On a Hot Day [MF]

It’s a hot day. We’re resting on the couch. I’m wearing a rose-colored silk nightgown and you’re in your underwear. I slide off the couch and stand up in front of you. I turn around with my back facing you. *There’s something unmistakably arousing about turning around, knowing your eyes are on me.*

I slide the straps off my shoulders and the nightgown falls to my ankles. *I like feeling silk slide on my skin; it makes my hair stand on end.*

I’m not wearing anything underneath except thin black lace panties. I bend over and step outside my gown.

I feel your hands grab my waist from behind but instead I pull you up and off the couch.

We stand close together and your hand grazes my thigh, gliding upwards. You feel my breast, gently massaging it. *You know I like your gentle hands caressing me.*

I remove your underwear and lay you on the floor. I insert my index finger into your mouth and explore your mouth. Your lips roll over it and let go of my finger reluctantly. I take my finger and trace my lips with it.

Trilogy – Part 3

We exit the bathroom wrapped in our towels, our wet hair hangs free over our shoulders, dripping on the floor. She heads to the bedroom but I grab her wrist and pull her back into my arms.

“Come here.”

I lick her lips slowly then slide my tongue inside her mouth; I missed it already. My tongue curls around hers. She ends our kiss abruptly and falls back against the wall.

“Should we..” Her voice trails off as she glances at the second bedroom at the end of the hallway. Her eyes spell out her need for more. I smile mischievously and nod.

We walk to the second bedroom and knock twice. No answer. I open the door carefully; he’s still asleep. We enter tiptoeing slowly. We drop our towels at the foot of his bed. We giggle silently. I crawl under the covers and lie next to his sleeping body. She sits on his bedside table, one leg on top of the other.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” I rub his chest lightly, trying to wake him up. He’s a deep sleeper.

She leans in close and licks his beard – he loves it when we do that.

Trilogy – Part 2

[PART 1] (https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6knq1a/trilogy_part_1/)

She takes my hand and we step into the bathtub together. She turns the hot water on – we’re both hot water people. I turn a knob and the shower head above rains searing water on us. Her long black hair, now drenched, falls heavily over her forehead. I brush it away and pull her into another kiss. Grabbing her waist closer, I move my hand smoothly over her ass, my middle finger pushing down and into her sweet crack. Her teeth bite on my lower lip, dragging it away.

“Yes.”

She fuses her lips with mine again. My middle finger ventures to her asshole. I circle it gently with the tip of my finger. I feel her tongue pause inside my mouth, a slight cringe; she slaps my ass again. I push my middle finger into her asshole slowly, listening to her moans in my mouth.

*Slap!* My finger dives deep inside her; the kiss interrupted by a moan now louder than tongues. She gasps and—

Trilogy – Part 1

I hear the door close; she’s home.

She takes off her black stilettos by the door. I call her from the bathroom.

“Rose. I’m in the bathroom.”

She comes to me, standing by the sink. She looks gorgeous in a plain white shirt – not completely see-through but translucent enough that I can see her purple lace bra – and tight burgundy leather mini skirt.

“I’m about to shower, wanna join?” I take off an old t-shirt that I can’t let go of despite her incessant urging to throw it away.

I stand in my brick red bra and black panties. She looks at me with smiling eyes but says, “I’m exhausted. It was a long day at work. I think I’ll nap, you enjoy.” She leans in and kisses my lips quickly.

She walks away and I hear her footsteps fade as she heads to the bedroom.

Tied [MF]

He wakes up and finds himself alone in bed. He gets up to check if she left. Stepping out of the bedroom, he finds her standing in the kitchen. She’s in her black babydoll, satin flowing over her curves, barely covering her delicious ass. She’s dicing tomatoes by the kitchen sink. She opens the cupboard overhead and grasps for a bowl; she’s too short. Standing on her toes, she reaches again, higher. Her babydoll is pulled up. He glimpses her lace pink panties hugging her ass; his favorite pair. He approaches her stealthily and holds her body from behind.

“Morning.” His arms wrap around her abdomen, his palms resting on her groin.

“Hey you.” She turns her head to the side and kisses his cheek quickly.

He extends his tongue and slides it over her neck slowly. His tongue reaches her earlobe.

“I’m cutting the…” He takes her earlobe between his lips and starts sucking on it slowly.

The knife slows down as it slices through the tomato skin. She closes her eyes enjoying his touch.

“Ouch!” She flinches. The knife dipped into her skin; a bleeding finger. He sees a small drop of blood oozing out from the tip of her index finger.