Erotica: No Way I'd Rather Have It
Casey and Logan can't get enough of each other—so much so that she asks him to empty himself inside her for the very first time.
Logan’s hands wandered over Casey’s body as their lips touched. She couldn’t help but delve her tongue in and explore his lips and tongue. His hands cupped her modest breasts, admiring how they felt in his hands, before trailing his hands down her sides and settling on her hips. She began to kiss his neck, and it felt like a flashpoint to Logan. There was no going back from this point.
“You want this?” he asked grabbing her hand and letting it hover over the outline of his obviously hard cock. “You see how hard you’re making me?”
“Mmm,” Casey moaned, her hand cupping his hard cock through his jeans. “I think it’s time for you to take off those jeans.”
He stood and quickly undid his belt, the metallic clink of it giving Casey goosebumps from the sheer anticipation of what was to come. She took the opportunity to shed her sundress, leaving her just in a bra and panties.
From her place on the couch, Casey looked up at Logan’s tall form. He stood at about 6’1”, dwarfing her petite height of 5’3”. When Logan saw her looking up at him with a heavy dose of arousal in her eyes, he quickly shed his shirt and reached out to ruffle her blonde, wavy hair.
“Come here, baby girl,” he said, settling back on the couch wearing just his boxers. He quickly used both hands to grab Casey around the waist and pull her into his lap. She straddled him and ground her hips into his hard cock, just the fabric of their underwear keeping him from slipping inside her.
“Slow down…” Logan trailed off, unable to resist the way his girlfriend felt when she rubbed her pussy against his erection. She leaned forward, over him; her hair tickled his face as she moved in to nibble on his neck.
Logan’s large hands slid up and down her back, pausing to unfasten the bra she wore. She loosened her arms to take it off and he happily tossed it in the direction of the bedroom, eliciting a giggle from both of them. Casey’s laugh was quickly replaced by a moan as Logan’s hands cupped her breasts, his palms brushing against her nipples.
“You like this?”
She nodded enthusiastically.
“How about this?” he asked, pinching both of her nipples between his forefingers and thumbs and twisting. At first, he was gentle, but as she adjusted to the sensation, he twisted a little harder. She thrust her hips against his hard-on once more and was able to perfectly align herself so that his throbbing cock brushed against her clit. She let out a little, urgent, high-pitched moan.
“Oh, Logan. I want you,” she breathed into his ear. “I need you.”
“I’m not fucking you on the couch,” he growled. “So you better get yourself fully naked and into my bed, baby girl.”
She nodded, dismounting him and standing. Slowly, she shed her thong in front of him, as he watched with a smile on his face when she fully bent over, giving him quite a perfect view of her pussy and ass. Casey glanced over her shoulder revealed the most satisfying look on his face. She and Logan hadn’t been dating for very long so she liked still being able to do things that surprised him.
She stood, fully naked, letting him take in her petite, curvy body for a minute. “Damn, baby. I could look at your body all day.”
She blushed, then reached out for his hand. “Come on.”
They made the short walk to his bedroom hand-in-hand.
“Lay down on your back,” he instructed. “With a pillow under your hips.”
She did as he said, and waited for him to decide what he was going to do with her first. He got on the bed on his stomach, using his hands to bend her knees and spread her legs. Logan wasted no time, he quickly hooked his arms around her thighs and dove into her center with his mouth.
“Oh my God, Logan,” she groaned shakily, as his tongue traced the area around her clit. She reached down, burying her fingers in his curly, auburn hair. His pace steadied, but he continued to steadily prod and circle her clit. “Oh my God.”
He came up for air, but not before blowing cool air on her most sensitive areas and replacing his tongue with his thumb. “Does that feel okay?”
“Are you kidding?” she asked, before taking a heaving breath. “It feels amazing.”
“It’s not too much?”
“Noooo,” she sighed, shaking her head. “It’s what I’ve been dreaming about all day.”
Satisfied with that answer, he returned his mouth to her pussy. The fingers that had been gently circling her clit trailed down. He inserted one finger then another, rhythmically moving them in and out of her in time with more direct swipes of his tongue over her clit. His manuever left Casey a shaking, moaning, blissful mess.