7 Minutes in Heaven

He grabs her hand and pulls her into the pantry. The suddenness of it leaves her weightless and her stomach drops like she had just gone down a rollercoaster. Before she can regain her composure, he grabs her hips and pulls her in close. She can feel the heat coming off his semi-hard cock. Already, she feels her lace panties getting wet with anticipation. She knows that everyone is just outside, but she doesn’t care. He brings up a hand, slowly hugging the curves of her body, resting his hand upon her neck. With slight careful pressure, he grabs her by the throat and lifts her lips to his. A shiver runs down the back of her spine and her heart skips a beat. His lips gently caress hers and his tongue playfully dances with hers. She feels his breathing deepen, low heavy breaths which she begins to mimic. As they continue the erotic dance with their lips, she feels him rub his, now fully erect, member up against her thigh. She feels the outline of his throbbing cock pass against her increasingly wet pussy. She wraps her arms around him and pulls him towards her womanhood. As he continues to slowly stroke his cock against her, she feels the tip of his dick casually play up against her clit. He removes his hand from her neck and slides it back down her body, stopping briefly on her breasts. His hand slides down her stomach and she feels his fingers sliding further.

His fingers slide effortlessly against her dripping lips. He takes care to rub up one side and down the other. She moans from his touch, his gentle, passionate touch. She feels him rest on her clit. With his fingers he traces the alphabet as she squirms and wonders how he knows exactly what she wants. He seems to respond to her movements, his fingers going right where they are needed. Every so often his fingers slip down to her opening, teasing the entrance with his warm soft fingertips. She feels it building inside her body, as he continues to tease her pussy. Mastering his craft like a musician would play their instrument, or a painter with their paintbrush. She can’t hold out any longer. She succumbs to the pleasure, her legs give and her body spasms, she buries her head in his chest as she moans with ecstasy.
She senses that their encounter is far from over. He removes his hand from her dripping wet panties and grabs his rock hard, throbbing cock. He strokes it a few times while looking into her eyes. She knows what he wants. She slowly drops to her knees as he continues to massage his bulging member. She grabs his package with one hand and pulls him to her lips. He lets out an exhausted breath as she kisses his tip and rolls her tongue on his shaft. Already, beads of cum pool on his engorged head. She licks it up and proceeds to take him in. Slowly working her lips around his cock, she feels him deep in her throat. Up and down, she bobs, her tongue cradling his dick as she brings him closer to orgasm. He grabs the back of her hair and guides her. She feels him bulge and twitch inside her mouth. She feels him tense his stomach muscles and she knows what is coming. She braces his cock deep into her throat preparing for his release. With one final thrust he cums. She feels the warm liquid fill her mouth as she swallows his seed. It takes multiple swallows for her to take all he had to offer. He grabs her and pulls her up. He kisses her and whispers in here ear “That’s a good girl,” as replaces his cock and sucks on her earlobe. She can tell this isn’t the last time she hears it.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rez0la/7_minutes_in_heaven

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