I ache for you.
My soul cries out for a glimpse of you. A touch. A whisper.
I ache to to feel your fingers on my skin, teasing me, making me feel alive as only you can do. Pinching my nipples until they ache as well. Heavy with lust and begging to be kissed and sucked. Crying out with pleasure as you give in to my unconscious wish.
I need to be in your lap, with my skirt pushed up around my hips, my pussy already wet and my scent making your cock rise. Your strong hands sliding up my thighs as you ponder how you might punish me for “forgetting” to wear my panties today.
I ache to feel your skin against mine. Pressed together in a kiss of lust, frantic animalistic desire. Hands pulling, squeezing, fondling. Needing to FUCK. Ripping our clothes off in our haste to taste, to feel, to pleasure.
It’s all I can do not to slide onto your cock the moment I see it. So thick, so hard. So ready for my lust. The thought of it pushed deep inside me makes my cunt honey coat my slit. Instead I sink to my knees with a loud moan. Intent on worshipping your cock with my mouth.
I ache to taste you. Already throbbing, my tongue tastes that first, slick drop of precum. Pushing it over your shaft, making it wet and hot. Your own scent fills my senses. Such a powerful, heady scent fueled by lust, it almost makes my head spin.
But it can’t be enough, it never is. Soon I am astride your face, feeling you lapping at my wet pussy as I suck your cock back into my mouth. There are no words to be said. Our mouths busy with sensual displays of desire. Low moans as your tongue probes my hole. Harsh cries as my teeth graze your skin ever so gently. Lusty grunts as your fingers replace your tongue, wet and noisy. Heavy breath as I fondle your balls, my mouth working double time.
Time slows down for us at the brink of climax. Those briefs moments when you’re begging your body for that orgasm… when your body tenses up… so close… And then the explosion of bliss. Cunt milking those fingers you fucked me with, and I coat them with a thick mess of cum, spilling onto your hands and face. Moaning on your cock, sucking harder as I ride it out. Still licking, making it last.
It’s all too much for you. The scent, the sight, the feel of my mouth. Even as I throb your cum spills into my mouth with a harsh cry from you. I suck and swallow, feeding on your cock, unable to get every drop as it floods my mouth.
Turn me around and kiss me now… share with me. Share the taste of our lust.
69 is such a fabulous number.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nl7srm/whats_your_favorite_number_mforal_sex