Hi there!
This is a little something from a story I am writing and I liked it so much, that I thought I’d post it.
Hope you enjoy :)
Since she thought, that Keylan wouldn’t be at her place for at least two more hours, she prepared the food for the next day. She had a lot of leftovers, again, and boxed them in another lunchbox for Keylan.
There was still some time left, so she got out her nail polish remover, removed the old polish and put on a new pink tone.
Careful not to smudge the result, that she was really happy with, she put away the bottle and blew slightly in her nails to fasten the drying process.
Shortly after that, the door rang.
“He is early”, she thought and opened the door.
Keylan stood in front of the door and took her breath away, as always.
His black long hair was bound in a high ponytail, his black button down shirt matched his black tight pants. She could see his muscles moving through the fabric and bit her lip.
She showed him her hands.
“I still need a moment, my nail polish isn’t dry yet.”
He smirked at her.
“So you can’t defend yourself?”
He walked up to her and kissed her passionately.
Then he slowly turned her around so that she could rest her hands on the kitchen counter.
“I would recommend not to move your hands”, he breathed in her ear before he kissed her neck. She wanted to say something in response but all she could get out was a little gasp.
Carefully he slid down her skirt and removed her panties, agonizingly slow. Now she was naked from her waist downward. The idea and the cool puff of air between her thighs made her shiver and got her wet.
His hand trailed from between her shoulders, over her back, to the round butt, over her sensitive insides of her thigh to her pussy and he could feel how wet she already had become.
Slowly he let his fingers slide over her pussy without entering it, teasing her clitoris and labia. Again and again. She startet to whimper, he notized satisfied. He opened his pants and got out his cock. Carefully he slapped it against her pussy and let it slide over her pussy, just like his fingers before.
He noticed, that she got stiff and calmed her.
“I won’t fuck you until you ask me to.”
She relaxed again and enjoyed the movements of his cock on her clit.
The tip of his fingers stroked her butt und the backside of her thighs.
He played with her.
When she approached an orgasm, she began to shiver und her knees got weak. Then he pulled back, whispering a few naughty words in her ear.
After a few times she tried to press her vulva onto him.
She arched her back to push her butt upward at hoped that he would touch her again.
Her mind was completely blank. The only thing she could think about was the burning heat in her body and her swollen, twitching clit.
With each edge her pussy convulsed in protest.
She wanted more. Needed more!
Her head got heavy and she laid it between her hands on the kitchen counter. Her soft golden curls fell over her hands and the counter. A few rebellious strands remained on her shoulders.
He could see her lust twisted face and her slightly opened mouth.
“Please”, she whimpered.
“Please what?”
Ylva swallowed heavily, her mouth dry from panting.
“I need you. In me…”
He slid one finger in her pussy but she shook her head.
“Say it!”, he ordered.
“Fuck me”, she said breathlessly. Her head dizzy by unsatisfied needs.
He let go of her, nestled with his back pocket and put on a condom. After that he slid his cock over her pussy a few more times to get in wet before he pressed against her with the head of his penis and slowly entered her.
She was so tight, so delicately tight. He couldn’t suppress a moan when he pulled out a bit again to push in further.
Ylva clenched her fists when he got deeper. She felt so full, nearly too full.
“Relax”, whispered Keylan.
He put one hand around her waist and stroked her clit slowly with his thumb.
“Keylan”, Ylva moaned, when she breathed more heavily.
He had found a good rhythm, although he wasn’t in completely yet.
Sue to his girth she felt her G-point being stimulated with every thrust.
In addition to his thumb on his clit she nearly went crazy.
His free hand reached around to her stomach for support her, as her legs started shaking.
“Cum for me”, he murmured into her ear and she exploded.
Her legs failed, when she started shaking uncontrollably and her head threw back in extasy.
He held her to avoid her falling. With her contractions, his cock was additionally massaged in her tight pussy, making him cum a few moments later.
Breathlessly she let her head rest on the kitchen counter again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/twwl01/using_the_kitchen_counter_oc_fm_edging_orgasm