note: kinda sappy and written all without being checked over or anything so any advice is appreciated, wrote it all in one go on reddit so don’t judge.
it was a small dinner, containing my 3 sisters, father and mother, and him and I, all so they could gaze at the beauty I found. it was a cool day, the sun fading away, everyone outside with eachother, the music was meaningless to everyone but us, we danced on the pavement as everything finished cooking. it was all planned by me. my last chance to have a purpose in a family I mattered so little to.
that’s what made him so special, I didn’t matter so little, I was a goddess in his eyes, I was his will to live. his reason to end if I ever asked, I was everything a person ever dared to be to another. he followed me around the house hand in hand,I was nervous and he knew he had to stick by me or I’d lose it.
so when he did follow me downstairs to my bedroom, grabbing at my waist as we met the doorway, I knew my small yet fast steps were becoming too much for both of us, he turned me to him and kissed me softly on the cheeks, nose, forehead before sweetly meeting my lips for a long period I wish was longer. he was mine and I was his but it always more established how much I was his, how his teeth and nails ripped at my flesh with such a sweetness.
he treated me like a delicacy, dragging his tongue and teeth against my bare skin as if his last meal. I didn’t moan, I whimpered, I felt weak, struggling to stay still as his breath left a sort of sweat on my skin like a cold window. whispering in my ear as he skinned me of my clothes slowly, tearing me down till I’m nothing but bones. I was his, his final meal on death row, his will to live, the only reason either of us could exist. if it wasn’t for how we began I feel neither of us would’ve lived to see the day.
I sat in his lap, our bare thighs meeting again, mine colder while his warmer, my body practiced its tolerance to an ice bath, while his body did the same but with a sauna. I loved his taste, sitting in my nose and the back of my throat any time I wasn’t thinking of him.
my gut felt empty without him, his hands warmed my thighs as he reached for the only bit of warmth I had in me, his fingers dug in carefully, filling me ilup before slowly curling into the walls, I squeezed and squeaked starting to squirm. his weight on me stopped me from escaping but not pushing, I was sensitive, he was my first and only. we didn’t do it enough for me not to feel overwhelmed by it.
his fingers left me empty before he stood and removed his pants, he was thick and a little more then average, a girth that stretched me out everytime. I always had to take a minute to adjust to his size. when we were comfortable he teased me at first, going slow, rolling his hips carefully into me before I started to move him with my legs. we preferred making me the pillow princess, watching eachother’s reactions. as he got closer he got rougher, more vocal, he knew how much I liked it. his voice singing in my ear about how good I felt, how he needed me.
we didn’t use protection, he finished inside and I felt his juices fill into me, I couldn’t help but finish in the process with him, feeling his twitches along with his rising chest.
we sat up, still inside me as I towered over him, we giggled and kissed. kissing, and kissing our tongues meeting in the end.
“gods I need to fuck you right now.”
you would never believe someone if they said a few simple words killed them, but if you could see his face, how his hands grabbed me, how breathless he sounded, you’d be dead too. I was on my back again getting my brain pounded out of me, his hand on my stomach, pushing into me so I’d be forced to notice him. his other hand was using my shoulder as leverage to keep me still, keep me from escaping his needs. I stopped thinking, I laid there and took it, the only thought on my mind that could possibly exist was his cock fucking me like some toy and God did I enjoy it. he finished in me again, my body was too overstimulated to process the fact I had finished more than once on him. before he had even finished my thighs were dripping with my own juice.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11vavxx/all_of_my_goodness_is_going_with_you_now