Erotic Fiction inspired by Elena Vega in “Bookworm”
I would probably finish reading many more books if not for the effect my reading has on my wife, Elena. Some girls get turned on seeing their man being physical – I have one friend who knows that whenever he’s chopping wood, his girlfriend will soon be sucking his wood. Then there are girls who get wet between the legs if you tell them how hot they are and detail exactly what you want to do to them.
But Elena is unique. She gets turned on watching me read. Which means I have to pick and choose where and when to read if I want to actually get through a book. But it also means that I can turn her on without having to lift a finger. Sundays are ideal for bookworming. I can grab a novel, make myself comfortable on the couch and literally lie in wait for Elena to come find me.
Last Sunday, I spread a ton of books out on the coffee table and set to reading, knowing she’d be in soon enough. She likes to pretend she’s not getting turned on, but I know when she can’t resist; I can sense her, see her out of the corner of my eye trying hard to ignore me.
I moved to the bedroom, making myself even harder to resist. Elena followed me in and snatched the book out of my hands, acting like I had stuff to do, even though we both knew where this was heading.
Then she was straddling me, her tongue pushing into my mouth, seeking out my own. She pressed her pussy against my groin, using her whole body to turn me on. Elena climbed off me to unbutton my pants and I lifted my butt off the bed so she could tug them down. She didn’t bother to pull them off, just got them down far enough to get at my cock.
I was half hard for her already, but the warm wet pleasure her mouth brought to my pole made me thicken immediately. She tried to smile but her mouth was full of my cock and she didn’t want to stop sucking on it.
I watched her as she gazed up at me while taking my dick all the way inside her mouth until it disappeared from sight. Then she pulled away and jerked me off, my cock wet with her saliva, her hand squeezing me gently, pumping me rhythmically.
I could have laid there and watched her jerk me off until she’d made me cum, but I’m not a selfish guy. Elena wanted to fuck and I was happy to oblige. I sat up and peeled off her clothes, pushing her onto her back and kissing her deeply. Then I got down between her creamy thighs to eat her shaved pussy. She was ready for me, her juices pooling between her pussy lips, and as my tongue slid over her clit her body flexed and tensed, getting into a groove.
I spread her lips open with my tongue, tasting her, feeling her juices seep from her hole and spread over her pussy as I licked her faster then slower, hard then soft, driving her wild. Reaching up, I squeezed her perfect titties, pinching her nipples, feeling them grow diamond-hard at my touch.
She smiled with blissful anticipation as I pulled off my pants and flipped her over. She lay on her stomach, resting on her elbows, her legs open just enough for me to ease my throbbing erection into her. It felt so good – she was tight but wet, her pussy gripping me as I pushed inside her hot hole, sliding in until I was balls-deep.
I got up a good rhythm, pulling out nearly all the way, then thrusting back in, rocking my body on hers, my hips resting on her fine ass as I used one hand to fondle her breasts. She turned her head, trying to kiss me, wanting it harder, and I fucked her faster and faster, almost making myself cum.
I eased up my rhythm, taking a minute to cool down, but she was having none of it, getting up on her hands and knees and pressing back at me, her pussy grinding on my cock. She bucked back against me, eager for more hard pounding. We were pressed tightly together as I slammed into her, lifting her into a reverse cowgirl position so she was bouncing in my lap. Her ass rippled with every stroke, and her tits were jiggling in my hands.
I was ready to grab her by the hips and pump so hard I filled her up, but she slowed the pace again by dismounting, pushing me onto my back and climbing back on in cowgirl. She was so wet my cock slid into her smoothly as she sank down on it, impaling her. Now she took things easy, slowing the rhythm, grinding her hips in sensual circles.
I lay there and watched her face, suffused with pleasure as she continued her slow, low rocking. That was too much for me; I threw her back onto the bed and spread her legs apart, pushing my cock inside her and fucking her vigorously. She loved that, loved how I took over, her body tensing suddenly as she unleashed her own orgasm, moaning and raking my back with her nails.
I pulled out and she thrilled me, taking my cock in her hand and stroking it just right, gripping hard and stroking fast, until I shot my load all over her beautiful breasts. She scooped some up with her fingers and licked it off, giving me that sultry, naughty smile that I adore.
As we lay side by side catching our breath, Elena handed me my book; but I had lost all interest in reading by then…
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