As he began to slowly work his lips down her body, her mind began to drift. She knew she should enjoy the time but she became so self conscious; what did he really think about her body, he couldn’t surely enjoy this, oh god he was at her stomach, she hoped he approved of her underwear. When his lips brushed along the outside of her pants, he seemed to sense that she was nervous, not quite in the moment, so started to work his mouth up her thighs whilst his fingers gently traced across her skin.
Her breath started to slow whilst her heart beat increased, she began to relax and feel the anticipation, wanting him to truly start his work. Thrusting her hips into the air he took the signal and removed her underwear, the warmth of his face returning between her thighs as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Pulling her hips towards him with his hands, the force and passion of the kiss increased, she felt the warm moisture of his tongue makes its first taste at her wetness.
Her mind tried to drift again, did her like her taste, was she too wet or not wet enough, but the purposeful rhythm he set to, the tip of his tongue slightly entering her then running upwards to her clitorus kept her present in the moment. Again his hands wandered her body, feeling her skin, squeezing her breasts. Her mind started to become aware of just two things, the tingles from her skin and the warmth building between her legs.
His hands returned to her hips, pulling her closer to his mouth, increasing the pressure of his tongue. Whilst the speed increased he did not seem to be in a rush, she felt confident under his work, that he knew what he was doing. Her breath had started to increase when one hand moved from her hip and she felt the fingers enter inside her. Everything slowed again back to the purposeful pace, his tongue and fingers working in tandem.
This time as her breath and heart rate increased, she couldn’t help her hips grinding against him, prompting the gradual increase of speed and pressure. His spare hand reached up her body to her chest serving to both feel her breasts and hold her in place, hips tongue and fingers grinding together. She could feel the walls of her vagina start to contract around him and ran her fingers through his hair, holding him to her, holding his pressure and pace.
Her breath became gasps, the warmth within her prickling at her skin, her whole body started to shudder, her hand keeping him in place until, there. The shudder consumed her, her mind cleared as she came, she gulped in air realising she had been holding her breath, holding the tension, but now she was relaxed.
After allowing her a moment to simply be, he started to work his mouth back up her body, his torso passing between her legs. Her hand reached down to pull at his underwear, wanting to return the pleasure in kind. Grasping his penis she was surprised to feel that it was so hard it was throbbing. It seemed that the pleasure had not been one sided, he was truly aroused by the orgasm he’d given her. The knowledge of this started her need again, his fingers had worked wonders inside her but she needed the fullness of his cock inside her, to be entwined with him.
She guided him inside, she was wet enough that with one gentle thrust he was fully inside of her, pelvises pressed together. Her other hand guiding his face to hers, kissing at the mouth that had just given her so much pleasure. As they kissed each other, he worked himself back and forth inside her, almost pulling his penis out before sliding all the way back. He felt so large to her, she felt she was only just able to contain him as each thrust let her feel his full length, the width of his shaft filled her more completely than his fingers had.
She wanted him, needed him. Wrapping her legs up over his hips, she pulled him in deeper. Grabbing his head to her, she began to kiss his neck, then bite, wanting to consume him as the pleasure consumed her. Whether it was her moans, her nails, her teeth that caused it, he too seemed consumed in the moment, changing from the controlled pleasuring giving to his animalistic side letting loose.
His arms embraced her, seemingly needing to press their skin closer together. The breathing she could hear getting more rapid, almost panting. Each thrust coming harder and faster, touching close to that line between pleasure and pain. She could feel the spasms start again, knowing she was close again. Pressing him into herself as tight as she could, she could feel that he was close. She felt him tense up as she tensed around him, and then his warmth enter her as both of them were carried away in the spasms of their muscles as they relaxed into their orgasms.
They lay there, feeling each others heart pounding, their chests rising and falling as they sucked down air.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ckukxm/first_attempt_at_erotic_writing_pointers_welcome
I really enjoyed your story. Very intimate ?