It’s 11 pm on a Sunday night. We’re in bed, face to face, entirely naked.
The crisp, soft sheets, are tucking us in as we roll and switch from each others sides of the bed.
Our minty breath has made our lips cool and tounges icey yet warm. We’re making out and his hands slip to the underside of my ass checks. My arms are around his shoulders as our hips motion back and forth, rubbing ourselves into each other.
His cock is getting harder and I feel him lean further into me and our skin is rubbing together.
The cool blankets are swaying, letting the nights light air inside our intimate moment. I slide under him and spread my legs to let his hips in between. I wrap my legs around his thighs, allowing him to get closer.
I’m wet and his cock is rubbing my clit slightly with pressure. Our hips still motioning and mirroring each other’s movements to get closer and closer.
He is biting my neck and I’m sucking on his lower earlobe. The intimacy is hot and the night has taken a romantic turn. Unkowningly, We left the candles going and we’re looking into each others eyes and kissing each other passionately. We’re putting light pressure on our lips and grazing our tounges together. My hands have traveled to his chest, his hips, and over his ass. I grab his ass and push it further into my spread legs. I guide his cock into my wet little pussy and it immediately makes me moan.
His cock takes my breath away at the first entrance. He fills me up and pushes all of his cock all the way inside of me. Our motioning hasn’t stopped as he starts to add more pressure into our humping.
I let out a little squeak as I’m overwhelmed by the first few pumps of our intimate night. The night is only begging and daddy already has me going…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k44jac/crisp_passion_lit_by_candles_on_a_sunday_night