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Night Routine

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By Messy Buns & Too Much CoffeePublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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Don't let go...

I hope it never stops.

In the middle of a warm night, my partner loves to tease. As I gently roll over, his broad shoulders gently slip between my legs, leading his head to my warmth. Removing my panties, in the most gentle of tasks. I slowly wake, to the sensation of pleasure in the middle of my thighs, I gasp uncontrollably. Trying to grip any air that has been stolen from my chest, as he continues to attend to my quivering body parts. Adding his fingers to the mix, he slowly slips two inside me. Moving them to perfectly hit my g-spot.

With his other hand, he begins to pay attention to my my nipples, pinching and pulling to get a reaction. My sounds become louder, as the sensations run from the top of my head, to the tip of my toes. Always making eye contact, from his position between my thighs.

I can hardly take more, when I urge him to slowly enter me. He grunts in disapproval, as he is not finished with his meal. After a few more unwavering orgasms, he rises his head and looks me in the eye. The moonlight glistening off his smile, as he admires his soaking wet work.

Crawling toward my lips, he catches them in his, using his right knee to hoist my left leg open. He lowers his hips, and enters his enormous member into my offering. I moan out loud in utter approval, anxious to take it all in.

His hips perfectly in sync with mine, we play a race of who can keep up. Long, hard stokes, into frenzied thrusts of passion. Fingers winding, hair tangling, and sweat building as we begin to approach his climax.

He slows down, to gain control, and keep his composure. No woman wants a minute man. And he certainly knows that.

He pulls me over, as I saddle him instantly. My hips crashing like waves with his huge shaft fully inside. I cry loudly as the pleasure is almost unbearable. Yearning for breath, but instead cries of passion escape my mouth. Gripping my hips, he helps by lifting me higher so that I can continue to bounce on top of him. Lowering my body to his, so that I can lick his chin with affection.

Taking control again, he throws his hips up to lift me off of him. Still holding me, we lift into a vertical position. Crashing into the wall, his hips that his throbbing member back into me. I scream with joy as he challenges my limits.

So much sweat was coming off our body that we went back on the bed. His lips finding my in every perfect moment, hips crashing into mine with every breathing second. Our bodies can hardly last as I feel him start to change.

He becomes rigid and says, "I'm ready."

Knowing this is his climax, I brace for the ultimate release. His breath becomes ragged, his hands tighten around my body, and he uses every inch of his shaft to fill my soft, wet, trembling inside. I feel his motions become more exact, precise, as if he is ready to fire. He quickly pulls out, and I hurriedly accept his fluids all over my body.

After he is through, I climb on top of him to melt into his body. Throwing an arm and leg, to claim my perfect prize.

By the time my head hit his chest, I was out. Falling asleep to the sound of his triumphant chuckle. He had conquered his woman, fully and throughly.

-The Naughty Nat Chronicles

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Messy Buns & Too Much Coffee

College student, looking to express myself through the art of writing.

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