Let's try erotic stories
I’ve been fixing the generator. It’s hot and the machinery grime is caked to my sweaty bare chest. You move towards me, closer. I’ve never been so aware of your presence, of the body heat radiating through your t-shirt. I can’t help but brush against your skin, and that first electric contact makes tiny golden hairs rise along your arms. I smile. Now I’m sure. Your eyes never leave mine while my oil-streaked, callused hands slide across the smooth skin of your belly, then dip lower, teasing towards you black silk panties. I follow with my mouth, hot breath caressing your flesh into goose pimples.
My hands are locked around your wrists now, immobilizing you. You’re completely in my power as you arch towards me, but not yet…not yet. I haven’t let you go, but somehow we’re on the floor. You struggle, but I’m too strong. Now I’m holding you down with one hand, waiting, waiting, do you want me? You have to say you want me. I run my thumbnail over the curve of your breast, under the nipple and then back, brushing ever so lightly through the soft cotton of your top, under and back, under and back, and then I can’t stand it and I’m tearing at your t-shirt until it disintegrates in my hands and I drink you in with my eyes. Do you want me? I want you, but do you want me?
My mouth is dry as I roughly force your legs apart and press down on you with my whole weight and I’m hard, so hard and hot that you’re melting under me as I tease you open and....and…
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And then he fucked her. About bloody time.
My hands are locked around your wrists now, immobilizing you. You’re completely in my power as you arch towards me, but not yet…not yet. I haven’t let you go, but somehow we’re on the floor. You struggle, but I’m too strong. Now I’m holding you down with one hand, waiting, waiting, do you want me? You have to say you want me. I run my thumbnail over the curve of your breast, under the nipple and then back, brushing ever so lightly through the soft cotton of your top, under and back, under and back, and then I can’t stand it and I’m tearing at your t-shirt until it disintegrates in my hands and I drink you in with my eyes. Do you want me? I want you, but do you want me?
My mouth is dry as I roughly force your legs apart and press down on you with my whole weight and I’m hard, so hard and hot that you’re melting under me as I tease you open and....and…
…
And then he fucked her. About bloody time.