I actually write erotica sometimes. I hope that this makes you horny.

I blink. I see the ceiling. I hear the fan. It’s like static. I ask myself, “Where am I?”

My body. I’m naked. I’m not alone.

I ask myself, “Where am I?”

I look to my right and I see her. She’s sleeping – I think. Maybe she just closed her eyes. Her eyes are brown like honey.

Did she just close her eyes or is this my memory?

I pull the sheets away as if I just discovered a dead body. I panic.

She’s alive. Her fragile frame is heaving up and down. Her guts are writhing beneath her rib cage. I know for sure that she is not asleep. She is pretending.

I remember.

This is the most beautiful woman whom I have ever fucked. I hate my life, because I’ll never fuck a chick hotter than her. My cock is at her disposal.

I hear the fan blades whirring. I feel the air evaporating my sweat. I see her lungs causing her organs to expand.

She’s pretending, but her body betrays her. She is as awake as I am.

I spread her legs and she breathes a sigh. I bite my fingernail and I slowly insert my finger into her crease. She moans lightly yet continues to feign slumber. I go into her until my knuckle hits her pelvis. She shows no emotion, but her gasp is what I needed to hear.

My cock is throbbing. It looks like a fleshy sword with a mushroom tip. I love my cock. I want to put it inside of her.

I use my left knee to sweep her right leg. I use my right knee to reposition her left leg. I look at her belly which is bellowing up and down. Her eyes are closed, but I know that she is wide awake. My saber is resting now on her stomach. It’s beyond her belly button and I’m imagining it going inside of her.

I reach for the nightstand and open a drawer. I pull out a condom packet. I open it with my teeth as if I were a feral animal. I grab her wrist and tell her to put the rubber on my cock.

She is wide awake now. She complies. Her small hands feel like heaven as she rolls the condom to envelope my dick. She squeezes my balls when the job is done. It hurts, but she knows that I like that.

Her eyes are still closed, but we both are awake now. I cup her left shoulder blade with my right hand. I cup her right butt cheek with my left hand. Lazily I rest my full body weight on her as I slowly enter her tight vagina.

I ask, “ What do yo want me to do?”

She whispers, “Fuck me, sir.”

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