06-01-2010, 12:58 PM
One word for start:
For some years, I´ve already been writing erotic love stories for my own. Partly biografical, partly fictive. One of them I post to this forum today. I´m always open to comments, compliments and constructive criticism. Enjoy reading!
Gaywolf
Once Softer, Once Harder
"Mornin´, honey!"
Still deep somewhere in dream, I felt a tender kiss on my cheek. Was it real? I squinted at my golden watch: half past five in the morning. Monday morning. The weekend on my motorbike was over, a weekday began, and then...
I had a sigh with a bit of regret, a good stretch, then I turned towards my beloved fiancé Bastian on my right side. Our eyes met each other. We were on the same wavelength of what would come next.
Swift as a fox, I stripped off my pyjamas while Bastian got out of his underpants. See, we are used to sleeping differently dressed. However, he wrapped his hefty arms around my neck, and so did I. His hairless chest rubbed against mine which is rather furry though. Arm in arm, we were lying there. Now I had a deep look into his twinkling brown eyes, next I opened my mouth, and my tongue touched his. We kept kissing for a while in passion during which I rose to seventh heaven till, with a last kiss, he straightened up. I kept my eyes closed curiously waiting for what he might do with me.
He grabbed my legs and lay them onto his shoulders. My back bent. But my butt was fully exposed. From this position, Bastian´s bald body moved forwards, came into me. I groaned out as he penetrated me now, his thick penis penetrating my open hole. He pushed forward, he pulled backward. I was simply enjoying cos it felt that gorgeous. Quite a strength, such a lust. It finally culminated in the moment he withdrew his member, knealt right over me and came. The hot seed shot into my mouth. I tasted the salty aroma of cum and swallowed.
"Delicious breakfast," I said ready to cope with another week full of hard work.
© Gaywolf
For some years, I´ve already been writing erotic love stories for my own. Partly biografical, partly fictive. One of them I post to this forum today. I´m always open to comments, compliments and constructive criticism. Enjoy reading!
Gaywolf
Once Softer, Once Harder
"Mornin´, honey!"
Still deep somewhere in dream, I felt a tender kiss on my cheek. Was it real? I squinted at my golden watch: half past five in the morning. Monday morning. The weekend on my motorbike was over, a weekday began, and then...
I had a sigh with a bit of regret, a good stretch, then I turned towards my beloved fiancé Bastian on my right side. Our eyes met each other. We were on the same wavelength of what would come next.
Swift as a fox, I stripped off my pyjamas while Bastian got out of his underpants. See, we are used to sleeping differently dressed. However, he wrapped his hefty arms around my neck, and so did I. His hairless chest rubbed against mine which is rather furry though. Arm in arm, we were lying there. Now I had a deep look into his twinkling brown eyes, next I opened my mouth, and my tongue touched his. We kept kissing for a while in passion during which I rose to seventh heaven till, with a last kiss, he straightened up. I kept my eyes closed curiously waiting for what he might do with me.
He grabbed my legs and lay them onto his shoulders. My back bent. But my butt was fully exposed. From this position, Bastian´s bald body moved forwards, came into me. I groaned out as he penetrated me now, his thick penis penetrating my open hole. He pushed forward, he pulled backward. I was simply enjoying cos it felt that gorgeous. Quite a strength, such a lust. It finally culminated in the moment he withdrew his member, knealt right over me and came. The hot seed shot into my mouth. I tasted the salty aroma of cum and swallowed.
"Delicious breakfast," I said ready to cope with another week full of hard work.
© Gaywolf
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