Seduction & Desire (Alone?) - Sex Stories

Seduction & Desire (Alone?)

... the taste as he opens his mouth and you suck his cum from his tongue greedily, totally aroused and overwhelmed at the eroticism of what you are sharing and what he is doing for you. You kick off your heels finally, as he lies next to you, hands stroking you as if memorising every curve of your body and then he effortlessly pulls you up the bed, covering you both with the thin duvet to keep the warmth in, wrapping you up together makes you feel small and sheltered. Rolling on to your side and the sublime feeling of being held so close continues as he kisses your back and shoulder, his hand resting on your thigh, so close to your arse.Blissful. You lie there together, damp from sweat and the humid closeness of the room, but the temperature is cooling as the night covers you both; he continues to kiss you, touching you, concentrating on your neck thoughtfully, the hard tip of his tongue tasting you as his mouth moves across your body, rolling you over onto your back and moving down to your breasts, gently pulling a nipple into his mouth. Before this develops further, you need to refresh, rehydrate, and you stand slowly, exposing yourself to him as you walk to the table and pour water in to two heavy glasses, naked, other than your jewelled toy you make sure he can see your swollen lips, the jewel glistens, inviting him. He repositions himself, lying on his side for now, the soft ambient light of the outside casting shadows across the room and his naked form. You mind escapes ...

... for a few moments, unashamed of how you feel right now, all the emotions of such eroticism saturating you as you step back into the small world you have created for yourself. He stands up before you as you are silhouetted against the radiant white light: “Show me?” he says with an air of confidence that surprises you, unsure of what to do, the feeling of eroticism or shame. You’re not sure how to respond, but knowing exactly what he means. He steps forward, pulling you into his arms, holding you tight, and the touch of his skin rubbing against your nipples makes you want to submit to his every desire, knowing he would fulfil all of yours equally. His hand slides around your back, his fingertips trace between your arse cheeks, feeling the warm sticky toy firmly planted in your arse. “Show me?” he repeats, with more authority. Your hesitant, unsure, and as you stand there his hands circle your waist, caressing the skin of your stomach as he kisses you hard and fully on the mouth, hands moving upwards, pinching your nipples, harder than before, and you feel his dominance and the intensity grows between you; this is someone who you want to please, knowing the rewards for such submission would be never ending. His hands, reach your throat, and your heart races at the control, for a split second you are on the verge of panic as his grip tightens, forcing the breath from your lungs as the strength of his arms envelops you, holding you firmly in place, the overwhelming eroticism of the ...