Noir--Mireille/Kirika
Title: Trip to Milan. part 4
Author: Bulmafox
Theme: The Five Stages of Sexual Response--orgasm
Rating: definitely NC-17
Word count: 495
Author's Notes: Man it was hard to cut stuff out of this one. I had fun writing it.
Trip to Milan
Part 4
I feel it; you've relaxed considerably. You're also breathing hard. But you don't seem to mind.
I told you you wanted it as much as me.
I stroke you between your legs, determined to make you come before I do. I had no idea you were so frustrated. Why didn't you tell me?
But you won't have any of it. You're pleasuring me with equal ardour. It's like we're in a race. Don't worry; I'll get you there first.
Except--mmm--I'm almost there. What are you... ohhh... you're pulling out... all the stops now. Your tongue wrestling with mine, one hand on my breast, the other one between my legs... it's almost... too much... for me. You're winning.
No. You have to... you have to... I'm not gonna... make it. I'm... sorry. I can't... concentrate... on you anymore. I'm... coming... I'm... co... I... aaahhh!!!... unnnnnhhh!!!........ My legs feel week. I'm wearing that big stupid grin, aren't I? You're making that smirk at me. I am. I did it. I came. Finally. Now I can concentrate on you.
I resume what I was doing before, only more ardently. I want you to come too. Hehe... it's working. You're moaning now. Loudly. You always do. You're almost a screamer. And you're leaning back, and your head's tilted. Good. You're close. So close.
Is it...? It's... making me hot. I want to... I couldn't halp it, Mireille. They were just poking out. I never get tired of licking and kissing them and whatever else pleases you. Wait. wait.. don't lean so far back... ah! That was loud. "You're not hurt, are you?" I feel so awkward, laying halfway on top of you, on the floor.
"I'm fine. Just keep doing what you're doing."
"You sure you don't wsnt to get up?"
"I'm fine. I don't want you to move."
Okay. I pull my legs off the bed and sit on top of you. Hmm. I like this better. It's much easier to please you now. My hand dart to your crotch agai--
"Kirika." Your chest, too? Is that what you're nodding at? Okay.
Hmm. You're close again. So close. I think I wanna... I move so my thigh is pleasuring you and yours is pleasuring me. Hmm... I like this. I speed up my efforts; I want you to get there already.
And you do. And I love watching you. It makes me want to come again. So I grind myself on your thigh. Hmm... it's... much quicker... this time. You're hands... are... are on my behind... and you're... pushing me... towards... my... my... nhhhh.... it's... happ...ening... a..gain... nhhhhhh..... yes... keep.. go... ing... Mir.... eille....ahhhh!!!...!!!..!!......! Oh.. my... I'm breathing... so hard. Was that a workout? I think it was.
Suddenly you embrace me. You hold me... so tight, like I'm going to disappear. I won't. I promise I won't. I hug you too. Let's just stay like this; you and meon the floor, against each other, against the bed.
Author: Bulmafox
Theme: The Five Stages of Sexual Response--orgasm
Rating: definitely NC-17
Word count: 495
Author's Notes: Man it was hard to cut stuff out of this one. I had fun writing it.
Trip to Milan
Part 4
I feel it; you've relaxed considerably. You're also breathing hard. But you don't seem to mind.
I told you you wanted it as much as me.
I stroke you between your legs, determined to make you come before I do. I had no idea you were so frustrated. Why didn't you tell me?
But you won't have any of it. You're pleasuring me with equal ardour. It's like we're in a race. Don't worry; I'll get you there first.
Except--mmm--I'm almost there. What are you... ohhh... you're pulling out... all the stops now. Your tongue wrestling with mine, one hand on my breast, the other one between my legs... it's almost... too much... for me. You're winning.
No. You have to... you have to... I'm not gonna... make it. I'm... sorry. I can't... concentrate... on you anymore. I'm... coming... I'm... co... I... aaahhh!!!... unnnnnhhh!!!........ My legs feel week. I'm wearing that big stupid grin, aren't I? You're making that smirk at me. I am. I did it. I came. Finally. Now I can concentrate on you.
I resume what I was doing before, only more ardently. I want you to come too. Hehe... it's working. You're moaning now. Loudly. You always do. You're almost a screamer. And you're leaning back, and your head's tilted. Good. You're close. So close.
Is it...? It's... making me hot. I want to... I couldn't halp it, Mireille. They were just poking out. I never get tired of licking and kissing them and whatever else pleases you. Wait. wait.. don't lean so far back... ah! That was loud. "You're not hurt, are you?" I feel so awkward, laying halfway on top of you, on the floor.
"I'm fine. Just keep doing what you're doing."
"You sure you don't wsnt to get up?"
"I'm fine. I don't want you to move."
Okay. I pull my legs off the bed and sit on top of you. Hmm. I like this better. It's much easier to please you now. My hand dart to your crotch agai--
"Kirika." Your chest, too? Is that what you're nodding at? Okay.
Hmm. You're close again. So close. I think I wanna... I move so my thigh is pleasuring you and yours is pleasuring me. Hmm... I like this. I speed up my efforts; I want you to get there already.
And you do. And I love watching you. It makes me want to come again. So I grind myself on your thigh. Hmm... it's... much quicker... this time. You're hands... are... are on my behind... and you're... pushing me... towards... my... my... nhhhh.... it's... happ...ening... a..gain... nhhhhhh..... yes... keep.. go... ing... Mir.... eille....ahhhh!!!...!!!..!!......! Oh.. my... I'm breathing... so hard. Was that a workout? I think it was.
Suddenly you embrace me. You hold me... so tight, like I'm going to disappear. I won't. I promise I won't. I hug you too. Let's just stay like this; you and meon the floor, against each other, against the bed.