1. His Turn


    Date: 1/31/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Keleana, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    more, twisting it straight. She knew he would love how her cheeks peeked out of the bottom. She gave them a pat and opened the door. When she poked her head out, she didn't see him, so she headed down the hall to the bedroom. She eased the door open and saw he had managed to change and crawl into bed. He was laying on his side, clinging to the pillow with a grasp that made her feel like it was his sanity. She watched his bare side rise and fall with every breath. He looked at peace, for a change, and she almost just wanted to let him sleep...almost. "Poor babe," she muttered. She crawled up next to him and gently pried the pillow from him. He groaned quietly in protest, not opening his eyes, and reached for it back only to fill his arms with her instead. She did into the void the pillow had left, sliding it behind her as she pulled him down to lay upon her breast. He lay there, holding her as he did the pillow, but only for a moment. He never was one to let on just how much he wanted her comfort. Always the tough guy, but she knew. It was one of their unspoken understandings. As she held him, she ran her fingers through his hair. He began to realize the texture of the fabric under his cheek was not smooth, and began to slightly rub his face against it. She shivered, as the sensation caused her nipple to harden and poke through the gaps in the lace of her dress. He had been gradually waking more and more, coming to fruition at the feel of her tender bud against his face. He ...
    turned, eyes still closed, and reached for her with his mouth. He trailed hot, wet kisses across her breast before finding his treasure and tracing circles around it with his tongue. Her breath shallowed as he gazed his teeth across her tender, aching flesh. His heart began to race with hers as she arched her body towards him. He gave a low, guttural moan as he felt down her stomach to the edge of her dress, dipping a finger into the already doing slit between her legs. His moan snapped her back into awareness, and she mentally chided herself for forgetting she wanted to be the one pleasuring him this time around. Mustering all her strength and self control, she rolled him onto his back, kissing him firmly and passionately on the mouth. He fought a little at first, then caved, letting his muscles melt into the bed as she slowly rubbed down his chest and sides, kissing along his jaw and fighting the urge to just jump straight on his growing cock. This is about him tonight, she reminded herself. She softly kissed down his chest, letting her hand creep ever so lightly and slowly to where his waist band should have been. She looked at him suddenly, pleased that her hand found merely more flesh. "You think you are the only one with surprises?" There was that sexy smirk again. She gave him a dark, lustful look and slid down his body, grabbing his now fully erect dick and stroking him as her hot breath gave him gooseflesh across his stomach. "Mmmm..." she purred before taking him in ...