Vanilla (English is a second language)

As I wake up in the morning you’re still sleeping, I can hear your slow relaxed breathing. I gently roll over, I don’t want to disturb your sleep. Watching someone sleep always brings out warm feelings in me. Feelings of wanting to protect and hold close, we are so vulnerable when we sleep. Your face is so relaxed, I know I shouldn’t in order not to disturb your sleep, but I need to touch you.

We only met in person last night, though we had been chatting for a while. It was only awkward for a short while at first, but by now it feels almost natural bein with you.

I gently touch your hair. The back of my fingers lightly brush your cheek. Immediately I feel ashamed for having given in to my need for touch, as you start moving. I lay completely still until I think it’s safe to get up without disturbing your sleep any more.

When I come back from the shower, you’re awake. Reclining against the headboard, scrolling on your phone. The covers only go up to your hips, so as I enter the room I can see your chest, your stomach. God, he’s so fucking hot. As soon as you notice me you look up, your smile is warm, caring, but your eyes are checking me out as I stand there wrapped up in a towel. “Good morning,” I say, pretty self aware, feeling as if I were on display. “Come here,” you say and lift the covers to invite me under, now that warm smile extends to your eyes.

I drop the towel, and see a dirty glance on your face before I quickly get under the covers. You smile at my awkwardness, but when you put your arm around me you whisper, “you’re cute when you blush.” Your hand very gently grabs my waist, and as it tickles a lot I grab your hand as I giggle. You smile and giggle too, but then you kiss me. Slow at first, but it gets more passionate as you pull me close. I can feel that you’re already hard, and it sends tingles through my entire body.

Your kisses, your hungry, greedy touch make me feel sexy. I try to pull back from you, but you don’t want to let go. I put my hand on your chest and push you away, but you mumble in opposition. As you realize I’m not going to lay in your arms longer you say, in a complaining manner, “I want you, you’re so sexy.”

“Oh, you do?” I smirk as I get up on my knees. “How much?” I look at you with a teasing look as I pull the covers off you, so that your rock hard cock is exposed. I look you in the eyes, and smile – kinda like I’m making fun of you.

“This much,” you say, “I’m so horny, I want you so bad.”

“Yeah?” I straddle you, sit up tall, place my hands on your stomach and give you a look that tells you you must work for this one. And from the look on your face as your eyes devour me, I know that you’re going to do well. Your hands are on my hips. I can see your eyes staring at my boobs for a good while, before the wander all around my body.

You bite your lip as a hand wanders from my hip to my boobs, lightly touching my nipples. The touch is so light, but the feeling is overwhelming. It’s a tickling sensation that makes my nipples go hard and my pussy go wet. Without noticing I sigh, it feels so good feeling my body turn on. I throw my head back, enjoying the sensations, every once in a while making slight movements with my hips. I feel your hand go around my waist, you put it near the lowest part of my back, and gently pull me towards you.
All of your focus is on me. You kiss me. Trace my neck with kisses, down my collar bone. It’s only been a day since we met, but I think you’re amazing. How you’re able to make me feel so wanted, so loved and so sexy. I don’t get it.

You take your time, kissing, touching. You wrap your arms around me, whisper in my ear that I’ve got you so turned on.

Playing hard to get is out the window, I want you so much too. My hand guides your cock to the opening, and as I sit up straight again you go as deep inside me as possible. Your eyes are closed, as you feel your cock slide in, you moan as my ass hits your thighs, the weight of my body making sure you’re as deep as you can get. I slowly start grinding my hips back and forth, squeezing your cock hard with my every move. As you open your eyes again you mumble “this feels so fucking good,” my pussy responds with a real hard squeeze of your cock, which makes you moan. I place my hands on your chest, I just love that chest.

I’m no good on top, but as long as you seem to be enjoying my slow grinding I try to relax and close my eyes. Having you this deep feels amazing, but I feel that soon you must take over and give it to me.

I notice that I’ve started moaning, and as I open my eyes again I see you enjoying the view. “Want to take over?” I whisper embarrassed. You nod and I roll off you, on my side and lift the top leg. You straddle my thigh, and push deep. This way you can fuck me real deep. I place my top leg on your shoulder, as you start thrusting, slowly at first.

There’s something about this position, where you hit or how deep you go, that makes me totally wild. As you pick up your pace I have a hard time controlling my moaning. Hearing my moans boarder on crying as I try not to be loud makes you enjoy this even more. Each thrust is hard and deep, but still you’re going pretty fast. As I hear you start groaning, you’re getting close, I grab a pillow to muffle my moans. Hard and deep I can feel as you unload in me with each thrust, I clench my pussy around you, I want to make you feel amazing. You’re pretty loud too, and that “ahh” when I clench lets me know I’m doing a pretty good job. As you finish I let out a last groan into the pillow, and as I let go of it I look up at you and say, “that was fucking amazing.”

“Wow, it certainly was,” you agree, as you lay down beside me and pull me close to you.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l3gldy/vanilla_english_is_a_second_language