Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember - Sex Stories

Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember

... ass crack. "Don't fight it. Let it all out." The initial discomfort when he spread my cheeks and went on with his teasing of my senses and body quickly got replaced with rapture while those men slowly brought me over the edge. I arched my waist and squeezed my muscles impossibly tight around Andrew's cock. By that moment my whole body was soaked in sweat. "Now." How could I resist that hypnotizing voice? As I came a strong, electric jolt ran through my clit, like a thunder that sent waves of gratification over my entire system. My whole body tensed up and I let out a final scream before I lost consciousness. When I came round, Andrew was carrying me in his strong arms under the supervision of Cristophe. Meagan was sitting on the table with her legs spread open waiting for them to approach. I groaned, my throat was hoarse and my pussy was throbbing, hungry for more. The handsome man laid me gently on the table surface and held my head so Cristophe could pour some champagne down my tongue. The latter one ordered him to fuck the 'Venus' while I watched. The writer smiled wickedly as I observed those two perfect bodies copulate and their moans echoed across the hall. He took one of the magnificent strawberries and brought it to my lips while holding my head so I wouldn't fall. Cristophe dipped the red fruit in the sinfully dark chocolate and spread my legs staring at my pussy with admiration. "You're truly a passionate creature." The mysterious man teased as he painted my pussy ...

... lips with chocolate. Even in my dizzy state of mind I could hear the drop of his accent. I knew that voice! But I was in such a state of arousal that I couldn't be sure of anything, my breasts were heaving and my heart beat so heavily that it hurt. I looked like a person with a fever and I knew only one way to cure it. "I want you..." I whispered in despair. "Please, don't torture me anymore." "Shh!" He chuckled and brought the strawberry to my lips, the sweet pulpy flesh sent explosions on my taste buds. "I know how you feel. But not yet. You have to learn patience first. The waiting makes the union of the bodies and the mind so much more meaningful and lasting, Sophie. You'll have me. Accept this night as a foreshadowing of what's to come." Whether it was because of the champagne, the mind-blowing sex, the series of orgasms or the mental anxiety as I listened to the moans of lust but in the next moment I blacked out. The sleep was heavy like wine. Disclaimer: This is a part of a story at midpoint I started working on with a co-writer. Due to circumstances I don't want to dwell on unfortunately it will never be finished. But still I wished I could share small part of it with the world and see if it has any value. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Would you be interested in reading more of it or you consider it should better remain incomplete and as a rough draft? Thank you. The above displayed text is entirely a work of my own. My co-writer has credit for creating ...