*It was again one of those days.* *When it’s between the legs more moisture than in the air.* *Wet hair straight out of the shower, on the terrace slowly and with pleasure smoking last joint, in the glass she had a drop of whiskey.* *”You could afford a little of him” …* *She thought aloud.*
*He could come again.* *A little visit.* *Completely so unexpected.*
*It was in the middle of the night, when she could not sleep and was on the balcony reading her favorite blogs, the bell suddenly rang.*
*”Hey, baby, it’s me. I hope I didn’t wake you up, just came back from a trip. Can I get a coffee? ‘.*
*For a few seconds she couldn’t breath, and then finally, as mesmerized said, “Yes, of course.”*
*She felt so soft.* *Her knees were wobbling.* *As always, when she saw and heard him.* *Yes, this is so called a special effect.*
*Slowly, as if she doesn’t want him,she opened the door and invited him in.*
*He looked tired, as if he needed a massage.* *Or maybe something else?*
*But as always, he was smiling.* *He looked deep in her eyes.* *She felt his gaze gently piercing through her soft, fresh skin.*
*His eyes gazed through her nightdress and in embarrassed she began moving towards the kitchen.*
*”You want some coffee?”* *she asked confused,while in her mind she undressed him a thousand times.*
*She poured coffee in her two favourite cups.* *He grabbed it, took a sip, but still didn’t take his eyes of her body.*
*”You’re sexy” he said and moved closer to her.* *”I like night owls.”*
*He came so close that she could smell the fresh coffee.* *”It’s good” he whispered in her ear, so that she felt his hot breath on her neck.*
*Which was hotter than the coffee.* *Shivers went down her spine.* *Blood boiling in the veins.*
*With his soft silky lips, he slided down her neck.* *She didn’t dare to breath.*
*She closed her eyes and heard only the sound of a cup putted down.*
*She felt her silk nightdress slidding down her thighs.* *She didn’t even know when he opened the zipper on her nightdrees, she only knew that she was standing before him completely naked.*
*In the dark saturday night.*
*He was slidding his tounge over her body, abdomen, to the nipples, which were now soaked with his saliva and hardened under his tongue.*
*It seemed like he had it all offered. He put her on the counter.*
*With his tongue he walked around her pussy, around and around.* *She was losing it.*
*She wanted him.* *More than ever before.* *She was crying and moaning loud and he knew she enjoyed it.*
*Then he gave her a kiss, so that she could taste her pussy, then finished what he started doing.*
*His tongue was sweeter than her sweet coffee.*
*All wet he was teasing her with circular motion.* *She was now watching what he was doing …his eyes closed and his tongue was literally eating her out. She was a moaning mess right there.*
*He was holding her thighs so tightly that she could not move her hips, just giving slight wobbles in the direction of his head.*
*She was offering her to him.*
*He just whispered to her and teased her “how is it good when it is wet.”*
*For a moment, he looked at her how she enjoy this and listened to her how she was moaning in the rhythm of the event.*
*He nibbled his lips.* *Again, she closed her eyes, enjoyed zhis and imagined that his tongue is his dick. She wanted to help him with her fingers, but he didn’t allow it.*
*With his own hands he grasped for her hands so that they couldn’t move.* *She wrapped her legs around his neck and leave it.*
*Everything until the scream.She orgazmed powerfull.* *She could feel his saliva, which is bathed by her wetness.*
*Both were so perfect complement.*
*Now it was time for him. He* immediately trowed his pants and boxers down.
He was so turned on. She saw his very big dick standing and waiting to enter her. And she got excited again. He suddenly entered her and both moaned together. He started moving first slowly, then fast. She was loosing it again.
Just a little bit and she will cum again.
He got even faster. They moaned each other names and cummed together.She felt his cum go all the way to her womb.
She felt so satisfied after such a long time he didn’t fuck her.
She told him to stay but he didn’t, she knew this was the last time she saw him.
‘He didn’t drink the coffe to the end so it cooled down. At least he fucked me’ she tought.
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Hope ya’ll will like it. An old story of mine, I decided to post here.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k3srp6/didnt_drink_coffe_until_the_end_it_cooled_down_fm
That was so hot! When are you posting more?