1. Hesitant


    Date: 9/20/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: elliotlacey31, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    time not so long ago. The time since then has not dulled my hunger for you. Our imminent separation each time only heightens it. Your hand gently pulls me forward and releases as I ease myself into the tight grip of your quivering liquid heat. Your hips roll a little to make me disappear farther inside of you and I feel another possessive clench around my length, one of the ways you tell me that I'm yours. We kiss again as I move inside of you, each thrust met with your hips lifting. Your tongue circles mine in an endless dance, digging into my hair and holding so tight that each follicle is electrified with a nameless sensation somewhere between pleasure and pain. The sensation drives me deeper and faster into you, each thrust becoming more vigorous, more animalistic. I see you immediately respond to the change in the rhythm, two fingers rubbing your tender clit in an almost furious blur. You bite your lower lip and steel your eyes to mine again. Teeth lift from that luscious lip and your mouth curves into a pleased grin as your name flows from me in a helpless moan, a guttural chant. I see your eyes sparkling with lust, with a possessiveness that's impossible to shape words around. It's expressed in the way you pull at my hair. In the way your legs have become a tight lock around me. In the way your inner walls squeeze tighter around me now every second, your sex mirroring our desire to forget patience, to reel in our need. You get closer and closer. I feel your body ...
    beginning to tense up beneath me, muscles tightening inside like coils compressing inwards, ready to spring free. I always liken it to the serene calm before a storm, everything pausing while forces beyond our control gather and get ready to detonate through the sky. And when the moment arrives, the one I wish to deliver you to, I'm still caught by surprise. Your legs tighten again as you cry out and seize me, tender flesh flooding, molten, like an exploding fissure. The searing wet heat, your body trembling in ripples of ecstasy, send me over the edge. I can only hold on for a few more short thrusts, almost entirely outside of myself, an entity made of feverish heavy breaths and nerve endings reaching supernova. I burst inside you seconds later, thick hot stands of my release flooding your tight channel. You always find a precise sync with me, clenching with each magnified pulse to milk every drop that I have left. Your arms slip around and hold me close, my safe harbor during the tremors that grip me everywhere. Reaching such a frenzied apex always blurs out the world for moments. Your warm skin is the lifeline that tethers me here, helps me find gravity and breath again. Time passes by in blinks that neither of us seem aware of. There's nowhere to go tonight. No one knows we're here, still connected. There's no discussion of what we should do now. When we disentangle, you turn and pull a blanket over us and whisper for me to come closer. I spoon with your silhouette, our bodies ...
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