[MF] A Night Together

My [27M] boo and I [27F] had an amazingly sensual sort of non-traditional night together, and I was inspired to write it into a first person play-by-play. Throw-away account because I’m shy with my writing. Constructive criticism is appreciated! Here ya go:

The end credits roll and his breath is a soft metronome against my hair. His chest under my cheekbone is warm, and my face and shoulders rock slowly up and down in rhythm with his sighs. I rotate in his arms, determined to stay in his embrace as I aimlessly surf the internet on my phone. Minutes – or hours, I suppose – pass by; The Southern California night just outside my window is cool and breezy.

I find myself admiring his form. The softness of his lips, the dark line of his eyelashes, the strength of his shoulders. My fingers find his, and trace up along his forearm, his collarbone, and down through the midline of his chest and stomach. The fabric of his boxers is warm, and the waistband is broad and surprisingly tight against the back of my hand as I follow his happy trail down. I pause and purr into my lover’s ear. *Can I play with you.* He nods, a sleepy smile in his beard. My lips follow my fingers down his stomach and along the arch of his hip bone to his thigh. I close my eyes and work my way languidly toward his relaxed masculinity. He is silky against my bottom lip when I graze him and his magnetism draws my mouth around his member. I swirl him gently in circles in my mouth and savor his growing density. I explore his sensitive tip with the point of my tongue. I pull him in until my lips cinch down just past his shelf and I pause to let my mouth rest around the most delicate spot; that ring of peachy skin just under the lip. I play here, curious and eager. I let myself begin to bob along his length and imagine how far inside me he reaches. Desire runs molten through my veins, aching and feverish. I nibble my way up his chest and position myself astride him, bending down to kiss along his neck and under his ear. My clit brushes against his firm manhood and sends a ripple up my spine and into the base of my skull. Between my legs, his dick is full and strong. I gently begin to grind against him, pressing my clit into his girth. A single soft moan escapes his slightly parted lips and he stirs awake from his slumber. He begins to press back into my grinding, and I continue to rock against him in pleasure. As his hips buck, his firm and unyielding cock under my wet clit flexes and I abruptly reach a peak. A gasp escapes me as I writhe into him. Bright pinks and greens shower against my closed eyelids, punctuated by my ragged whimpers. He lifts my moaning body up, grabs me by the waist, and teasingly presses his cock tip against my quivering pussy. He wickedly allows a brief moment for suspense to build, and then *plunges* himself into my pulsing tightness. Two voices loose two breathy cries and he rides the last of my waves of pleasure with me. I buckle forward into him, and a growl of approval rumbles through his chest under my pierced nipples. He pushes deeper and deeper to fill me to my limit. I float in ecstasy, and inside me he grows taught with lust. I press his hips down against the bed, holding his thrusting cock down to ride him. I angle the slight upward curve of his dick against my g spot and we begin to moan in time with our shared hunger. He pulls me down into him as a one-word curse catches in his throat and his passion comes in staccato bursts just as mine follows with lip-bitten spasms. We collapse together, panting and spent. I remain on him, floating in a dreamy post-coital bliss. Our gasps mellow into soft breaths and together we melt into the velvet of the night.

Some time later, I awaken still astride him. As I sit upright I realize that he is still inside me. I take in the view; his muscular frame lit from the side by the warm light of the bedside lamp. I realize with a smirk that his cock still has a pump; while it has slowly calmed from its previous thirst, it retains a decadent girth and reach. That amusement grows into hunger as I realize that with his pump, comes weight. At this angle, gravity pulls the weight of his dick resting inside my pussy directly into my g-spot. A second realization comes; his cock is also still stoppering his cum inside me. In seconds my fingers are petting my pussy lips around his still plump cock, and lightly flickering my clit. I begin to trace his features along his torso with one hand, while rekindling my own pleasure with my other hand. I fill my senses with him. His dark hair, stark against the light pillow. The intoxicating smell of recent shower and even more recent sex rising from his warm, toned body. I can hear the natural baritone of his voice in the puffs of his sleep. One of his hands, rough and broad, is still positioned on my waist. In my enjoyment of his beautiful body, his other hand has slid down from my waist and his fingers are now resting against my lower abdomen with his palm draped across my pussy and his thumb resting against my clit. I arch my back, his sleeping thumb and my hand in synchrony against my clit. I feel the lightshow building again. My consciousness flickers and I arch my back, falling upward into the bursts of color behind my eyes. I am pulled through molasses back into his sleeping embrace, and there I remain as I drift into a technicolor slumber in his arms.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l352nk/mf_a_night_together