An excerpt from my upcoming erotic novel: 19th century England, a young girl in a loveless marriage must escape her abusive husband, so she disguises herself as a boy and goes aboard a ship. Her secret doesn’t last for long when a handsome sailor discovers her. After much tension, their desires for one another become uncontrollable:
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“Do you want me?” He asks.
I nod.
“Say it,” he says and rubs between my legs a little faster. The pleasure is indescribable. Every fiber of my body shivers at his command.
“Take me,” I whisper, my voice breaking from the pleasure.
“Do you want me to put my cock inside you?”
I moan and nod. He chuckles and nibbles at my neck while his free hand massages my nipples. “Say it,” he whispers in my ear.
I sink my nails in the flesh of his back and he exhale. My body is his, he can take me in any way he wants. He is on top of me now, rubbing against my open legs. My body longs for him. I am dripping with desire, but he still withholds the ultimate pleasure from me.
“Say you want my hard cock inside you.”
“I…” a soft moan escapes my lips as I try to speak. His fingers go deeper inside me, and I can’t help but arch my back, rock back and forth, anything to feel his fingers and his hands deeper inside my body. “I. Want. Your hard, big cock inside me,” I say. “I want you to fuck me until I forget my name,” I moan, “until there is no more pleasure left inside me.”
He takes his fingers out of my cunt and rubs them on my nipples, causing a whole new host of sensations that make me shiver and contort with pleasure. He then sticks his fingers in my mouth. “Can you taste it?” he asks. “Can you taste your cunt?”
I nod, strangely aroused by the salty flavor and the feeling of his fingers exploring my mouth.
“I want to taste it, too,” he says and pushes my legs further open. Slowly, slowly and passionately he kisses his way to my muff. I feel him part the skin, and it is like he is parting the gates of an endless dam. I feel his tongue slowly caress me from the inside, and his fingers penetrating me in every possible way. I come. I come for a long time, but he is not done with me yet.
He keeps licking and massaging my pussy, slowly, patiently. It’s like he wants to extract all the longing and desire from my body and consume it for himself. I hang on to the sides of the bed, bite my lips in an effort to not scream from arousal. I come again, only this time a river of pleasure drenches the sheets. He on his knees on the bed, his cock erect and hard, I can almost feel it throb.
“Fuck me,” I whisper, and he smiles.
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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t3urxn/sailor_discovers_firstmate_is_a_girl_dressed_as