(My first erotica, be gentle with me… it’s raw and unedited- pay attention to the content, not grammar. I’m a little nervous about sharing this…)
I did not have long to spare, but I ran over there to make the most of every second that I did have.
I was barely through the door when he grabbed me by the throat. He pressed his body on mine, my back against the wall. I could feel the full extent of his hard dick letting me know he was as ready as I was.
“I fucking missed you,” he declared looking me right in my eyes. His sincerity almost made me melt into a puddle.
His hand was still on my neck, he squeezed lightly and then kissed me so passionately it was like we were breathing the same air.
We kissed madly as if we had not seen one another in years and it had only been a few days. It was like that every time and I basked in it.
We backed into the bedroom clothes flying in every direction over our heads and kicking them out from beneath our feet.
“I’ve been needing you,” he said in a tone that ached with a mix of raw honesty, desperation, and satisfaction. He was always that way, so fucking grateful like I was royalty or something.
The way he worshiped and desired me made me feel flawless, and that kind of confidence freed something in me.
Pleasing him pleased me, but it was so much more than that. I wanted him to feel the way he made me feel.
He made it seem that my presence alone was enough and every touch was almost too much to bear, emphasizing that I was right where I needed to be.
I quivered from the pure excitement of being longed for so genuinely.
Feeling wanted this way unleashed an inner beast I hardly knew existed.
I did not only want him between my legs although my wetness beckoned for him, I wanted him in my mouth, all of it, and there was so much to take.
I happily dropped to my knees, enthusiastically actually.
Never in my life was I so willing to be submissive, to bow before anyone, but he was different.
I couldn’t help but moan, he had barely touched me and I was on the verge of an orgasm.
We stripped off what little clothing remained and I kept eye contact as I let it slide into my mouth and deep into my throat.
I loved how his hand rested on the back of my head inside my hair, softly yet earnestly stroking my scalp.
It only encouraged me to suck with more devotion, reiterating that I had missed him as well.
I was quite skilled at controlling my gag reflex, but between his length and sheer throbbing hardness, I couldn’t help but choke.
Breathless and saliva everywhere, my eyes welled up with tears that fell down my cheeks. I closed my eyes for a moment and he grabbed me by my throat pulling me up to meet me with a kiss just as my eyes opened.
I felt validated, so wonderfully nasty and so completely his.
He attempted to bring me up onto him, but I shook my head.
“No, ” I whispered, “I want to.”
And I did, I savored the moments of pleasuring him because so often it seemed I was the one who was prioritized.
Everything I did for him I did wholeheartedly with the most effort and the least inhibitions. Partly because I couldn’t help it and partly because if he ventured elsewhere with another woman- it was imperative that I would be all that he could think of.
He was gifted with nine inches of perfection and I was honored to take every single one.
I knelt back down and as the tip touched my tongue he threw me on the bed.
It must have been my sheer will to please him that moved him because his moans became almost animalistic growls as he pulled my hair loose. My body shook from pure anticipation as he began to kiss me everywhere. Every time his lips touched me I tingled, my body craved him, the way it did air or food. He had become a necessity, dare I say an addiction. I became putty in his touch.
“Take me any way you want me,” fell out of my mouth. It was a mix between a demand and me begging him.
I truly took joy in what he bought out of me- this comfortability to be unrestrained and the unadulterated urge to be ravaged.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11b2i06/on_lunchbreak_mf_age_30s_oral
Nice work. Looking forward to the conclusion.