Seduction & Desire (Alone?) - Sex Stories

Seduction & Desire (Alone?)

... you expose your neck to him, offering it to him directly with no shame or regret with what you have asked for and what you want. No words are required; he knows this is how you want to be used. His hand cups your face, stroking your lips with his thumbs, teasing you, and your breathing becomes heavier, anticipating this new found need that you want to experience. His hand moves down, stroking your neck the other joining it, as he holds you, the muscles in his fingers constrict as you feel the first tightness of control; it is not hard, immensely pleasurable as you feel the desire to breathe building, but the pressure remains constant. “Fuck yourself.” he commands, “I won’t stop until your fingers are soaked.” This surprises you, knowing that although he controls the moment, it is your actions that will allow you pleasure him, and your hand quickly finds your wetness, pushing fingers inside yourself, the arousal heightened not by his dominance, but by your submission to him. “I want to taste.” he says, and as you pull your fingers from yourself, offering them to him you can see the long sticky threads of cum between your fingers and he quickly savours the taste of you, releasing you, the first suck of air refreshing. “More?” he asks, referring to the physicality of your desires. You nod, and he lifts you to the bed, throwing you almost as you collapse on the crumpled duvet, his hands grab your wrists, pulling you towards the edge of the bed, your head drops off the edge ...

... as you look upwards, seeing him stand over you, his cock inches from your mouth, hard, and you ache to taste him completely. You know he is teasing you into this, a little bit at a time, pushing your boundaries and you know that you are safe and you relax, your arousal from being used like this makes you wanton for that hard cock to stretch your arse, filling you entirely. His hands stroke down your body, as he lifts your head, moving in under you, laying you across his lap, and you open your legs uncontrollably, bending one knee as you lay back across him. He kisses you f***efully, hungry, wrapping his arm around you supporting your head as he moves his mouth across yours. The other hand drops across your chest, pinching at each nipple in turn, hard, the delightful sting electrifying as his hands lower, crossing your small patch as his fingers hook inside you using the inside of your body to pull you closer to him, three fingers stretching you wide, and you are satisfyingly sore, used, you body feels complete with him inside you. Your hand reaches beside you, taking his cock and slowly stroking it, pulsing under your touch. He lowers you once more, your mouth open and inviting, his fingers remain inside you as your hand guides his cock to your mouth and you readily take him inside you, teasing his shaft with your tongue, knowing that you will have to drop your head off the bed to take more of him into you at this angle, and as you do he slides slowly in and out, your lips ...