Sexual story: To its edge

16 Feb 2023

Sexual story: To its edge

'Nice.' he whispers softly when I get into bed with him.

Carefully, I run the tip of my index finger over his chest and press my body warmly against his.

'You're hot.' I whisper back playfully.

Because of my comment I notice that he already knows what time it is and immediately he is on. I feel his hand close around my buttocks. Tension and excitement rush through my body and a soft sigh escapes my lips. His reaction is exactly the reaction I was just thinking about in the shower.

His free hand strokes some strands of hair from my face and his eyes look at me intently. It's almost like he's looking for something. To an invitation, a confirmation that I am indeed in the right mood. And I am sure.

An animal force seems to take over and I press my lips against his mouth. We start kissing vigorously. Our hands shoot in all directions and quickly explore each other's bodies for the umpteenth time.

In one movement I lie on top of him and start rubbing my lower body rhythmically against his. We moan, lick and pant. Between my legs I feel how his manhood is growing faster and faster. Horny is an understatement for the feeling that is now taking hold of me.

Laughing, I disappear under the sheets and let my tongue trace from his neck to his balls. Which I then take in my mouth to suck gently.

He starts moaning, "It's so nice when you touch me."

His encouragements have always had a working effect on me and I grip his boner tightly. Slowly I start to jerk him off while his fingertips gently caress my forearms. It feels affectionate, soothing in our whirlwind of horniness. Our eyes meet for a moment. Then I take it in my mouth, as far as possible. I taste the taste of his pre-cum spreading through my mouth.

“Oh, yes,” he growls as his hands reach for my hair.

His grip is firm and forces me to stay put. He presses me deeper and deeper against his body and fills my mouth more and more.

“Fuck, this is so good.” I hear him say.

I let the fingertips of my free hand caress it up his stomach, toward his chest, where they finally wrap around one of his nipples. In response, he presses his pelvis a little further into the mattress.

“Hmmm.” I moan with my mouth full to indicate that it is just as good for me.

Not only do I feel sexy, I feel excited and powerful. I am the reason for his pleasure and that feeling is unparalleled. He starts to moan louder and tighter and tighter he has entwined his fingers in my hair. I notice from his breathing that he is already getting close to his peak and while I look at him with my most mischievous look, I stop.

“Shit baby, I was really close,” he says.

“I know.” I reply. "Why do you think I'm stopping."

Laughing, he bites his bottom lip. "You are a crook."

In his eyes I see a twinkle of excitement and pure desire. It is my intention to drive this man screaming mad. Carefully I grab his hard-on again, he's still gleaming with my drool, and I move slowly to gauge his reaction. He seems calm, his rising high has subsided. It's time to revive it.

Softly I start kissing his thighs. First the tops and then work your way inwards. Occasionally I let my tongue slide over it and sometimes I bite short and playful. His breathing is getting louder with an excited grunt here and there.

"Fuck honey, what are you doing to me, touch me."

With a naughty smile on my face I grab his balls and start massaging them gently. Another grunt rolls over his lips. Then I make my tongue strong and lick all over his balls. Occasionally I suck playfully. The way he grabs the duvet with his hands makes the desires pop through my body. It's such a horny face.

After his balls I take care of his erect penis. With long strokes I lick until I've reached its top maddeningly. Once there, I gently suck on his head, as if subtly trying to get his taste out.

"Pffff... I'm not going to keep this up for long." he moans.

Yes, again exactly where I want it. Driven by his remark, I give everything I have in me and then stop my actions.

"You can't do this!"

His cry has both a funny and a desperate undertone. I sit on his thighs and laugh and grab his arms to pull his upper body towards me. Bewildered I press a kiss on his lips and before I know it we are entwined in a fierce French kiss.

His fingertips caress my back. It feels warm. My whole body feels warm. Despite all the madness

kerij this is affectionate and I can do nothing but wrap my arms around his neck and go along with the moment. Somehow his balls have positioned themselves right between my pussy lips and I start to move gently.

"Hmmm." he groans.

In no time the atmosphere changes from horniness to an intimate moment. Our eyes find each other and don't seem to let go of each other. As our foreheads rest against each other I start to move a little more wildly. My body seems to be on fire and the desire to crawl into him has never been greater.

Between my legs his balls rub against my sensitive spot. It almost feels overwhelming. In his eyes I can see him wondering the same thing: why the hell haven't we tried this before in this position. A little bewildered, I lower my right hand between us and grab his boner again. Carefully I start jerking him off to the rhythm of my movements.

"You're so comfortable."

He has no idea how comfortable I really am! I start to move more and more firmly and I pull him off more and more firmly. In my movements we make a few heated attempts to kiss, but we barely succeed. Those eyes, his eyes, I have to keep looking into them.

Somewhere deep inside I feel my muscles warming up, my legs start to tingle and I can hardly contain my oncoming orgasm.

"Come on," he groans. "But don't stop, I'm almost there too."

With all the strength I have I keep jerking him off as my body starts to jerk and I come loudly. My climax is barely over when he digs his nails into my thighs and sprays his belly in waves in waves.

Panting and completely out of breath, we lower our foreheads against each other again.

“Poe, that was really good.” I moan in a hoarse voice.

"Well, yes! This way you can drive me crazy more often.' he replies.

Satisfied, I let myself fall away from him and wonder who I really drove crazy with this.