Smoothing Out Your Day

My first ever attempt at writing something other than poetry. (This is Erotica) Posted contemporaneously with my other works from 2013 but I think a website administrator deleted it.

In our PJ's, laying on the couch watching TV. Your back nestled against my chest. My arm under your warm body, your arm draped over mine, our hands resting together, fingers interlaced. My free hand soothingly stroking your hair. You've had a bad day and I'm content now that your breathing is relaxed and shallow. You might be asleep, wanting to ask, but I leave you in peace. As if you know what I’m thinking, you pull our hands up to your mouth and kiss the back of my hand. This makes me happy and I smile. Returning the love, I pull back your hair and plant one tender kiss on the back of your neck. Putting my arm around you and snuggling closer, satisfied with the affection and close to drifting off. You let out a sigh and I feel a change in your energy. You are getting warmer, your heart is picking up speed. God, I hope you aren't reliving the days events, it took a long time to settle you down. I take a slow deep breath, preparing myself for the battle with your anxiety and sadness. In through the nose, out though the mouth. Your hand tightens around mine, OK here we go, I won't let the bad feelings win. Taking my hand, you put it under your pajama bottoms, resting my fingers on your warm, moist crotch. You untangle your hand from mine and press my fingers into the swelling prize between your hips. I am pleasantly surprised and in understanding of your need for release, I set my fingers to work my magic upon your soft lust. Your PJ's are baggy but I don't have enough room to do what I want. My feet find your pant legs, gripping them with my toes. Pulling them off your hips, exposing your private wetness to the room. Searching toes grip again and pull the soft flannel down past your knees.

To further lighten the mood I tickle you with both hands. One hand on your belly teasing. The other where it counts, thumb on your clitoris, playful fingers prancing, lightly dancing over a dampness that is becoming wetter. Press your head against my neck, arching your back, breathing in deep and pushing your rear into my groin. I wasn't thinking of myself but you have aroused me. I need to be inside you, to bring you the bliss you deserve. Pushing back into your tush, the intimacy has made me hotter than I realized, I can feel the tension in my balls making me ready to explode. Without waiting further, I switch hands. Left hand playing with the clitoris, right hand dipping into wet folds, teasing. Your breathing speeds up and your hands become more active. Sitting up a little, you pull up your shirt, exposing sexy breasts, n*****s hardening in the cool air, growing bigger, wanting to be touched. Both of us breathing intensely, your own hands on your heaving bosom, fondling globes of joy. One hand wandering, fingers exploring your sexy mouth. I am inspired and sink two fingers inside your love nest. Probing inside you, in and out. Slowly, lovingly, caressing your inner sanctum with a single handed prayer.

My face, surrounded by the hair at your neck, it's scent never failing to arouse. My hard shaft pushing against your tail, loving the sensation but it wants to be inside you. My fingers not wanting to leave their station but your clitoris is dry, must find them lubrication. I hear you sucking on your fingers, I’m so horny my mouth is dry. Thinking your oral fixation has fought off this annoyance, I bring my left hand up to your mouth and wrestle your fingers for entry between your hungry lips. Your hand goes elsewhere, my fingers submitting to your voracious lips, tongue and teeth. A full mouth, muffling sighs of ecstasy and hips trusting against my hand, fingers as deep inside you as I can get, in and out. Diving in and sliding out, fingers pushing to bring you to a wet explosion of carnal pleasure. You slide your foot up toward you, knee hanging off the side of the couch, giving my hand better access. You want more so I oblige with three fingers. Faster and faster, thrusting into you deep, the way you like it. My shaft grinding on your rear, I am close to finding my release. Trying to rub your clitoris with my thumb, finding wet fingers already on it, a quick pace tells me you are close as well. I can't take it anymore, I need to be inside you. Should I let you finish? Do I dare break the momentum I have going?

I feel your hand between us, searching..........and finding my hard wood, giving it a passionate tug, almost receiving a handful of sticky man juice. You arch your back again, breathing in deeply and out sighing “Waaaaant.” Question answered. I quickly remove all of my fingers from your orifices and push myself up off the cushions. You scoot away from the back of the couch and lay down, your legs spread, feet high in the air to invite me in. Setting my knees down, I free a hand to let your wet valley softly kiss the tip of my member. Your breathing quickens, I lean in and you envelop my shaft. You gasp and I moan as my hardness glides into your wet softness, my balls coming to rest upon the trickle of juices I have displaced with my entry. The insides of my elbows meet the insides of your knees as my hands brace myself. Your legs are spread wider and I push deeper inside you, my balls nearly exploding from the shear joy of pressing against your hot wet skin. I start pumping, nice and slow, but deep. I want to take my time and make you to feel the joy I feel before you empty me of my essence. Nice and slow my shaft slides, iiiiiiiiin and ouuuuuuut, iiiiiiiiin and ouuuuuuut of your wet swollen mound. With just a few pushes into you, your back is arched and fingers are clawing at the cushions. A little faster, in and out. Moaning as my manhood fills you up and retreats only to fill you up again. Bringing your hands to your body, one at your chest that enjoys the thrill of squeezing your breast and pinching its n****e. The other on your clitoris, rubbing it fast, side to side. Seeing the look of pleasure on your face and your increased moaning tells me you're close, this excites me. I stop mid stroke to wiggle my hips, making my tool dance inside you, teasing the very inside of your being. You pinch your n****e harder and rub your clitoris furiously as I bring you to the brink. You gasp for air and moan, “Screw me baby, make me cum!” I stop my hips from wiggling and give you slow short strokes, in, out, in, out. You lift your head and look at me with angst and beg me, “Harder! Please baby, please!” You words of wantonness make me harder, bigger. Grinning widely, I return to pumping you. Pumping away at your slit that grips my shaft better than any hand ever could. I'm throbbing as I hold back the pressure that wants to be unleashed within you. Still rubbing your clitoris, but more furiously now. Your other hand back to clawing at the couch. “God yes, harder!” you moan. I know you are close and want to push you over the edge, “My dick wants your cum. Cum on my dick. Give me your cum. CUM BABY!” And you do, grabbing for the couch, taking tight handfuls of the cushion as your back arches, moaning loudly “Yes, ohhhhhhhh God, YES!” What comes out of you next is more a gurgle. Thrusting hard and deep into you one last time as the orgasm makes you contract around my manhood tightly. Your hips shudder and quake as a flood of new wetness flows around my shaft and spills out onto my balls that are being jostled by your motions. I struggle to keep from erupting myself but keep it contained. This orgasm is all yours babe. Pulling back and give you another hard, deep thrust. I am rewarded with another shaft choking contraction, more hip shuddering, another flood of wetness and this time your legs shake uncontrollably. Again forced to hold back the maddening pressure within my loins.

The trembling and intermittent bucking goes on for what feels like minutes. Staying hard from your motions and the arousal I get from watching the pleasure course through your body. Just starting to go limp when you come back to reality and put your hands on my chest. Your hot hands caressing my own hot sweaty skin invigorates me and I can feel myself swell inside you. With your flush face and narrowed eyes, a huge smile blossoms from within and you whisper, “Thank you.” I smile back, “You're very welcome.” Unwrapping my arms from around your legs, to slide my forearms under your shoulders, taking a hand full of your hair to cradle your head on my palm. Wanting to taste you, I lean in and bring my mouth to yours, kissing you passionately. My mouth open wide, surrendering my tongue to yours. Lower myself down on top of your hot writhing body, feeling your arms and legs wrap around me, a single heal pressing into the small of my back. Hot smooth hands on my back and I begin thrusting my hips into you again, knowing I will soon expend my lust deep within you.

Slowly, pressing, retreating, my manhood sliding inside you, and out. Nails dig into my back, the pain enthralls me. I have found Heaven in your arms. My mouth goes to your ear lobe, licking and sucking; reveling in the heavy breathing and moaning in my own ear. Thrusting harder now, rocking your body and making you scream. Driving deeper, my body slapping against yours, making the couch squeak from enthusiasm. Nails raking down my back. This drives me over the edge, the tingling in my balls has started. “I'm gonna cum baby, are you ready?” “Yessssssss” I take a deep breath and bite down on the meat of your inner shoulder. I feel the orgasm rip though your body as you scream my name. Thighs squeeze me tightly as you shake outwardly and an inner strength gripping my shaft. Pushing hot juices into your passage sets me off. One last mighty thrust and I erupt inside you, both of us bucking wildly as we let loose with our liquid fire. Fluids mingle inside you and trickle out of your body, leaving behind only ecstasy. We both pass out from the release, me still on top and inside of you as the wet spot on the cushions gets larger. United as one and in blissful oblivion, drifting away to screw each other in our dreams.