she was already moaning louder. He placed his tongue outside her hole and slowly made his way up to her clit. Her hands were alternating between her own breasts and his head. He continued this delicious torture, a few quick flicks of the tongue on the clit followed by a long slow lick, every now and then sticking his tongue further in to tease her entrance. She was begging now. Up on one elbow she grabbed the top of his head and with the other forced his head closer. He was all to happy to give into her demands. Wrapping an arm around each thigh, he dove in. Tonguing her hole while using his nose to flick her clit, then taking it into his mouth and sucking. Giving her as much pleasure as she always gave him. Releasing a thigh he slid a finger inside her dripping pussy while he continued the assault on her clit. “Please, I need you!” She begged but he had decided to wouldn’t stop like he usually did. He kept going. She was calling his name, over and over again. Begging him to give her that sweet release. And he did because he was going to fuck her in a minute and he did not want her to be too tired. Burying his face in her pussy, he ate and licked and sucked every inch of it while she continuously cried out. Finally, he felt her cum. Felt her pussy walls contracting, spasming hard on his tongue and fingers. He pulled away and replaced his finger with his cock. He loved the feeling of her coming on it. He also knew she liked the taste of herself on him, lips and dick.
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bqp1mw/first_story_part_2
Sexy as Fuck.
That was awesome