Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Short and Erotic...

Here's an a short erotic story I recently wrote:

He watched her sleep.  She was so still; so peaceful.  He watched her breathing deepen and her chest rise and fall with every exhaled breath.  He couldn't take his eyes off of her.  And then the most unexpected thing happened… she shifted in her sleep and the sheet drifted downward, just a little.  His breath caught.  She was naked.  He could see the tops of her breasts uncovered and he waited… it was a gift when she shifted again and the sheet inched down further… her breasts were exposed now, her nipples taut and pink from the sweet friction of the sheet gliding over them, beckoning him to just bend down and touch them or open his mouth and taste them… and then she thrashed in her sleep from the appearance of a dream and she kicked off the sheet completely.

He stood there, breathless, rooted to the spot, his eyes sweeping downward until they reached the opening between her legs… her pubic hair was minimal but matted and damp from sweat and she shifted again, her legs falling open as if asking him to take her… take me now… fuck me.

His hands moved to his belt and without taking his eyes from her, he quickly unbuckled it, unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor.  His boxers followed and he was naked and ready for her… except he just wanted to watch her for one more scintillating second.

She sighed in her sleep, a soft, sensual sound and her lips parted sensually… that was it, he couldn't wait any longer, he had to have her.

He slowly slipped inside her.  “Jason…” she breathed, half asleep.  He moved—slowly but purposefully, his mouth at the pulse in neck, pressing a deep kiss there as he plunged into her again, more urgent this time.

“Jason, my God, Jason…” Her eyes flew open, her lips parting and a soft breath escaping them.

“Shush,” he whispered, silencing her with a kiss, a deep, passionate kiss that stole her breath.  

And then he moved again and didn't stop… his strokes were deep and powerful now and they were both moaning.

“Yes, Jason, yes,” she panted between moans.  “Make me come.  Yes, just like that.”

He fucked her hard, knowing he was close but holding back until she could come.

“Come for me now, baby,” he rasped, his voice deep and demanding.

“Oh my God!” she cried as she arched up and exploded into a million pieces.  He felt her gripping him and he couldn't hold back, he moaned and let go, spurting inside him.

He collapsed on top of her and then kissed her.

“Good morning, baby.”

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