Erotic Story: A taste

‘Fuck, you look so hot in this lingerie set.’ I feel proud when I see his intense gaze. He looks almost hungry. His fingertips slide over the lace of my panties and then warmly caress my skin. ‘I could look at you all day long.’ Again I see that twinkle in his eyes. As if they’re already shining with the thoughts running behind them. ‘I hope that you don’t just want to look at me,’ I grin playfully. The corners of his mouth turn up in mischief. ‘You don’t have to worry about that. I want to do much more than just look at you.’ I laugh and gently run my fingertip along the edge of my bra. His eyes effortlessly follow my movements and don’t seem to be planning on letting go. ‘Not that I really mind seeing this.’ His playfulness has given way to a more stern tone and I feel my body responding immediately.

My nipples poke against the inside of my bra and I feel a gentle tingle start between my legs. It takes effort to not immediately push my pelvis his way. I don’t want to yearn yet, I want to enjoy this as long as possible. My eyes study his. The way his dark hair falls messily around his head, his chest going up and down and the shape of his hard-on showing through his boxers. When he moves his hard-on up and down, I realize that my eyes are lingering there just a little too long. I swallow hard to move some saliva through my dry throat and look at him. I let my fingertips slide further down my bra and in no time goose bumps adorn the places my fingers have just touched. He sucks his bottom lip through his teeth and digs his fingers deeper into the skin around my panties. ‘You should know how much I want you.’ We look at each other intently, but both remain quiet. The air between us feels tense, but I don’t want to give in to it. 

He curls his fingertips around the edge of my panties and then pulls it down agonizingly slowly. I automatically lift my butt from the sheets to make it easier for him. He gently pulls the fabric down the skin of my legs towards my ankles and over my feet. Then he takes my panties into his hand and brings it to his face. ‘Hmm,’ he moans softly as he presses his nose against it, ‘you smell so good.’ Before I can say anything, he throws my panties at me. ‘Smell.’ With his eyes fixed on me, I take the piece of fabric from my chest and sniff softly. A mixture of detergent and my wetness enter my nose. I moan softly with desire. ‘See,’ he laughs playfully, ‘and you don’t just smell good. You taste really good too. Taste it.’ I look at him doubtfully. He takes the panties from my hand, finds the crotch and presses his tongue against it. ‘Hmm, like this,’ he groans as he licks it. ‘Now you.’ He dangles it in front of my face till I stick out my tongue. Then he presses the crotch against my tongue and lets it slide down. The taste of my salty wetness tingles softly over my tongue. ‘See.’

He throws the panties across the bedroom and eagerly presses his lips on mine. His tongue caresses mine firmly and I feel the air disappearing from my lungs. His tongue firmly licks my lips, his fingers press against my neck and just when I think he’ll let go, he gently bites my bottom lip. ‘So fucking good,’ he whispers in my ear. It’s hard to catch my breath and I watch as he positions himself between my legs. He pushes them a little further apart and shamelessly watches the spot between my legs. ‘I’m going to lick you so good.’ Before his face disappears between my legs, he looks at me intensely one last time. Then he closes his eyes. I feel his warm breath against my most sensitive spot, then feel his warm tongue slide through my folds. Before I can say anything, he is seriously French-kissing my pussy. ‘Hmm,’ he groans against my skin, ‘You taste so good.’ My fingers grab the duvet, we’ve only just started and I already don’t know how to hold myself. His smacking sounds fill the bedroom and I grab his hair. ‘Yes, you hold me. Set the pace.’

He sticks out his tongue, flat and firm, and presses it against my skin. I gently push his head back and forth with my hands as he makes moaning sounds and digs his fingertips deeper into my skin. I make his head move faster and faster, wilder and wilder. If I keep going like this, I’ll almost get there. I want to control myself, but I don’t really know how. It feels so good that I only want more. Just when I think I’m about to explode, he presses his entire mouth around my clit and sucks hard. I scream in shock and excitement. ‘I knew it,’ he chuckles softly, ‘I just knew you were almost there.’ He looks at my swollen and longing clit and sits up. I’m soaking wet and feel droplets of fluid sliding down between my buttocks. My body’s on fire, but it still feels a little cold there. 

‘I want to feel you. I want to feel what it’s like to be inside of you.’ He grabs the edge of his boxers and finally releases his hard-on. His cock glistens wetly and I want to slide my mouth around it so much, but I’m too paralyzed with desire. He wraps his arm around my waist to lift my lower back from the bed. His hard-on is pressed against his lower abdomen, leaving a wet spot which I’d like to run my finger through. I support myself lightly on my feet and look at him. His boxers are wedged under his balls, his hair falls slightly over his face as he looks down and with his free hand he takes a firm hold of his hard-on. In one jerk he pulls my lower body closer and positions himself in front of my opening. His cock tickles against my skin and I moan softly. ‘You have no idea how hard I’m going to enjoy this,’ he says and he lets his cock slide through my wetness. Then he gently pushes it in.

‘Hmm,’ he groans, ‘I can’t see my cockhead anymore. ‘Can you feel it?’ I nod excitedly and suck my bottom lip in anticipation. Fuck, he’s acting so precise and thorough. ‘I can’t hold myself.’ Before I get what he means, he thrusts himself into me. A small scream escapes my throat. ‘Hmm,’ he growls, ‘my cock has totally disappeared inside you. You feel so warm and soft.’ An then, slowly, he starts to move. ‘Oh man, your skin fits so perfectly around me. Sliding in and out of you really is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.’ His hair dances to the rhythm of his movements, just like his muscles. It’s a breath-taking sight, not to mention the contagious sounds he’s making. ‘Your clit is swollen,’ he says as he keeps looking down. He gently pushes the tip of his thumb against it and I don’t know where to look. ‘I disappear so deliciously inside you.’ I moan panting, agreeing to everything he says. As long as he keeps going. His thumb circles over my clit, my legs tense and I feel my body heating up. 

‘Come, baby, I want to see you come.’ I close my eyes and let it happen. Thrusting, I move under his thumb, moaning uncontrollably. ‘Jesus, I’m getting sucked in completely,’ he growls excitedly. ‘You’re almost getting me there.’ His words barely register, everything seems hazy. ‘Now. You. Can. Taste. Me,’ he grunts to the rhythm of his thrusts. He pulls back, takes a firm hold of his hard-on and jerks himself off with long strokes. I lean on my elbows and watch as his cum squirts over my stomach in waves. The last wave rolls from his cock onto his finger. He looks at me briefly and I nod approvingly. Carefully, he takes his finger to my mouth, which I open slowly. Still filled with lust from everything that just happened, I suck his finger clean. ‘Hmm,’ I moan excitedly, ‘maybe it’s time to taste yourself too.’ With a naughty look in my eyes, I run a finger through the cum that has landed on my stomach and bring it to his mouth. For a moment, he hesitates, but fair is fair. Today we’re both having a taste.