Standing in her bedroom, arms around each other, I looked down at my friend’s face
“You have pretty eyes,” I say
She responds. “Are you flirting with me?”
“Depends, do you want me to?”
“Yes”
I stroke a strand of hair off of her cheek, “your face is stunning, your eyes shine like sapphires, your skin softer than the finest silk, and your…”
She comes in closer.
“Lips are…”
Our faces are nearly touching.
“Beautiful.”
We start kissing romantically, and hold each other closer and tighter.
“I’ve wanted this for so long.” She says
“Me too.”
Our mouths are inseparable, our tongues both explorers in uncharted territory.
As I slip my hand down her waist and onto her thigh, we stop, and look at each other. The look of want and longing on her face, and a quick nod tell me all I need to know. As we continue to kiss, I can hear her moan from my hand between her legs, and I can feel her holding on to me tighter than before. I gently push her against a wall, and start to kiss her neck, her head on my shoulder expressing her pleasure as I do.
She grabs my free hand, “to the bed”
She leads me there, knowing what we both want, and I lay her down, put my hands on her shoulders, and push my knee between her legs as I kiss her some more.
She tugs at my shirt, taking it off, and I return the favor. Her body is beautiful, her soft skin on her delightful curves, it’s perfect. Her breasts were trapped under a black bra, and I quickly went to free them. She unbuckles my belt, and I take off my pants, and while I’m up, I grab the waist of her black jeans and pull them off along with her underwear. There she was, in all of her glory, her naked beauty was now candid, she wasn’t just an attractive person, she was a work of art, sculpted from stone.
Her pleasure is all I want and all I need; I lower my head down, and begin to give her pleasure. I wrap my arms around her thighs, as she pushes my head in with her hands, her moans like a muse’s song, enchanting me. We weren’t talking, words weren’t needed, we both understood the want of pleasure, and both felt the presence of love.
I get that this is kinda abstract in a way. I was trying to write something erotic, but without any oversexualization, focusing on the love and want between the two characters. I titled it Galatea after the Greek myth, because I wanted to describe a sexual situation that was perfect to me
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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xwx767/a4f_galatea_cunnilingus_fingering_kissing
Delightful 😉