First time writing erotica, constructive criticism is appreciated!
It’s the morning after, we’ve been hooking up for a few months now, I come to your place once or twice a week. Sometimes, like this time, I’ll stay the night and leave in the morning. Today is a little different though. It’s my birthday.
I wake with the sun and roll over to find you sound asleep still. I smirk and start kissing my way down your body, very slowly so that you wake up with the feeling of my lips and my hands on your body.
I start to feel your morning wood poke into my side, I look up and find you staring at me with your eyes half-open. “Birthday sex?” I ask.
I can see the look of confusion on your face, I didn’t tell you it was my birthday after all. You say “It’s not my birthday”.
“I know.” I look at you from under my lashes, a smile playing at my lips, and duck under the covers. I hear your breathing deepen and hear you say “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Then suddenly I find myself on my back with you on top as you take control of me. Your hands circle my wrists, holding them as you kiss your way down my body. “Hold them right there” You say as you duck under the covers. I moan when you reach your destination, I feel your mouth on my pussy, eating me out like it’s the first time. Your tongue on my clit, your fingers deep in my pussy. I can’t resist breaking your command as my hands find your hair and I grind into your face. My orgasm taking me by surprise, I moan loudly as I ride it out.
You look up at me and say “Looks like I owe you a punishment for moving your hands, because it’s your birthday I’ll let you choose”
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rxfjif/birthday_sex