Sinister Touch (erotica anthology) (5 page)

I let him have control, let him turn me over and do to me what he wanted. He was gentle but hard, keen to impress. He loved to use his hands, liked the feel of my flesh on his fingers and on his cock. Before he slipped it inside of me he rubbed it against my leg, ground on my thigh like a dog. I grasped it, squeezed it and used it to lever him upwards. He moved towards my face and I took him in my mouth, licking his balls, his shaft and then the tip of his penis. I felt it pulse in my mouth then I took it all in, sucked it once, twice, and released. He wanted more, but I wanted to play as well.

I repositioned myself, telling him where I wanted him to put his cock and he obliged. He thrust it hard and deep, I felt every inch inside of me. He held it there, let it linger, let me feel his hot, hard cock, before he pulled it out, teased me, rubbed the tip of his penis over the lips of my vagina, tickled it against my clit, and then thrust it in again. I was delirious with exertion, twisting, begging for him to fuck me, but still he teased me, toyed with me, got me even more excited.

By the fourth or fifth thrust, I was ready to explode. I dug my nails into his back, felt the blood run through my fingertips, saw the twisted grimace of agony on his face as he powered through. I came before he did, sent to heaven whilst he still pumped away inside of me.

I stopped him before he came; let him finish on my stomach, his hot jets of cum hitting my tanned flesh, tight with a coating of sweat. He made a deep sound with his throat, clenched his fist tight around the shaft of his penis when the final spurts of spunk leaked from his cock.

He left it, wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and looked down at me, admiring his work before meeting my eyes. He looked pleased with himself, he was grinning widely.

“I really like you,” he told me in breathless spurts.

I nodded. I really liked him too.

“I’m so glad to have found you so quick.” He flopped over, his erect cock slapping against his thigh as he rolled onto his back and began to play with the thin, sweat matted hairs on his chest. I turned over, propped myself up on my elbow and peered down at him. He stretched up to give me a kiss, I pulled away.

“What do you mean?” I asked.
So quick
?”

“After Melanie,” he said simply.

“
After
Melanie?”

He nodded slowly, sat upright and tried to give me another kiss. I moved away, off the bed, standing up by the edge and looking down at him. He looked perturbed, his needy eyes looking desperately up at me.

“Well, It’s just that I don’t really like being single,” he began to explain, his eyes passing my naked breasts as he searched his brain for thought, I felt him stir again, saw the glimmer in his eyes that suggested he was probably ready to go again. I ignored it.

“I don’t understand,” I said.

“I know it’s desperate, probably a bit said, but after Melanie finished me--”

“Melanie finished you?”

He nodded slowly. “On holiday. You didn’t know?”

I shook my head, long and slow. I looked him up and down; his needy face; his sweaty body, repugnant with the stench of spent sex and must; his tiny cock and his hairy ass.

“I need to go.” His spunk had dripped down my stomach, was running a rivulet down my pussy. I cupped it in my hand, a disgusted grimace on my face. I grabbed one of his socks nearby, used it to mop up every last drop of his ejaculate. Then I began to dress, quickly.

“Where are you going?” he asked. He tried to stand, tried to stop me, I took a step back and held up a halting hand.

“I need to go,” I told him sternly.

“But why, was it something I said?”

I looked him up and down again. He was naked, standing right in front of me. He disgusted me. “This isn’t going to work out,” I told him simply.

I dressed and left without saying another word.

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