Erotic Story: The best idea

As I’m aimlessly scrolling on my phone, I hear the tap of the shower being turned off. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. My guy naked, walking into the bedroom, with just a towel wrapped around his hips, his skin adorned with glistening drops from the shower. I’ve been looking forward to this from the moment I arrived home.

When I came home, Jordan was already in the shower. So, he has no clue I’m already here, let alone that I’m lying on the bed waiting for him, stark-naked.

I wait silently for the bathroom door to open. I’m on top of the sheets, my legs crossed, and I’m softly rubbing my feet together, I’m so tense. My belly gently rises and falls to the rhythm of my breath, as I’m trying to keep it under control. It’s a good kind of tension, anticipation for what’s coming next. 

During the day, we’ve been warming each other up with some spicy messages back and forth. This action of mine is the icing on the cake and I know he’ll thoroughly thank me for it later. 

I hear the door opening slowly, and see steam spreading onto the landing. Jordan runs a hand through his wet hair as he walks out the bathroom door. Excited, I wait for him to look my way, which seems to take an eternity. His torso dripping, a towel stuck around his waist, he walks towards the wardrobe. Just as he takes a pair of boxers from the drawer, I cough gently. 

‘Shit, you startled me.’

He turns around abruptly and looks at me. 

‘Sorry’, I laugh. 

It only takes a few seconds for the startled look on his face to morph into pleasantly surprised. 

‘Hmm’, he starts. ‘You’re forgiven. I really like what I see here.’

He firmly grabs my ankles and pulls me to the foot of the bed. A small scream of excitement escapes my lips, followed by a, supposedly sexy, giggle. If I want to take charge, I have to get it together now. 

I smoothly sit up on my knees on the edge of the bed and throw my arms around his neck. Little drops fall from his hair and I press my lips to his. 

We exchange a brief kiss, but it’s intense enough for my nipples to stand erect immediately. I get goosebumps all over when his fingertips trace around my right nipple. 

‘How long have you been lying here?’

‘Long enough to get wet.’

He laughs playfully and before he can say anything, I kiss his chest. I gradually move down, until I reach the edge of his towel. 

I look up hungrily to meet his eyes. There’s that look of his that I know so well; bossy and self-assured. Like he’s in control. 

As I look at him, I curl my fingers around the edge of the towel and start to pull it off. 

He growls softly, but does not look away. Our eye contact is too intense. 

As soon as the towel drops to the floor, his hard-on jumps free. My naked presence is enough to make his cock glisten with desire.

Even though I’ve let my eyes wander down to the firm pleasure pointing up proudly right in front of me, I know that he’s still watching me. I can feel it. 

I grip him tightly with my hand and then let my tongue slide across his shaft, warm and wet. A loud moan echoes through the bedroom. His left hand digs deep into my hair as he brings his right thumb to my lips.

‘You’re really good at this, sucking me. You’ve barely touched me and I’m already rock-hard. Because I know what you’re about to do.’

I look up at him hungrily and then suck the tip of his thumb into my mouth. His fingers automatically curl under my chin and he bites his bottom lip to underscore the words he’s just spoken. 

My eyes locked on his, I stick out my tongue and lick his shaft again. His eyes reflect the flames burning inside of him. When I reach his cock head, I suck gently. 

‘Fuck, Isabel.’ 

The way he moans my name, is sending small electric shocks through my body. 

I drop a generous amount of drool onto his cock and watch it run down the tip to his balls,  and then I take him in my mouth as far as I can and start sucking. 

On the back of my head, I feel his hand tightening and gripping my hair even tighter. 

He doesn’t tighten his grip to determine the rhythm, he knows I can manage just fine by myself. It’s to communicate that he wants to be close to me. As close as possible. 

I firmly move up and down, licking every centimeter and taking him deeper into my mouth. Without looking up, I know that he’s still watching me. Jordan’s never made it a secret that he likes to watch me giving him a blow job. He really enjoys watching me enjoy myself like that. 

After a few minutes, he lets go and takes a step back. 

‘I don’t want to come yet, it’s my turn first.’

I look up at him and see him gesturing for me to lie on my back. I follow his lead and let my legs fall open. Like a hungry beast, he climbs my way via the foot end of the bed. With a slap against my thighs, he lets me know that I can open my legs a little further. 

Leaning on my elbows, I look at him. He’s not the only one enjoying a view like this. 

He playfully kisses the inside of my thighs, and then my groin. My most sensitive spot is aching with the desire to be touched.

Then he kisses my labia, he even kisses along my opening and my breath quickens as the heat explodes through my body.

For a second he looks at me naughtily. 

‘Are you ready?’

I swallow laboriously and nod to give him the go-ahead. 

He lies down in a position that gives him easy access, presses his thumbs to my labia and gently pulls them apart.

Tingles shoot through my body now that my clit is exposed, feeling vulnerably naked. 

He blows gently at first, then spits and presses his tongue against my clit. I bury my palms into the sheets, my head automatically drops back and a moan escapes my lips. 

Fuck, this feels so intense.

He fervently kisses my clit. Wet and warm, his tongue slides into all directions and I can barely control myself. From my clit to my opening and back again, he licks every piece of skin down there. 

Just as my legs start to squirm, he stops and looks at me. 

‘Did you think we were there already?’

Out of breath, I look at him. I didn’t know what I was thinking, but I was getting there alright.

He sits on his knees, places his hands around my waist and pulls me towards him. 

We both watch him sliding into me, firm and full. And quickly, the sounds of our moaning and wet union fill the bedroom.

Waiting for him on the bed naked was probably the best idea I’ve had all day.