Eclectically Sexual Thoughts

Yesterday, my fun buddy was at work with me, but he’d worked ten days in a row and this was the end of day 10, making him ‘dead tired’. So we didn’t meet up fuck like we normally would, but I kinda had sympathy on him. The horniness inside me couldn’t keep her hands to herself, so I sort of took advantage of his sleepy state and unzipped his uniform pants.

I kinda just held his penis for a minute. Relishing in the feel and size of it. He is so thick and beautiful, a handful in my hand, but soft and smooth to the touch. But then, in all my reverie, his penis began to grow in my hand. I won’t lie. I got so wet, my mouth watered. He leaned back and stretched, but he was so drugged with sleep. I continued to hold it, but then I spit on it to work up a slick feel and I massaged it some more. When I couldn’t do anything else I put him in my mouth. Tonguing the head and licking his shaft, I stood to pull my pants down.

I came off with a ‘pop’ and sat on it.

That’s when he woke up. He grabbed ahold of my hips and was moaning “fuck” and squeezing my hips really tight. He just let me work and grind, one of his hands went to the middle of my back. I think he leaned more into my thrusts and it just became more than he could handle. So then I began to bounce up and down, slow & hard, then kegeling on my way up. Using my muscles to squeeze his dick, when I was a n my way up, then releasing when I went down.

He was up for sure now, wide awake and I turned to face him. I could feel my clit running and grinding up against his dick and shaft; both of us were trying not to be noisy, but it was hard. I was so fucking turned on and he’d gotten fully erect and solid, so the only thing I could think of was to kiss him.

I was grinding faster and faster, sucking his tongue and holding him close. He squeezed my hips so hard, but then he raised my shirt and was palming my titties, playing with my rings – that shit went straight to my pussy!!! I could feel everything. I was even more turned on and excited for the orgasm I was about to have. I could feel him thicken like he was about to bust.

We stopped kissing to look at each other and when the orgasm hit, it was as close as I’d ever been to him. His eyes so brown and pupils so wide, like he was high on fucking me. I’m sure I looked just as wild and turned up as he. I was shuddering and trying to come down, feeling him throb inside me, his cum and mine mixed and sliding out. He smiled and was like “Fuck breakfast, I’m gonna sleep real damned good this morning!”


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Published by JS Danielle

I am a female who loves to write poetry and also loves writing short stories. However, my preferences tend to lean toward Erotica or Fantasy when writing my stories, but my poetry aspect ranges. My podcast, Eclectically Sexual Sounds, delves in deeper conversation about the topics ranging from the acts of sex itself, to the engaging aspects and a more in depth understanding of what women want, men need and how both can benefit from giving in to each other.

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