Author's Note
My second effort is a short story I wrote between working on longer stories. While I understand the passion of the community I please ask that any feedback is constructive and not abusive. Any negative feedback will not be read. I do encourage constructive feedback on my work, via the comments or DM's as I want to be able to grow within a positive community.
Fingers crossed, MrJ.
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I stand beside the bed watching you as you lay across the top of her, both of you only wearing satin underwear. Your velvet skin rubbing against hers, sending tingles though your body. Her full round soft breast close to your mouth. Your legs straddling one of hers. With naughty eyes looking at me you slowly lower your mouth and take her nipple between your lips. As you slowly taste her she lets out a low, calm sigh. Your eyes let me know that you want to make me beg.
You have made me stand beside the large flat bed while you undress first her, then yourself. You make me stand watching in my jeans and shirt. I am free to move around the bed but cannot touch it and cannot undress myself.
The pure restraint of you telling me not to is stronger than any rope could be.
You slowly close your eyes as you take more of her nipple into your mouth, cupping the outside of her large soft breast to hold it still. Her heart starts to race, as she takes in a deep lungful of air and moans louder.
'Hmmm.' I hear you moan as her nipple hardens in your mouth. You feel the soft velvet touch of her body under yours as she starts to squirm. You slowly open your eyes to look at me again, this time opening your mouth to show me how you are gently holding her large, pink nipple between your teeth.
My mouth waters, my heart races, and my cock throbs in my jeans.
Her hands slide over your shoulders, the tips of her fingers tingling the surface of your skin. With each slow movement of her fingers, tiny electric shocks fire down your spine to the most sensitive part of your body to the red birthmark on the small of your back. With each shot of energy into this spot your hips try to make tiny thrusts. You resist showing me the effect of her touch that I know so well.