Category: eroticliterature

This morning starts off like any other, laying in bed while my eyes begin to catch the sun breaking through the window. However, while looking over at her, I’m enticed by the sight of bare flesh before me. Something’s different about this time, innocence gone, I’m hungry for her, all of her!
My head begins to run through the night before, laid back with drinks and watching movies. Feeling close, the intimacy of touch from cuddling, seeing the reasons I’m enamored with her.
The eyes that look back deeply, that smile that infectiously makes me smile, and a laugh that makes my heart melt. But, it’s also the primal side, the way her breasts bounce a little while laughing, her eyes looking at your body’s reaction during a hot scene, and looking into your eyes knowing she wants to be used like that while feeling cherished.
As my brain races through recalling these things, I begin to feel that stirring sensation, that hunger, that want of her body. Seeing her peaceful in the calm morning is like unsuspecting prey.
As I roll onto my side, my hand begins a gentle caress of her exposed shoulder, tracing her neck, gliding the back of my hand on her cheek. She is unmoved, so I progress, lightly along her skin I begin to use just my fingertips over the tops of her breasts following the line of the blanket.
Seeing that she is still unsuspecting, that’s when I give in to my desires of her. My hand begins by feeling the contours of her body. The soft feel of her breasts, my hand resisting the urge to just grab, instead continuing to feel her belly, taking its time to enjoy every inch being discovered.
I slowly shuffle myself and begin retracing my hand with my lips. Kissing areas around her sensitive breasts, letting my tongue begin to encircle her awakening nipples. Adjusting myself to begin moving my body down along and savoring the taste of her skin.
She adjusts herself slightly but continues to sleep as I move my hand along her thigh, then planting myself, trailing kisses down over her stomach.
As I begin my next move, I know she will wake, so I must be ready to pounce and claim what’s mine! As I begin to shift myself lower between her soft thighs, I hear her start to wake. Confusion as to what’s happening while feeling me settle myself between her legs, my lips turning from kisses on her hips to licks and grazing teeth on her delicate skin between thigh and the delicious prize I hunger for.
My arms anchor in, hands wrapped over the top of her thighs, my warm breath hovering just above her soft lips. She tries to form words when I begin using my tongue with wide slow movements from opening to clit and her words begin stumbling over themselves. Purrs gets louder, breathing begins to include more body movement, hands searching for purpose finding my hair to grip.
With each reset of my tongue, I go deeper, and pay more focus to the tip of my tongue as it finds her clit. Little movements, swirling, my lips press against, lightly graze my teeth against her. My hands griping, massaging, and expressing my hunger for her.
The haze clearing from her mind, knowing now what’s happening, she begins to grind her hips into my face. She releases my hair to remove the covers, she wants to connect and get lost in my lustful eyes.
I begin getting into more now that I see her reactions. Opening my mouth and pushing my tongue deep, she gasps, applying light suction while pulling back, my teeth grazing her lips. The taste of her is only making me more insatiable.
She grabs my hair tighter now, tongue exploring, my lips massaging her, pulling her wetness out, mess on my face, growling with each breath. She is getting closer, “Don’t stop!” she exclaimed. Internally grinning a devilish look, as I shift one hand to begin increasing the sensations.
I immediately notice how ready she was though as 3 fingers push past her velvety grip. Her muscles contract feeling that fullness she was yearning for. Curling my fingers upward with a slight pressure, sliding in and pulling out letting my fingers glide along her g-spot.
She moans louder, hips grinding harder, her grip on my hair tightening. She begins to want to lose control before she remembers, “please sir, may I cum?”, these words excite me more, I begin overloading her senses, she’s trying so hard to scramble the question again “ppppllease, sir…. I’m going to cum”… I pull back and let her breathe, she’s gulping air, now in a voice of relief but also frustration “will you give me relief sir?”
Picking my head up just enough to show her the deviant inside, grinning, I tell her to hold out as long as she can for sir…
Now with a more lustful purpose I move my fingers in and out, keeping pressure on that spot to drive her wild. My tongue circling her clit, flicking, my moans of hunger reverberating against her lips.
Her hands clawing for my hair, spasms shooting through her body. I know she’s getting closer, I don’t relent, I want her to cave.
Her moans begin to come with whimpers, she’s trying to bite the pillow to hang onto this feeling but knows it’s coming in like a crashing wave.
She finally bursts out with a loud cry of pleasure, body tightens, she clinches around my fingers. Unable to control this feeling taking over body, the rush of orgasm leaving her as she squirts.
I lick every drop off her body and feel her convulse as she tries to catch her breath. I move myself up to kiss her, her eyes lost in ecstacy, my kiss grounding her back to me. She tastes herself on my lips and melts into a more passionate kiss, my body pressed against hers.
Looking in her eyes, I tell her “thank you babygirl for such a delicious treat in bed, how about some coffee?”. Still trying to settle herself, she nods yes, I kiss her forehead, “ok, please just relax and bask in that glow, I’ll be right back”.