I woke up in a cozy loft with a creaky floor and a even creakier bed. I had shared the past few nights with you, my weakness at the time. My flight was scheduled for departure in that hour, and I could feel the longing in the air we both shared. I wanted this moment to be forever. But I knew it wouldn’t last.
My brain was clouded by the morning fog. My flight was in under an hour. I needed to get to the airport. We kissed, passionately. You reached down at my pants. It’s okay, I said. I was completely spent from the night we had earlier. But you insisted. You explained, with too many words, that you wanted this for yourself. Amused, I allowed you to continue.
You hungrily unwrapped whatever pants I had thrown on that morning. You used your hands to tease me through my boxer briefs. You took it out and teased me, driving me wild. And for about two minutes, there were no more thoughts— I was reduced to pure sensation. I felt your soft, pink lips. Your wet, skilled tongue swirling expertly around me. Your intense gaze, fixating my mind into your soul. Your hands playing with me, making me feel so utterly vulnerable. Somehow, in your 7am half asleep state, you figured me out right there with your mouth. I tried my hardest to hold on. Don’t give up that easily, my mind screamed. But my body failed me. My muscles tensed, involuntarily. You- fucking- slut I moaned in defeat as my eyes rolled back, and I was overwhelmed by an immense wave of neurotransmitters. My instinct took over. I grabbed your head and pushed it down, choking you. I heard your instinct fight back. I felt sympathy, but I couldn’t stop myself, I thrusted forward. My orgasm surged, and I felt my muscles start to empty the fluids that my balls had worked hard to create since your last heist. I moaned again, more loudly this time. I lost count of how many times, but the walls of my epididymis began to contract repeatedly, filling your mouth with my warm desire. You extracted all the tension from my body with a single gulp, and grimaced. I smiled, sheepishly, handing you some water as my mind began to wander.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u2omxv/the_time_you_took_my_soul_away_mf
Jesus that was hot.