I’ve been exploring erotica.
I tend to write out a first draft in bits. Then I expand upon. I’m a sprinter, less of a runner, so I capture scenes. I rarely go beyond that.
Here’s a piece that dropped out this morning. Literally just the first pass on it.
Let me know what you think.
He stood in the doorway and I turned to retrieve his parcel from the kitchen counter where I placed it earlier. My stark white asscheeks mooning below my cotton shorts. As I neared the archway to the kitchen I felt him. His large hands took both my left hip and my right arm. He pressed me and my hands splayed out against the eggshell wall. Only a sliver of air was between us, and my ear caught his desirous breath. I relaxed, allowing him to take me in. I could tell he’s been waiting for such an opportunity. I noticed him immediately when he moved in, curious what being in his arms would feel like. He leaned in close, and announced his arousal. I smiled, acknowledging, and I looked down, inviting him to my neck. He brushed my hair away and I felt his lips on my nape. He released a small sound of satisfaction. His cock twitched against my back. I moved my feet apart, and he removed all the distance between us. His cock was rock hard. His hands explored my skin. I turned my head and looked at him, giving him my consent. He swept my asscheeks with his palms and I spread my legs a little bit more. He ran his index finger just under the trim of my shorts, our breath building together. He cupped my asscheek, and the length of his finger reached my lips wet opening. I attempted to press back only to have him press me harder against the wall. I felt his cock pulse as he slid two fingers inside me. He moaned at how wet I was and kept his lips on my neck. His fingers began a steady rhythm. I held onto the wall for steadiness. His other hand reached under my tshirt and around to my breast. I twisted slowly to face him. Our lips met and we kissed. Soft and inquisitive at first, then fully. Hungrily. He turned me to face him and as we kissed he removed my clothing. I was raw and naked in front of him. His eyes looked at all of me, and I have never been so seen. My eyes followed his as he examined all of me. I was so aroused my juices couldn’t be contained and they escaped down my inner thighs. My nipples were erect. My skin was alive. I stood still, waiting for him. Looking at my fully aroused body he removed his clothing. The afternoon sun caught his ebony skin and showed me his sweat. His cocks tip glistened. The lust that was hanging between us was heavy and rich. He took his time, and when he was ready he stepped towards me. I motioned to the bedroom but he led me to the couch. He leaned me over the high sofas arm and slid into me. His thick cock filled me and I moaned.