Short Stories

Pleasing Him


My legs are shaking and my sex is wet, anticipating when your lips will finally meet mine. Your oral assault on me gets me every time. But let’s switch it up for a change, brushing your hard staff with the tips of my fingers, making you rise inch by inch until you are fully erect. I get on my knees and bow to your manhood before I abruptly take you deep down my throat and suck like a Popsicle that’s about to melt on a hot day. I slurp and smack and spit, sloppy and messy. You groan and breathe quickly in and out. You tell me to slow down but I keep going, it’s my turn to be in control. I suck and slap it on my face as I suck your balls and lick beneath them while jacking your spit soaked dick. Your legs start shaking, your heart racing, you are ready to let go. I take you deep, my lips to your stomach and I squeeze your sack, my head going back and forth, sucking until I hear you shout my name. You spray your hot pleasure and I keep going, even though you’re done and you’re sensitive, you don’t stop me. I stand up, turn around and throw my ass back on your dick, fast and hard, I’m still in control. You cum again and I don’t move because I want your seeds to grow inside me. One last push back is my undoing and I cum all against your stomach and thigh. We lay back, panting, spent and think about the next time our bodies meet again.

Short Stories

The Touch


She was already shaking, anticipation overcoming her. Controlling her arousal was something she tried to work on, but when it came to him, she would succumb to the pleasure. He gently touched her thigh, and felt the vibrations of her energy. She watched him, trying to be patient for the burning fire inside her was ready to roar. He whispered in her ear, his lips brushing her skin, sending shivers down her spine. All he had to do was touch her and that was her undoing, but she held back. He gently parted her legs, gliding his fingers up her thigh. She held her hands above her head, gripping the rail like he told her. She couldn’t touch him while he pleasured her. She took control of her breath and closed her eyes, focusing on the touch. He slit her slips with his finger and gently rubbed her engorged clit. She held her breath and her body stiffened. He told her to breathe and let the sensation control her. He rubbed softly in circles and watched as her belly rose and fell quickly. She wanted to grab his hand and guide him, but her instructions were to not touch. He used her juices as lubrication to slide more smoothly up, down, and around her clit. He knew she was almost to her peak. He moved carefully, positioning himself between her legs, her eyes still closed, focusing on his touch. He replaced his fingers with his tongue and took her sex into his mouth, devouring her. She writhed as she came over the edge, gripping the rail. He gripped her thighs to hold her still and applied gentle, but firm licks against her clit. She gushed and he swallowed every last drop. When she stopped moving, he kissed her inner thighs, her stomach, each breast, her neck, her chin, and finally her mouth, letting her taste her pleasure. Fin.