It’s my first story, and english ain’t my native tongue so I’d appreciate any feedback you guys and gals could give me. Anyways, here’s the story
Fabric. Cigarettes. Alcohol. Pleasure. In. Out.
All words bouncing through Catherine’s head as her lover the fucked her brains out. Every time his hips collided with her’s Catherine could feel her entire body rocking back and forth. Every time the man pushed his member deep into her she felt electrical signals of pleasure shoot up through her body and into her mind, overpowering any rational or reasonable thought. The only real thoughts she could form were singular words about sensations. The feeling of the smooth, silky satin-sheat against her skin. The smell of cigarettes. The alcohol in her bloodstream.
In. Out. In. Out.
Her face, which normally had a look of calm ‘togetherness’ permanently engraved on it had been distorted into one of lust. Her eyes were rolled back, her mouth was open to allow her sweet moans to escape her throat and her blonde hair was in a complete mess from all the exploratory grabbing and pulling her lover had done.