This story is true, but I’m writing it as erotica, so please enjoy.
There’s something absolutely fulfilling about fucking someone you love and feeling completely free to be yourself. This is never more true during sleepy sex where it’s all just desperation and need, but also utter connection.
I woke up feeling really good. My hand was in his hair and his tongue was circling my clit. I could feel how wet I already was. “I’m yours,” I said softly, letting him know I was awake. He responded by sticking a finger inside of me, making me moan loudly. I can’t control my volume when I’m barely awake and he loves it.
I had only been awake for minutes before I creamed into his mouth and he lapped it all up, all while looking into my eyes. This man destroyed me.
He then crawled up, kissing my entire body before connecting his lips to mine. I tasted myself on his lips and I loved it. “Please fuck me,” I begged, needing him.
He smiled down at me, “needy whore already?” before pushing himself inside me. He gripped my hair and scalp with one hand and used the other to push my legs apart while fucking me hard. I was bouncing off of him in the most equisate way.
It’s an unwritten rule in our relationship that I have to tell him everytime I’m about to cum. At this point, I was basically screaming “I’m gonna come, please, I’m gonna come.”
He grabbed my throat and spit in my mouth, before commanding, “come for me, my little whore.” I exploded around him. He slapped my face and that made me cum once again.
“Did that feel good?” I asked, looking up at him with half closed eyes, leaking all over his cock.
“yes, my good girl,” he replied, before kissing me and pushing into me passionately. He was grabbing at me and I was doing the same, my legs wrapped around him as he ground into me. We stayed like this for several minutes, just kissing and fucking.
He pushed himself up and grabbed my legs, putting them around his shoulders. “Touch yourself,” he demanded, needing my pleasure. I eagerly complied, sticking my fingers in my mouth before rubbing my clit. He started fucking me faster and deeper and I was just a moaning mess at this point. I couldn’t think or see or feel anything but him and all the pleasure he was giving me.
“I’m gonna come” I whimpered, my voice gone at this point.
“Good girl, come for me,” he replied, before slapping my face and making me look into his eyes. He fucking smirked at me as I basically convulsed underneath him.
He kept fucking me until my next orgasm pushed him over the edge. “Breed me,” I groaned as my pussy spasmed around his cock. He did, pushing himself deep inside me. I felt him twitch and I fucking loved it.
I fell back asleep in his arms and with his cum in me.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udleln/fm_waking_up_to_him
holy fucking shit this is a great story, kuddos. although i think you meant exquisite not equisate
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