“Baby it’s been such a long day, I could use a back rub.” As soon as I said it, I knew where it would lead.
Your smile told me you knew it too as you say, “I’ll get the lotion.”
I ditch my top and lay face down on the bed, still wearing my little lounge shorts, I get comfy resting my head on my arms waiting for you. When you arrive you straddle my body, sitting on my rump, open the lotion and squirt some on my skin. It’s cold, but the warmth of your strong hands followed rubbing them up and down my back smearing the lotion in. I start to sink into that relaxation as you caress and message my sore muscles, breathing deeply and drifting away.
You move your body further down mine positioning yourself to massage my legs and I come back to life. Your hands are wandering, then slip under the bottom hem of my shorts. Traveling their journey over my ass and hips, I feel that instant yearning. My body wants what you’ve got. When your hands reemerge, you swiftly yank my shorts off leaving me exposed as you finger my smooth pink nether region.
I hardly have time to catch my breath when your hands spread me open to make way for your wet mouth as it begins teasing and tasting my holes. Your tongue playing discovery parting my lips to find I’m already moist for you. My soft whimpers motivate a deeper dive of your tongue driving me wild.
I feel you move away, the sounds of your buckle to follow. Assertive hands take hold of my legs to flip me over and my heart is racing. Your fingers dance in my wetness pushing my arousal to a heightened desire as I watch you with eager eyes. Covering my body with yours, those lips I love to kiss explore my soft skin. Neck, shoulders, breasts. My breath becomes shallow when your warm mouth takes my left nipple inside, I must let out that soft gentle moan you have heard so many times. Finally, you end my torment pushing your full length inside me slowly, filling me completely.
I wrap my long legs around you as if I could not get you close enough. Slowly rocking your body into mine, marinating yourself in my tight moist world, you reach under my shoulder to tug at my hair. My head tilts back and you pull harder, fucking me deeper. Skin against skin, our bodies are moist from being so tightly pressed together, leaving no space between us. I feel my wave of pleasure build and keep building towards that sweet release as your cock massages and invades all areas of my hungry cunt.
I feel that wave break and wash over me saturating my entire being with pleasure. You tug my hair once again while you endlessly push me further riding the most delicious orgasm. My pussy pulsing its sweetness over your cock making us slick, you breath out a sensual moan in my ear as you cum. Our warm trembling bodies tangled and grasping for every last bit of that shared ecstasy before it subsides.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kzidbn/consuming_me_mf_making_love_shared_orgasm
Mmmmmm marinating himself in your body- I LOVE that! I’m totally using that phrase sometime. This was steamy! Thank you!
“Our warm trembling bodies tangled and grasping for every last bit of that shared ecstasy before it subsides.”
Great clincher to pull together the whole erotic experience. I love the whole theme of “shared” because, after all, you KNEW “[a]s soon as [you] said it” that both of you essentially shared the realization of “where it would lead.” You had this shared catalogue of experiences and were comfortable enough to ask for a back rub despite (or perhaps because of?) what would eventually happen. And you both derived deep pleasure. So—shared inferences, shared knowledge of the ritual and shared erotic bliss; that’s the depiction of lovers sharing love. Sweet and beautiful!