A literotic sexstories: The New Level by B.B.Hartwich ,
This is a short story I had to tell.
It was a warm summer night, the sky was painted with a million stars and the air was thick with anticipation. Me and my girlfriend, Angela, had been together for almost two years and tonight was the night we had both been fantasizing about for months. we finally decided to give each other our cherries and take things to the next level.
Angela stood in front of me, wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and panties set. Her long, silky hair flowed down her back in a waterfall of ebony. She bit her bottom lip, nervous but excited as she watched me undress. my muscles rippled as i pulled off my shirt, revealing my chiseled abs and broad shoulders. I unbuckled my pants, letting them fall to the floor, and stepped out of my boxers, revealing my hard, throbbing cock.
Angela gasped at the sight of me, her cheeks flushing a bright red. “You’re so big,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. I smiled, my eyes meeting hers in the mirror above the bed. She stepped closer, wrapping her arms around my neck, and kissed me deeply. My hands found their way to her hips, lifting her up so that she was level with my cock.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” I asked, my voice husky with need. She nodded, her breath coming in short little gasps as I guided her down onto my cock. Her tight, wet heat engulfed me, and I groaned, thrusting deep inside her. Angela arched her back, moaning loudly, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I began to move slowly, gently, enjoying the feel of her body sliding up and down mine. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and peaked. As I moved faster, my hips meeting hers in a rhythm that felt almost frenzied, I reached around to cup her ass, squeezing and massaging the soft flesh.
“Oh God, I love how you feel inside me,” she moaned, her voice barely audible over the sounds of our skin slapping together. I leaned forward, my lips finding her neck, sucking and nipping at the tender flesh as I continued to thrust deeper and harder. Angela’s moans became louder, more desperate, her body beginning to quiver with the oncoming pleasure.
Finally, my hips snapped forward one last time, and I felt the incredible release of my cum deep inside her. I collapsed on top of her, my chest heaving, my cock still buried inside her. After a moment, I rolled off, and Angela curled up next to me, panting heavily.
“That was… incredible,” she whispered, her voice still shaky. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. I kissed her forehead and smiled. “Now for the rest of your present,” I teased.
Angela’s eyes widened with excitement as I reached down between her legs. She parted her thighs, revealing her wet, swollen folds. I knelt on the bed, positioning my cock at her entrance, and slowly began to push inside her again. She let out a moan of pleasure as I stretched her tight opening, feeling me fill her once more. My thrusts were harder this time, faster, more intense.
I reached down, finding her clit, and began to rub circles around it. Angela arched her back, crying out my name as she felt the building pressure within her. Her nails dug into my shoulders, urging me on as I pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Finally, she cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering with the release of her orgasm. I continued to move inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me as she climaxed.
As my own pleasure crested, I let go, pouring my cum deep inside her, feeling my body shake with the force of my orgasm. I collapsed on top of her, panting heavily, my heart racing. After a moment, I pulled out, and rolled onto my back, pulling Angela into my arms. She curled up against me, her head on my chest, her body still trembling from the intensity of the experience.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice muffled by my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her tightly. “I love you too, baby,” I said, kissing the top of her head. “And I can’t wait to see what else tonight has in store for us.”
As the adrenaline of our lovemaking began to fade, a new kind of energy filled the room. It was the kind of energy that came from sharing something truly intimate, from connecting on a level that went beyond words. I felt it coursing through my veins, making my heart race and my skin tingle.
Angela stirred in my arms, her body still flush with pleasure. She shifted her weight, pressing her back against my chest, and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me even closer. I could feel her soft breath against my neck, each exhale sending a shiver down my spine.
“What do you want to do now?” she asked, her voice still husky from our passion. I kissed her neck, my lips lingering on her skin. “I was thinking we could explore the rest of the house,” I whispered. “See what else we can find to play with.”
She laughed softly, the sound filling the room like music. “You mean, like this?” she teased, running her hands over my chest. I groaned, arching my back into her touch. “I like the sound of that.”
I got out of bed, pulling her with me, and led her over to the dresser. I opened the top drawer, revealing a collection of silky scarves and feather ticklers. Angela’s eyes widened with excitement as she saw the assortment of toys laid out before her. She reached in, ***********ing a long, black scarf, and began to wrap it around her wrist. “Like this?” she asked, demonstrating how she could use it to spank me.
I took the scarf from her, gently guiding her hands to the bed, and showed her how she could tie my wrists to the bedpost. Then, I lay back on the bed, my hands bound above my head, and watched as she approached, the scarf still coiled around her wrist. She circled me with the scarf, teasing me with the possibility of pain before finally bringing it down across my chest. The sting was sharp, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of pleasure as I felt the rush of adrenaline surge through my body.
Angela smiled, pleased with the effect she was having on me. She circled me again, this time brushing the scarf across my erect cock, teasing me mercilessly. I arched my hips upward, desperate for release, but she held the scarf taut, denying me the relief I so badly needed. Finally, she leaned down and kissed me, her tongue dancing with mine as she began to stroke me with her hand. I groaned, my hips bucking against her touch, the pleasure building inside me until I could no longer contain it. I felt my release wash over me, my cock throbbing as I came in her hand.
Angela smiled again, satisfied with her dominance. She untied my hands and climbed onto the bed beside me, her body pressed against mine. “That was amazing,” I breathed, my words still shaky with the aftermath of her handjob. “I never knew I could feel like that.”
I kissed her tenderly, my hands exploring her body, tracing the lines of her shoulders, her spine, the curve of her hips. “I’m glad we could share that with each other,” I said, my voice husky with emotion. “I love you, Angela. Tonight has been perfect.”
She nestled her head against my chest, her body relaxing into mine. “I love you too, And I can’t wait to see what the rest of our life has in store for us.”
As I held her close, I knew that there was no limit to what we could achieve together, no boundary we couldn’t cross. And as the night unfolded, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building within me, a feeling that our love was capable of anything, that together, we could conquer the world.
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