Desiring Touch: Fictional Sexual Fantasy

Imagine We are on the Couch

Kissing you takes over, then have your hand slide down my body touching my hips. Your hand slips between my legs and pull me closer. Just enough distance that my skin is screaming for the touch of your skin, but we don’t yet. I writhe and ride your fingers until I cum hard on them, I practically push them out as my muscles spasm. I kiss you as you slowly withdraw your fingers. Sliding my hands down your body to your hips, I caress you to see how hard you are. I then kneel down on the floor in front of you. One hand lingering and slipping down to your balls, my other slides to your knee lightly, but just enough pressure to not tickle.

Getting closer to your hips, I start to kiss your inner thigh. I slowly kiss closer and closer to you, I can feel the tension rising in your balls was I gently massage them. My lips an inch away, I turn my head so you can feel my breath on your shaft. I feel you quiver when my lips make first contact, a soft kiss on the side of your tip. The kiss slowly intensifies, my tongue caressing your tip as my lips open around you. I keep my lips on the first inch while my tongue sends aching shivers throughout your body. My hand is still gently fondling your balls. I draw my body closer to your legs, you can feel my nipple on your thighs. You can also feel that I am still coming down from my climax from my breathing.

Must Touch and Taste You

I breathe through my nose as I slide my lips steadily down you. My tongue can slip out and lick the juncture of your soft balls and your tense shaft. I keep my lips there, using my tongue inside my mouth to make you groan and strain. You’re gripping the edge of your seat because I as I told you not to move. You just have tell me as you approach the point of no return. I use my mouth to see how much I can make you moan without cumming. At the same time I occasionally press my lips down on your hips to stimulate your tip in my throat.

A Ride

Without letting you cum, I finish my recovery. I then slowly slide my lips off your shaft, both my hands following your skin as I start to rise from the floor. I touch your legs, pushing them closer together as I bring my hips in close to yours. Kissing you, I press my wetness against you. Your tip jumps when I get close enough to touch how wet and hot I am. I hover there for a moment touching with your body, letting my juices spread down your tip. In a flash you wrap your arms around me, not being able to hold back anymore and slam my hips down around your shaft. My body doesn’t waste any time, I writhe and ride you, your hands cling to my back keeping me in close contact with your skin.

Our bodies don’t stray more than an inch apart, staying in constant touch. When I see the look on your face telling me there is no stopping your climax I let go of anything I kept in reserve and fuck you as you spasm inside me. Since you stay hard I just keep riding your hard shaft until I cum a second time or pass out from exhaustion and breathing too fast.

Fictional Story from the Wicked mind of Ava.
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