TheCorsair
Pēdicãbo ego võs et irrumäbo
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2013
The little moan of pleasure Astrid uttered ignited an aching lust in Ellistar, as did the way her legs spread open in her sleep. He peeled the blanket away carefully, trying not to wake her as his lips found hers. Her mouth opened, accepting his tongue as he moved his hardened meat against her sleek thigh. She moaned again, her hips slightly and back arching a little as his thumb circled her bare nipple once more. "Are you dreaming of me?" he whispered, slowly drawing his nails down her belly. "Will be."
He cupped her mound, enjoying the feel of her juices on his palm and the whimper she made as he stroked his middle finger along her slit. The whimper became a moan as he pressed his finger slowly into her, stroking slowly and deeply, exploring the soft flesh of her inner walls. When she pulsed gently around the finger he withdrew it, then just as slowly pressed two fingers into her. Then he shifted a little, tracing her hardened nipple with his tongue as the wet sound of his two fingers stroking in and out of her slit filled the air.
Was that a flutter of eyelids? Was that gasp she uttered, and the firm grip of slick muscle around his fingers a sign that she was nearly awake? Heart pounding in his chest he withdrew his fingers, running them over her clit one last time as she moaned again. Then he pushed up on his knees, gripping his dick with fingers slick from her juices, shuffling around to crouch between her thighs as she shifted in her sleep. Biting his lip to keep from moaning as well, he stroked his meat with slow, firm strokes to harden it further. As he stared at her, erotically sprawled before him in the semidarkness, he was struck by the image of finishing like this. Of letting her awaken to his cries of pleasure, and to the feel of his seed splashing across her bare skin.
No, not now. Maybe another time, when she could be awake to appreciate it fully. For now, he wanted to feel her clenching around his aching cock as he orgasmed. So he bit his lip and kept stroking, pressing the head of his shaft against her slick, swollen lips. Despite his efforts to stay silent he could hear his breath coming in small gasps now, matching the speed of his hand on his cock. Moving his hips a little more, he pressed just his head into her slit and groaned at the feel of her wet heat. But his hand didn't falter, kept moving as if her intended to jerk himself off into her body. "Astrid..."he groaned.
He cupped her mound, enjoying the feel of her juices on his palm and the whimper she made as he stroked his middle finger along her slit. The whimper became a moan as he pressed his finger slowly into her, stroking slowly and deeply, exploring the soft flesh of her inner walls. When she pulsed gently around the finger he withdrew it, then just as slowly pressed two fingers into her. Then he shifted a little, tracing her hardened nipple with his tongue as the wet sound of his two fingers stroking in and out of her slit filled the air.
Was that a flutter of eyelids? Was that gasp she uttered, and the firm grip of slick muscle around his fingers a sign that she was nearly awake? Heart pounding in his chest he withdrew his fingers, running them over her clit one last time as she moaned again. Then he pushed up on his knees, gripping his dick with fingers slick from her juices, shuffling around to crouch between her thighs as she shifted in her sleep. Biting his lip to keep from moaning as well, he stroked his meat with slow, firm strokes to harden it further. As he stared at her, erotically sprawled before him in the semidarkness, he was struck by the image of finishing like this. Of letting her awaken to his cries of pleasure, and to the feel of his seed splashing across her bare skin.
No, not now. Maybe another time, when she could be awake to appreciate it fully. For now, he wanted to feel her clenching around his aching cock as he orgasmed. So he bit his lip and kept stroking, pressing the head of his shaft against her slick, swollen lips. Despite his efforts to stay silent he could hear his breath coming in small gasps now, matching the speed of his hand on his cock. Moving his hips a little more, he pressed just his head into her slit and groaned at the feel of her wet heat. But his hand didn't falter, kept moving as if her intended to jerk himself off into her body. "Astrid..."he groaned.