heyo!! this is my first time posting something i’ve written on reddit. i hope i tagged everything okay, let me know if there’s anything i should’ve added. i’m also very out of practice writing erotica, so critique is welcome.
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A mistake? Possibly.
But did she want it? Absolutely.
Melissa felt like she absolutely couldn’t help herself. Her date with the latest of several men, a skinny dude who made her smile – it wasn’t like she didn’t like him. Genuinely. He was handsome, and she thought his curly red hair was adorable.
At the same time, all through their date, even in between him genuinely interesting her – she thought vaguely of him. Ugh!
She couldn’t take it anymore. Her frustration came to a head – why spend so much time still sad over the way things fell apart with her last partner?
Mike had a gentle smile on his face. He was a good kisser. He made her feel comfortable, and her enjoyment of that mixed, stirred by that smile, and she practically pulled him inside.
Both of their arms tangled for a moment, and then his found their way, helping her shirt up and her bra off, throwing them quickly on the chair by Melissa’s bed. His hands gripping her breasts, her breath hitched.
A pause.
“You want this?” Mike asked, frozen.
Melissa’s eyes moved up from his unzipped pants, meeting his gaze. Fuck. For a moment, she felt hot in the wrong way, embarrassed that she was doing such a bad job at getting over his dumb ass.
A heavy exhale, forcing herself to relax, her hands gently placed over his. Her lips parted in a smile, and a soft “Uh-huh.”
“Yeah?” Her hands moved, and Mike’s voice took on a slightly teasing tone as he squeezed both of her breasts gently. “You want this?”
Becoming sure in her decision, Melissa nodded – but her date wanted to encourage her more. His left hand relaxed, moving and sliding slowly down her side in a gentle tease.
“You better tell me. You want me?” Asked again.
“Yeah,” Melissa exhaled.
“What do you want, huh? You want me to fuck you?” Kneading her one breast enough to elicit a moan from her, Mike gently pushed her into lying on her bed instead of sitting.
“Yes, fuck – I need this,” words coming tumbling out of her mouth, Melissa moved back, getting comfy.
God, she really liked that smile. She wasn’t usually very breast focused, but the way his hands moved made her breathe heavy, excitement rising in her quickly and then instant disappointment when he had to release her to lean back to pull his cock out. Melissa gazed down at his pale cock in the half-darkness of her poorly lit bedroom.
Licking his lips, Mike decided to push a little harder. “Help me out here?”
Not hesitating, excitement further rising, Melissa changed position, leaning forward and sitting on her knees to take his cock in her hand. A little spit added for good measure, she began slow, encouraged quickly by Mike’s soft grunt.
“*Mm, fuck,*” an appreciative grunt, and Mike reached for her breasts again, lazily rubbing one while his other hand came forward. He leaned on the bed, and Melissa found herself very pleased by the closeness.
Something she hadn’t had in a while. Real closeness. Melissa’s hands went faster, and her name, moaned in pure ecstasy, came out of Mike’s mouth. For a moment, she couldn’t believe it. Fuck, she had been missing a lot.
Mike bucked against her hand, letting himself moan more, eyes-half lidded and leaning more towards her.
“Stop – Mm, slow, slow, slower.” He caught himself. Melissa could feel his cock twitch when she practically slowed to a stop, as if protesting. “I’ve *got* to bang you. Goddamn,” praise that made Melissa’s nipples get hard again.
She laughed gently, happy, and gave his cock a few more strokes before leaving it. Mike reached into the baggy pants he had, finding his wallet.
“Do you want me to use a condom?” He asked, eyeing Melissa as she slid her underwear down.
A moment of hesitation, Melissa’s breath hitching.
Why not. Fuck it.
“Don’t bother.”
Climbing onto the bed, Mike took his cock in one hand, the other again tracing down her body. The touch felt as if it lit up her skin upon contact, making the moments of her messing with the single pillow left on her bed worth it.
The expression on his face said a million words; lining up to fuck her, Mike’s expression was nothing short of appreciative. Like the opportunity to fuck Melissa was a serious prize he was about to treasure.
He began to rub the head of his cock against her pussy lips, without entering her – another tease. “You want me to fuck you, huh?”
“Fuck yeah,” Melissa breathed, gently massaging her own breast.
“Yeah? Huh? You want me to fuck you hard?”
Her legs shuddered. “Please, *fuck* – c’mon, just fuck me.”
Sliding inside her, Mike said, “*I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby*.”
A bit cheesy and simple, honestly. But that was perfectly fine, very little words said between them as their bodies came together, Mike moving in and out of her slow at the start. Again, teasing. Before she could beg, he seemed to sense her craving, picking up the pace. Melissa bit at her lip for a moment as he continued, her fingers trembling with need.
She mouthed how much she loved it, encouraging him on.
Her orgasm genuinely took her by surprise, with Mike pounding her harder more abruptly, and the warmth in her stomach building before she fully took notice of it. Wordlessly, Melissa came, her legs threatening to close, trembling around Mike as he slowed, not pulling out of her and letting her pussy clench around his dick.
Barely a moment passed, and with a strained breath and enough control to keep himself from bucking into her, Mike’s hand moved to her pussy, finding her clit.
“Let me make you cum twice?” Asked as a question. But, with sweat dotting her skin and more need than she could’ve ever imagined for a simple date night – How could she say no?
A nod, somewhat frantic. Mike flashed her a smile, and then went to work, rubbing her clit with his large fingers and ever so slowly pushing into her.
“*Shit*,” Melissa cursed, hand digging into her sheets. Not necessarily used to that amount of attention and fresh off her last orgasm, she could feel the pleasure of being fucked while given careful attention. “Shit..! Mm, fuck, please, please, more -”
Although Mike didn’t say another word, only grunting as he worked back up to fucking her hard, “please” tipped out of Melissa’s mouth, begging for more – harder, more, don’t stop. Her whole body hot, her thighs shook.
This time, when she came, her back arched off of the bed. For a moment, she genuinely saw stars, a moan so deep it took her breath away ripping out of her mouth.
Her regrets and anxiety gone, she enjoyed the feeling of his cum pumping into her.
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