Happy
Sunday!
I’ve
got an intense oral excerpt for you today, from “Naked in
Varanasi”, one of the stories in my paranormal collection FourthWorld. It sort of speaks for itself!
When
you’re finished here, head over to Victoria’s place for more
Sunday kisses.
“You
think too much, meri jaan.” As though conjured by his
fantasies, she was suddenly there—her warm breath in his ear, her
heady scent in his nostrils, stretched out beside him on the narrow
mattress. Her fingers tickled his nipples then danced away to flutter
over his cock. “The mind cannot lead you to release. It will only
mire you further in samsara.”
He
groaned as her touch, her nearness, tripled the agony he'd felt
before. Her naked curves molded themselves to his angular frame. One
smooth thigh settled over his, nudging his aching balls. One breast
nestled plump and smooth against his chest, the taunting nipple
making his mouth water.
“Do
not fight yourself, little one,” she murmured. “Do not fight me.
You cannot win.”
Her
lips, her tongue, her hands, all were busy coaxing endless varieties
of sensation from his traitorous body. Now she straddled his torso,
bent at the waist to nuzzle his cock, her lush ass inches from his
face. Potent musk poured from her moist cleft, the distilled essence
of every woman he'd ever known.
Hunger
seized him. He grabbed the fleshy mounds and dragged her onto his
face, plunging his tongue into her cavity.
At
the same time, she swallowed his cock, pulling him deep into her
throat.
He
thought that he'd die from sensory overload. She held him, pinned to
the bed, while she ravaged his cock. He couldn't move, couldn't
breathe, but he was not afraid. If he were to expire smothered by her
meaty ass, drowning in her sex juice, that would be only right. She
deserved to be worshiped, to have a man give up everything in order
to bring her to final release.
She
sucked hard. Meanwhile she gyrated on top of him, pressing her moist,
elastic flesh into his mouth. Her clit felt like one of the pebbles
from the temple courtyard, granite-hard and warmed by the sun. When
he flicked his tongue over the node, she squirmed, loosing a new
flood of lubrication that he drank up like wine.
The
knob of his cock grazed her palate, triggering new ecstasy. He was
closer to the edge than he'd been that morning, but somehow he knew
he could hold on until he brought her to the same state. She moved
back and forth on top of him, sucking in time with his thrusting
tongue. Yes, that's right, he thought. Come for me, come
hard. Soak me with your juice. Let me explode in your mouth. Let's go
up in flames together.
He
licked her into a loud, lewd frenzy. She screamed and cursed in her
own language. He had forgotten the other men sleeping around them. It
never occurred to him to worry that they'd wake. Fever held the two
of them in its grip, making them wild and hot, sick with lust,
totally insane.
1 comment:
Phew! I know it's hot in here, but this sure is one steamy excerpt! Gotta love that 69 action! Just be careful when in throes of orgasm, not to grind your teeth while his cock is still in your mouth!
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