On a Saturday morning.
When your fighting with yourself because you’ve already slept enough but it so early
you turn over to me pressing your body softly to the back of mine.
You move my hair and kiss my neck softly.
Slowly thrusting your hips against mine.
Tracing the curves of my body with your hands.
You wrap your hands around me, squeezing softly.
I can feel you on my ass, hard as a rock.
You slip your hand lower.
In Between my things, I’m already wet.
But you finger me. Going deep but slow with your fingers.
And without saying a word.
You insert your dick in my pulsating pussy,
While on our side.
Fucking slow and soft.
On Saturday afternoon.
When all I am wearing is a TV shirt and Panties on the couch.
You climb on top of me.
one hand under my shirt grabbing my boob.
Pinching my nipple
With the other hand you grab my face
And kiss me.
So passionately
With SO much desire.
You take off my shirt.
Kissing your way down.
You stop taking a good moment my boobs. .
Your tongue circling my nipples.
Lowering yourself I brace myself.
For the anticipation.
The warmth of your mouth against my clit.
And I melt.
It’s almost like a work of art how you eat me out.
In goes 1.. 2 fingers.
Your tongue on my clit.
Until I cum…
On Saturday evening.
I want to kneel before you.
Give you all the praise.
Remind you why it is, you like me more.
Give that tip a kiss.
He thinks I do this for him.
It’s purely selfish.
You see I love the circumference, just thick enough for the pussy.
Not so thick it makes my jaw hurt.
I start by licking the tip.
I start making my way down the shaft.
Going just a little deeper each time.
Getting it really wet with my saliva.
And when the next thrust hits the back of my throat and you leave out that little moan.
It’s everything.
I run my tongue up and down the shaft.
Taking in the whole thing.
Gagging myself on it.
I love that you leave me all the control.
You let me perform my art work of art.
I slide faster.
My tongue running up and down with it.
Feeling you go deep.
As my eyes water.
Saliva everywhere.
I want you to cum so deeply in my throat I say.
You grab my hair and choke me as you cum.
I swallow and smile.
Saturday night.
We like to get drunk.
Sloppy nasty drunk sex.
It’s never been so good with anybody else but you.
I’m ready to go.
On the ride home I kiss your neck as you drive. Rubbing you over your pants.
Talking dirty.
Luckily it’s a short ride home.
We get inside and as soon as the door closes.
You pin me right against it.
Kissing me hard.
One hand makes its way into my pants.
Pussy already soaking wet.
You bend me over the kitchen counter.
Rip my pants down just enough.
You put it in me roughly and hard
With every thrust a loud moan.
You fuck me fast.
Grabbing me by my hair pulling my head back.
I push harder against you
Going deeper inside of me.
Letting my hair go
You grab my boobs
One hand in each.
Thrusting inside of me harder and harder.
I’m moaning so loud.
Fucking me rough.
Biting my back
I’m about to cum.
My pussy contracts and you thrust even faster
I cum so hard.
My pussy pulsating.
You turn me around and I drop to my knees.
Opening my mouth you cum in seconds.
Deep in my throat.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t7morq/a_perfect_saturday_fm