I slowly awoke to clear, frosty, blue eyes watching me. He was stretched out next to me, his head propped up on the palm of his hand, his free hand resting on my belly, a slight grin upon his lips.
“Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?” My body was already singing. Had he been playing with me while I was sleeping? My nipples were already achy and I felt yearning in my center.
I stretched and yawned and a long, loud sigh escaped my lips, and I snuggled into him. “Mmmmm, I liked sleeping next to you” I purred. Once again taking note of his heart beating in my ear. The evidence, well, among some other things, that made this real.
He leaned down and gave me a brief kiss, as his hand roamed across my breasts, where my nipples were yearning to be pinched and pulled. Then he put his mouth on my right nipple and sucked, while manipulating my left. They both hardened, and I there was an immediate tingle between my legs. I fidgeted, and he rolled towards me, clamping his thigh over my legs, so I couldn’t really move.
He bit my nipple pretty hard, causing me to jump, and he moved his hand back to the nipple he had just bitten, tweaking it roughly.
“Hey!” I started, surprised, “that hurt!”
He said nothing but continued to play with my nipples, using his long nimble fingers, and he leaned back to watch my face vacillate between pleasure and pain, as they stiffened and sweetly ached.
I closed my eyes, and lost myself in the feeling, as my clit swelled, and my body hummed like a guitar string.
I felt his breath on my cheek, and then he was pressing his lips to mine, I parted my lips and tried to swirl my tongue around his, but he was already up to his old tricks, backing away, and not giving me what I wanted, which at this moment was feeling his tongue ravage mine. I involuntarily pressed myself up against his thigh, which caused my legs to spread a little, in their confinement, and my juices leaked onto his leg.
“God, you have the most luscious, juiciest pussy I have ever seen.” He slid his hand from my tender and aroused breasts, down my stomach and scraped his short, neatly trimmed nails lightly across my thighs, giving me goosebumps. He then slowly slipped his finger between my already sodden labia. “Mmmm” he sighed as he prodded and poked his finger along my swelling clit, and bent down and sucked a nipple, making me squirm. He altered his touch, barely applying any pressure, which caused my clit to twitch and throb, and made my pussy grab for something that wasn’t there. I tried spreading my legs and raising my hips to encourage him to massage me with a more deliberate touch, but he resettled his leg, further preventing me from moving my hips,so all I could do was sigh and make vain efforts to get him to give me some relief.
“All hot and bothered, now?” He murmured as he rubbed with long, slow strokes. Do you like it when I play with your tits, and rub your clit?” I couldn’t move, or open my legs, but he was still able to play with my clit and tease me, and drive me crazy.
“God, yes, but you are such a fucking tease.” I swore at him.
“You are such a naughty girl cursing like that,” he chided applying pressure as he slid his finger along my clit, which fluttered and throbbed, and I whimpered softly for some relief.
“You have no idea how badly I can tease you.” He taunted, and more roughly than he had ever yet pinched my right nipple, twisting and pulling it at the same time, making my entire body stretch against the restraint of his body.
“Ohhh, Please Tom” I begged quietly, “I really need to come. I need you to make me come, please.”
“I owe you a good teasing then. Are you sure you want to come now? We could tease you for a while longer, until you’re crying and babbling and begging to come”
“I’m already begging you to make me come. Please make me come.” I cried and strained against him.
He slowly slid two fingers between my swollen aching soaking wet pussy lips on either side of my fat clit, and stroked with deliberate pressure, then held the pads of his fingers on me, feeling me throb and twitch against him. He kissed me and forced my lips open, thrashing my tongue with his. Might as well have been licking my clit directly, and after just a few moments of both of his fingers rubbing on my fully engorged clit, and his swirling tongue in my mouth, I unexpectedly exploded in a howling orgasm. At that moment, he used those two fingers to squeeze my clit, HARD, and I cried out in ecstasy, as he did it again and again while I crested the wave. He shoved his fingers inside me as I convulsed around them, oh so lightly rubbing his thumb against my spasming clit.
“There you go, baby.” He cooed in his deep voice. He kept rubbing my clit lightly as I shook and writhed on his fingers, covering his hand in my juices. I finally had to push his hand away, it was all too much, I was too sensitive at the moment. I was gasping, and tears squeezed out of my eyes, as I came down. But I was still a giant fiber of need.
“Oh god! I need you inside me, now!” I groaned.
“You need what, my lovely?” He sung. He pulled his hand from between my legs, and rubbed my thighs and stomach, leaving a trail of my sticky sweetness in its path. He raised his fingers to my lips encouraging me to lick my own juices off of them. Which I did, and watched his eyes nearly roll back in his head. I was happy to do this, to please him. I wanted nothing else but to please him in this moment.
“I need to feel you inside me, feel your hard cock deep inside me” Please fuck me with your big, beautiful cock, Tom”. I begged.
He rolled on his back, releasing me from the prison of his thigh, his hard on rising up and away from his lean abdomen, welcoming me to climb up and take control, which I did. I straddled him and rubbed my dripping sex on his hard dick, causing us both to moan. I wanted to have him fill me up, but I also wanted to tease him as horribly as he had me. I hovered over him maneuvering the head of his cock, so it was just pressing against my hole where he became drenched as my juices oozed and ran, and I massaged him by contracting the muscles at the entrance of my hot, wet pussy.
Now it was his turn to try to push up, and into me, while I held myself up beyond his reach. Except I wanted him deep inside me, too. Then, he reached up and began roughing up my nipples as my tits hung over him. This caused a wave a pleasure to swirl through me, and weakened me, so I couldn’t stop myself from pulling him another inch deeper, and at that he attempted thrust into me forcefully, which I tried so hard to resist, to teach him a lesson. But the ecstatic look on his face, his eyes closed, his mouth lolling open, and the moans escaping from his mouth, I could not help myself, and I wanted to be responsible for making him lose it, and coming without being able to fight it, at all. I lowered myself into his long hard dick, allowing him to penetrate me fully, trapping him inside me, my swollen clit pressing against his pubic bone.
“God you are so tight and wet” he groaned, rolling his hips beneath me. We worked out a
tempo that caused our excitement to grow together, and I lost control of myself feeling him deep inside me while he continued to torment my tits. I rocked with abandon as he cleaved through me. I reached down and placed my finger on my clit, so it rubbed rhythmically as we rocked.
“I’m going to come” I threatened, and felt a hot wet wave gush through me as he thrust up, and I came all over his hard cock drenching him with my sweet syrupy nectar, spasming and shaking like it would never end. He reached up and squeezed and tweaked my nipples as I shook and rocked and quaked all over him.
He let me calm down for a minute and then started pumping inside me. He had not come yet! I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I pulled myself off of him, slowly, squeezing my vagina muscles around him as I left his dick hanging in the cold cold air. ‘Where do you think you’re going?” he asked trying to mask the desperation in his voice.
I slid down on the bed and got between his legs so that I could play with and tease him as he had me the night before.
I stroked him and felt him stiffen, I fondled his balls and started kissing and sliding my tongue along the soft flesh of his belly, inching ever closer to what he wanted me to do to him, but I was doing him like he did me, making him wait and strain to reach my mouth and tongue, but I wouldn’t allow it.
“Two can play at this teasing game, buster” I said evilly, and he groaned. I nuzzled into the soft skinned area at the base of his abdomen, nipping, leaving a little mark.
“What do YOU want, Tom?” I asked tauntingly. He looked at me, with such longing, but he was stubborn, he wouldn’t say it. “Do you want me to suck and lick you until you come on my tongue?” I growled, as his groan belied his mounting desperation.
I relished more sticky sweet clear pre cum, “Mmmmmmmm”. My mouth engulfed his head for a second, and I sucked and backed off with a slurp and a pop, “OR… or, do you want me to ride you until you finally release your load…” I lowered my voice to barely a whisper, “inside my hot, wet cunt?” I added emphasis to the T at the end my sentence.
“GOD”
His cock started twitching and turning an angry shade of red, as I played all around it, only every once in a while pulling on the head teasingly. He twined his hands in my hair and kept trying to push my head closer, so I’d take him in my mouth.
“Unh Unnn” I said. None of that. Paybacks baby.” I crooned, and moved back up to his chest, starting my kissing and licking path over again from scratch. When I got back down there, I began nipping and biting his thighs, while gently stroking him.
“Goddammit, Christine, you have got to suck it.” The desperation now evident in his voice was very real, and it very nearly made me come with no sort of physical stimulation at all.
I stuck my tongue out and slid it across his head. “Like that?” i asked innocently. “I can taste myself on it.” i uttered ever so softly.
“No, Yess… aaarrrrrghhhh” he growled. “Fucking suck my dick.” he moaned.
I squeezed around his head with my hand, and then slid it all the way down to the base, and let my finger tips brush his balls. I then used my tongue to lick all the remnants of my own juices all up and down the length and slurped his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue all around his head and getting rewarded with another huge juicy taste of pre cum. I began sliding my mouth up and down on his hard throbbing dick, taking him as deep as I possibly could, and tried to keep from gagging, although I did once or twice over the next few minutes I worked on him, until I was ready to let him have release and allow me to drink his cum. I moaned and groaned all around his cock, as I sucked and bobbed without restraint on his head, and massaged his shaft with my hand, wondering if humming around him felt as good as I thought it should. Again I enjoyed how stone hard he was under the smooth, soft, hot skin of his dick.
I reached down to my drenched pussy, covering my fingers in my own juiciness, and then and toyed around his anus, poking and prodding, sticking just the tip of my finger in and feeling his sphincter grasp me, as three things happened simultaneously. 1: His cock started jerking so hard, it popped out of my mouth, and he started shooting wildly, until 2: I was able to grab it and stuff it back in, at which point he 3: let out an unearthly keening groan, as he kept shooting and I swallowed and savored every drop, needing to please him, willing to do almost anything to accomplish this. I happily sucked, licked and cleaned every drop off of him, quite pleased with myself.
“God you are fucking sexy!” He groaned, as he just fell back on the bed, completely spent. His breathing slowed, and he pulled me to him in a close embrace. “I have honestly never felt the way I do with you, with anyone, ever. We’re going to have to work something out, because I’m not about to let you go.”
I kind of looked at him like he was out of his mind. We literally stumbled across each other as strangers yesterday and hit it off, and I had prevented myself from thinking of this as anything other than a wonderful memory, fantasy for future self-pleasuring, of a completely NON-regrettable one night stand.
“Dead serious, Chris.” he said as he studied my face, reading the sequence of my thoughts as they crossed my face. He had known what I was thinking… at every turn last night.
“You wouldn’t have a problem with that, would you?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dwlbd9/after_the_fall_mfconsdirty_talkteasingstill
Pretty good stuff.
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