“What is that I feel underneither me?” I say, grinding my hips downward onto his hardened cock.
“Why,” Fernando chuckles. “I have no idea what you mean.”
With one fluid movement, Fernando flips me on my back. His eyes burrow into mine with such a look of longing that turns the ridges of his face into a hungry grin as his hips message his hot throbbing cock into the crack of my plump behind. My own member aches in turn as it clammers for his sweet domination of my body and soul and I cannot help but moan out.
Roughly his lips assault my lips, his tongue penetrating my mouth as though he could break the cages that were our bodies. Cages that divided our souls and prevented them from fully dancing.
My moaning break out in-between these violent delightful kisses that I accept with my own uncontrollably willingness. This is madness that love inflicts upon the body and soul.
I run my nails done his back, from his shoulders towards his perfect muscular ass and he shudders beneath my hands. He moans and swears my name into the nape of my neck. His teeth bite down roughly onto my necks straining flesh and I can’t help but to scream in such deep profound pleasure heightened by our Tither.
“Fuck me!” I groan out. ” God, I want you inside me. Are you going to fuck me today? Or just tease me? Your grace?”
“Either can be arranged with that manor of yours,” he growls as my legs wrap around his waist and his muscles flex. His pubic hair damp already from the sweat of being in heat.
Briskly Fernando places my trembling legs on his shoulders and he buries his face into the center of my mounds. His tongue flicks outward and swirls around my entrance, making me release a deep hearty moan at the top of my lungs. My hands tangle into his damp matted hair as he devours my ass while he vigorously strokes my pulsing cock. Bringing me to the cusp of cumming.
“Jesus,” I gasp. “You’re going to make me cum. Please just fuck me!”
I feel Fernando chuckle and stop his lustful advance on my entrance.
“Are you sure you want it?” He grins like a cool fat cat and the foreskin of my cock is pulled back tauntly as his thumb flicks over the slit on my cock’s head. This small action makes my body go taunt and my eyelids flutter.
“Fuck” I grunt. “Please just do it?”
Fernando chuckles and continues to play with my cock head. “Tell me, Alonso. How bad are you wanting it inside you? How bad are you wanting to feel me slide inside and hit that special spot in that deep dark place?” He says this as he strokes his own throbbing cock slowly from the head to his dense bush at the base of his nine inches.
“Fuck, Fernando,” I gasped. “I would do anything to have you inside of me and to never let me go. Please, put it inside me!”
Fernando does his favorite trick and pulls a bottle of lube out of thin air by his thighs. He smiles and says,”Only for you do I burn. Only for you.”
The lid makes a popping sound, almost musical to my ears. Every fiber of my being stands on edge, tingling for his entry as he squirts the lubricant into his hand and brings it to my entrance. His finger circles around my hole, slowly and painstakingly driving the lube into my entrance till his middle finger pops in.
“Fuck,” I sigh as lighning goes through me. A mixture of pain from the etrusion and erotic pleasure as his digit grazes my special fun button. My right arm flings itself up across my chest and my fingers graze my nipple, turning it erect like my red balloon. His digit slowly twists and I feel my heart jump as my breath hitches. Softly he kisses my thigh and I feel as though am an altar he’s praying on his knees at.
I gasp as a second lubed digit enters and joins the first in its slow hypnotic twist. My left hand tangles into my hair as Fernando opens me up even more with his third digit and my mind gallops in insatiable hunger.
“Do you think you’re ready? Love?” Fernando slily says. His eyes twinkle much like Seattle’s night lights as he gazes down at me. All I can do is nod and bite my lower lip. Words just don’t come easy at a moment like this, I feel simply lost in the moment at hand. A small part of me worries about shit, not having cleaned and prepped for this, but it just doesn’t matter.
All that matters is the moment and the throbbing and pulsing pleasure racing between us as Fernando removes his fingers and positions himself.
Gently his cock head strokes upward searching for its goal. When it finds it, he stops for a heartbeat and gazes into my eyes for confirmation. I nod in haste and his head pushes forward, drawing out a sharp gasp from both of us as he enters.
Fernando’s advance stops for a short moment as we catch our bearings. His mouth hangs open as he pants and takes in my straining face and taunt body. With a shaking hand he grabs my waist to continue his entry.
My head spins in such deep fullness and pleasure as his full length buries itself to the hilt.
Fernando’s arms wrap around me and he kisses me as his member throbs, plusates, and strokes against my prostate. The air seems electrified as though every atom is overly charged with energy waiting to be released and sent back into the universe for reuse. I swear the energy crackles in my ears and pops like cooking popcorn.
A warmth redeats off me and the air ignites as blue flames jump off my skin with the start of Fernando’s thrusts.
“Fuck,” I gasp in respond. For a second I think about stopping it but instead I tell Fernando to keep going. To keep rocking my body as though it’s a fat bottom girl. I just don’t care as the blue flames eat at the hard wood floor or climb over the equipment that fills the room. I don’t care as the flames boil the swimming pool water. The only thing that matters is the build up to our climaxes.
Sweat glistens on Fernando’s chest hair. Matting it down as he grunts with each thrust into me. With a swift motion I sweep him onto his back and straddle him once more.
His cock slides in with ease. My back arches and I groan out in such ecstasy that not even a romance novel could ever describe to the fullest.
My pelvis grinds down into him and his hands grip my waist as I slowly begin to bounce up and down on his erect veiny pole like some cheap Vegas stripper.
“Your going to make me cum,” I gasp.
“No,” he gasps back. “You’re going to make me cum.”
My nails run down his front as I speed up and he meets my bouncing hips mid way. I run my hands through my hair and he runs his up my body. My mind races with no just my pleasure but also the pleasure that races through him and his spiritual essence. The eyes of my mind flashes with images of flowers and setting suns on far away landscapes. They wonder onto lapping water at my feet and coolness on my naked body even though the whole room is engulfed in flames. The lapping water disappears and I’m walking through the Donkey Shoes door in Bellingham in his skin.
His eyes wander the cafe till they land on me and he can’t help but smile and blush. There is something about me that radiates towards him. A type of energy he’s never felt before, one that doesn’t scream for him to run but instead to come closer. It seems to pull all of his attention into taking in my form from the way my hips tilt as I walk, to the soft curve of my brown lips. His attention breaks as Clove, one of my now ex coworkers, asks if she can show him to a seat.
“I hate to be rude,” he says in his cute accent. “But can he wait on me?”
“You…want Alonso?” Clove asks, eyeing Fernando up and down.
“Yes, please,” he nods. “If that’s not too much of a hastles.”
Clove flushes and walks off towards me pouring steaming black coffee into a customer’s cup.
Tears stream down my face and steam away as though they were never there. Then I feel it.
My cock erupts and his too at the sametime as I moan out in response. All motion stops and the flames extinguish.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v3tck6/forbidden_desires_part_22_end_of_arc_1