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We get back to our hotel room after our date. We’ve had a lovely dinner, and a few drinks, and I’m starting to feel frisky. ‘Not yet, baby’, you toy with me, ‘We’ll have our fun in a while’. I let go, while you go to the washroom, and start to wash your face. You leave the door open, and wink at me as you go in. Confused, yet feeling lusty, I pick myself off the bed and follow you. You look at me through the mirror and ask, ‘Did I look pretty today?’. As if you didn’t know the answer to that question (YES! A THOUSAND FUCKING TIMES YES!!!). I nod at you, slowly running my eyes up and down your body, taking your beauty in. I step forward, and hold you below the waist. I can feel you shudder with excitement. I part the hair behind your neck, and give you a kiss. ‘Yes, my sweetheart. You looked absolutely gorgeous today.’
‘Hmm, you could’ve mentioned it atleast’, you say, as you feign mild annoyance. I don’t say anything. I kiss you behind the neck again. You start to tremble. I can feel you tense up. I reach upwards, and cusp your breasts, and give them a soft squeeze. Gosh, I’m already starting to get hard. You start to grind that beautiful but against me, slowly, rhythmically. You know it drives me wild when you do that. At this point, I’m ready to tear off that little black dress you’re wearing, but you turn around and raise a finger and place it on my lips. ‘Not here baby’, you say, ‘We’ve got a nice comfy bed to get to’. Reluctantly, I agree. I’m your slave, and you know it. You know what drives me mad, and you take full pleasure in teasing me. You rub your hand on my crotch and get a good feel, and see that your work is half done already. You smile coyly, and drag me back to the bed. I dim the lights on the way, and set some nice, sultry and seductive jazz music to play in the background.
You start to get a feel for the music, and start grinding and dancing against me, just like you did the first time we danced in that dimly lit bar. That memory is still so vivid in my head. I grab you by the waist, and pull you even closer, holding you even tighter against my body. You gasp, as you feel how hard I’ve become. ‘Take off your shirt’, you command. I take off that black shirt, the one that you love, and throw it into a corner. You kiss my chest, while grinding against me. You run your tongue around my neck, and nibble lightly. I’m trying to restrain myself from tearing off your dress and making love to you that very instant. ‘No baby, not yet. Let me have my fun.’, you smile. It’s almost as if you can read my mind. I stare into your eyes, taking in your beauty. ‘Unzip your pants. Let me have at him now. I’ve waited all night to have him in my mouth’, you say. Gladly, I oblige. I take my pants off, while you get to your knees. I place a pillow under your knees, all the while looking into your eyes. You stroke me, slowly, teasing me. You lick me, slowly. You know I want more, yet, you continue to tease me. You can see the lust and the frustration in my eyes, and enjoy, knowing that I will break you soon after. You put me in your mouth, and lick. You continue to suck and stroke, and you can see my eyes roll back in pleasure. You keep playing with me, stroking me, licking me, until I can’t take it anymore. ‘No!’, you exclaim, ‘You can’t come yet. You get to come only when I tell you’. I nod, as I help you stand. I kiss you, and kiss every inch of your face. I reach behind, and unzip your dress, as I can feel you tense up. I run my fingers down your back, and I can feel you shudder. I help you out of your dress, and watch you in your sexy lingerie. You can see the lust and craving in my eyes, and smile shyly. ‘Be gentle, okay?’, you ask, knowing that I will be anything but that.
I kiss your breasts, lightly at first. I unhook your bra, and throw it into another corner of the room. ‘You’ve gotten pretty good at that now’, you quip. I grab you by the neck lightly, turn your face away, and lick your neck, just at the spot that you like. You shudder heavily now, tensing up. You try to pull away, but I grab onto you even harder. You know how much I enjoy it when you pretend to struggle. I bite your neck, and you quiver, weak at the knees. I push you onto the bed, and climb on top of you. I hold your hands down, and bite your neck again. You squeal in pleasure. I can feel you breathe heavily now. I know you want me inside you. But just like you, I enjoy teasing you too.
I run my tongue along your breasts, and nibble at them, just the way you like. You struggle even more, but I’m too strong for you to break free. I keep kissing you everywhere, your breasts, your neck, your lips, your forehead, your arms, everywhere. You look into my eyes, and I can see the hunger in your eyes too. ‘Put him inside’, you beg, ‘please! I want to feel him inside me. I want him to stretch me out!’
Not just yet though. I’m not done teasing and pleasuring you yet, and you know that. I slide your panties off, and i can feel your wetness on them. This turns me on even more. You free your hand, and start stroking me again. You can feel me get harder. My cock feels like a club in your hands. I put out two fingers for you to lick. You lick them, confused. Then, as you realise what I’m about to do, a smile settles across your face. I put two fingers into you, and I can feel you tighten around me. I almost didn’t need you to lick me, cause you were dripping wet. I start to finger you, slowly at first, but steadily building up rhythm. Your back arches, and your eyes roll into your head. You grab onto me even harder, screaming in pleasure. You grab me tightly, almost choking me, but I dont stop. Your legs flail wildly, almost as if they had a mind of their own. You can’t control your body anymore, you realise. I keep fingering you, while your body tightens up, embroiled in the flames of pleasure, searing through your body. You breathe heavily now. You know what you want, but you can’t bring yourself to say it. You look at me, with wide eyes, trying to mouth what you want. ‘Say it.’, I command. You shake your head, unable to form the words that would give you what you’re craving for. ‘Say it. I want to hear you say it.’ I command again, knowing full well what you desire. ‘Put him inside me, for fuck’s sake!’, you scream finally.
I pick you up, turn you around, until your resting on all fours and facing away from me. I enter you from behind. I feel you tense up and gasp, as I put all of my cock inside you. You squeal in pleasure as you feel yourself stretch. You tighten yourself even more, as I push myself in deeper. Your wetness is dripping out now. I start to thrust, slowly at first, but steadily building up rhythm. You bury your head into the pillow, knowing what will come next. I start thrusting faster and faster, like a jackhammer, and you let out a muffled scream. I keep on thrusting, feeling waves of pleasure overcome my body. ‘Fuck me! Fuck me harder!’, you goad me on. ‘Even if I get tired, don’t stop until you come’, you say. I feel like I’m falling in love with you all over again. I keep fucking you, while you’re squealing in pleasure. Until I stop. ‘What happened? Why’d you stop?’, you ask. ‘ I want you to ride me now’, I grunt back.
I lie down on the bed, and you climb on top of me. I take in your beauty again, as you get on top of me. You guide me inside you, and you slowly start bouncing on my cock. I see the pleasure that you feel, as your clit rubs against my cock. I look at your supple breasts, and drag you down, closer to my body, and start sucking on them. You ride me harder and harder, and I can feel myself about to come. ‘Babe, I’m about to-‘, but I’m cut short by you. ‘No! Not yet. Not now.’, you reply. You get off me, and somehow, I manage to hold it in. I kiss you again, and run my tongue all across your torso.
‘There’s one more thing left for you to do’, you say. ‘ I want you to come on me. I’m yours.’ I look at you, almost giddy with euphoria. We get off the bed, and you get on your knees. You start sucking my cock again, and stroking it, harder and faster. I feel those waves of pleasure over coming my body. I shudder, just moments away from orgasm. ‘Where do you want to come, baby?’, you ask, innocently. ‘Anywhere you want me to’, I reply. ‘Hmmm’, you think, ‘My breasts didn’t get enough love from you today. Finish on them?’ I have no time left to reply, as I blow a massive load all over your breasts. They’re covered, soaked, and dripping. I fall back on the bed, and you climb onto it. ‘Happy?’, you ask, knowing full well what the answer is. I nod, unable to formulate words. ‘Well, next time, I’ll let you finish inside me. You’ll like that, won’t you? Now, help me get cleaned up’. We both stumble into the shower and clean ourselves up, enjoying the relaxing hot water. We walk back to the bed and lie down, curled up in each others arms and drift off to sleep, fully satisfied.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8l4sef/for_my_love_mf