Erotic fiction inspired by Antonia Sainz and Michael Fly in “Messy”
I lay in bed watching my girlfriend Antonia as she tidied up the bedroom, getting a sly look at some porn on my phone until she complained that I wasn’t helping. So I sat up and folded some clothes and she spotted what I was looking at on my phone and gave me the cold shoulder, seriously unimpressed with me. I can’t help it, I’m a horny little dog.
And those shoulders of hers looked tense. I thought she could do with a massage, just to get her to relax a little, and I had a boner hiding under the sheets that could do with a massage too…
The thing about Antonia is that she can be totally mad at me but she loves a good make up fuck, and she really loves a massage. It only took a few minutes to get her in the mood, which is good because my dick was too hard to let me work on her aches and pains for long.
She leaned back against me and my hand just wandered over her shoulder and inside her T-shirt. I eased it down to bare her big titties – she has fine, big nipples that I just love to tease. Her breasts felt so good in my hands, their weight resting on my palms as my fingers and thumbs teased each nipple; it sent thrills through my body, making my cock throb. A wave of desire flushed through me, making me eager to have her. I moved over and let her fall back onto the bed and stared down at her. She was watching me, her eyes shining bright, waiting for my next move. I bent my head, my tongue grazing her nipples. They were warm in my mouth and grew stiff as I sucked gently on them. My erection pressed hard against her thigh and I listened to her breathing as it quickened and rose in volume.
From there, it was easy to slide down the bed and get my face up tight against her panty-clad pussy, gliding my tongue over her underwear, giving her a taste of what was to come. Was it my tongue that moistened her panties, or her pussy getting wet? It was hard to tell. I tasted the cotton of her panties mixed with the musky flavour of her sex and felt her slender thighs wrap around my head. Quickly, she yanked her underwear off and I knew she was just as eager for a fuck as I was.
My tongue tasted her wet hole and her lips parted; her desire had flooded her pussy, coating my tongue and lips, and that was all the encouragement I needed. I was balls deep inside her within seconds as she lay back and moaned with pleasure, her eyes locked on mine as I pumped my dick into her tight hole. I ground my hips against hers, sliding my cock in and out of her, her pussy lips gripping my shaft.
We moved as one, thrusting against each other as her pussy juice slathered over us both, coating my cock and thighs, her lips dipping in with my dick, rolling back out to smear my shaft with wetness again each time I pulled back. Antonia moaned with passion, her nails raking my back, searching for my ass, digging into my flesh, pulling me harder into her as if she feared I might pull out and leave her wanting more.
My arms began to ache holding myself above her like that and I rolled off onto my side, spooning in behind her. Her back was coated with a thin sheen of sweat, hot against my chest. She pushed her ass back into me and opened her legs, desperate to have me back inside her. I held her leg up high as she moaned loudly, her fingers playing with her clit, grinding at her button – I love a woman who will play with her pussy when you fuck her, don’t you? It’s like she’s showing that she’s so into it, all her inhibitions just melt away.
Antonia was so wet and I was so hard that I slipped into her pussy without having to use my hands to guide me, and I let out a deep sigh of relief as I felt the warm tight grip of her pussy back around my shaft. Antonia’s orgasm swept over her then, my dick deep in her pussy, her fingers all over her slippery clit, shuddering as she came.
And then she got interested in my pleasure, pushing me onto my back and getting her mouth around my rod, kissing my dick and sucking me off. Her mouth was warm and wet, but she couldn’t take me as deep as she could in her pussy. No matter, she was good with her tongue, rolling it around my tip, cushioning my cock as she bobbed down on my shaft.
She crawled up the bed beside me, her hand wrapped around my cock, her awesome titties brushing against my body, hard nipples making me acutely aware of them. It’s the most wonderful thing she can do for me, handling my cock like that, tugging me with a desire to make me cum, and she slapped my boner against her pendulous titties, kissing me and pumping my dick fast. It felt incredible, her grip soft but firm, and she jerked me steadily, watching me with beautiful intensity. A wave of lust came over me and I wanted to cum for her, to cum all over myself, to please her. But Antonia was only turning herself on more and she let go of my shaft and clambered back onto me, ready for more.
She rode me with a deep need for satisfaction, using me for her own pleasure, her thighs slapping against mine, her breasts pressed into my face as I raised my head to lick and tongue her nipples eagerly. I came, my cock spasming with each blast as my seed entered her, filling her with my sperm. Her body rocked, her orgasm loud and final, her hands pressed against my chest, head back, eyes closed tight. She fell against me and kissed me gently, her pussy relaxing, our juices slowly spilling over my thighs.
Is it any wonder I sometimes pick a fight with Antonia, just so we can have make up sex?
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