When it’s cold at night (fm), (female POV), (sensual), (cuddling), (creampie), (wholesome)

Hi, this is the second story I’ve posted.

If you’ve read the first one, you’ll find this one to be quite different. I like to experiment with new styles, and new ideas.

I would like to thank a particular redditor (you know who you are) for inspiring me to write this one, and for all the positive feedback!

Of course, if you have any feedback, or comments, please let me know! I would love to hear what you think.

With that said, enjoy the story!

You lay in bed, using the covers to keep you warm from the cold of the night. You’re not alone though, you are held by the strong, comforting hands of the man you love, your bodies pressed against each other. You take comfort in the feeling of being with someone, feeling their warmth, their breathing, their pulse.

You can feel him pressed against you, and you know what he desires, and that he won’t be satisfied until he gets it. You don’t mind giving him what he wants either, because you want it as well.

The man pulls you eve closer, particularly your waist. You feel his hands reach around you, and begin to grope your bra covered boobs. You decide that the time has come, and turn around. You can see the look of desire in his eyes, almost like a question. “Can I take you? Do I have your permission?” His eyes ask.

Your eyes respond in a confirmation.

He immediately puts his lips on yours, pulling you back into him, rubbing himself all over your body, as his hands wander to all the most desirable destinations of your body. He eventually comes up for breath, just as he finishes undoing your bra.

He immediately goes to your left boob, using his tongue to flick your nipple, and swirl around it, in a way that drives you wild, and causes you to shiver. While he pleasures your tit, he reaches a hand to your lap, and attempts to remove your panties. He has some trouble, so you decide to help him, and slip your panties down to your ankles.

He seizes on the opportunity, and without breaking from stimulating your nipple, he lines himself up with your wet opening, and slowly inserts himself. He feels large inside you, pushing his length into you, forcing your insides to widen in order to accommodate him, until you have finally received his full length, his pelvis firmly pressed against yours.

He holds himself there, as he begins to suck, as well as flick, and swirl your nipple, sending tingles down your spine, and causing goosebumps to form all over your body. He begins to thrust into you, slowly at first, but he picks up speed, until soon, he is thoroughly fucking you, fast and hard.

His face leaves your left boob, and once more, returns to your lips, kissing you deeply, passionately, all while intensely fucking you. You begin to feel your pleasure build, each deep thrust brushing against your cervix, stimulating you. Soon the pleasure is becoming too much, combined with the feeling of his body on yours, the stimulation of his passionate kissing.

Your eyes lock onto his, informing him of your imminent orgasm. His eyes tell you a similar story, that he too, can hold himself no longer. His thrusting becomes harder, erratic. The change of tempo puts you over the edge, and you begin to orgasm, feeling your insides quiver, and convulse around him.

With one final thrust, he buries himself all the way inside you, and explodes, physically having spasm, after spasm against your body, as he unloads shot, after shot of cum into you.

He finally stills himself, as the last of his cum leaves him. He collapses, holding you in his arms. You know he will soon fall asleep, but before he does, you can hear him say “I love you”. His eyes close, but a smile remains on his face.

You can’t help but feel happy, complete.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kvt6hc/when_its_cold_at_night_fm_female_pov_sensual