No Need To Cum

Nic from ‘Arsenic and Old Lace’ recently wrote about her difficulty orgasming and bemoaning the tendency of erotica to portray the simultaneous orgasm with unreasonable regularity. I’m certainly often guilty of that too, a fact I realised some time ago when I came to realise that my own sexual activity often ends perfectly happily, without guilt or frustration, but most importantly without orgasm. So I set myself the task then to write a piece that reflects that and finally, prompted by these thoughts, I’ve completed it.

“Come here”, he swept her swiftly into his arms and held her tight. She tilted her head back and kissed him.

His hands roamed over her skin as she pressed closely against him. She felt his erection pressing against her and moved a hand down to stroke it gently.
With a smiling shared glance they moved to the bed. They lay down and shared a kiss, pressing the length of their bodies together as they did so.

With a sudden urgency she pushed her hands against his shoulders pushing him down onto his back. She straddled him quickly and sank down onto him sighing with satisfaction as his cock drove deep into her. She rocked back and forwards her hips tilting with their own natural rhythm. She threw her arms out for balance as she moved, moaning softly at the pleasure she felt.

With a cheeky smile she dismounted, now rolling on to her back alongside him. His hand came up to stroke her face gently before he pulled himself up. His body arched over hers and she shivered at the promise of it.

With deft hands he pulled her gently towards the centre of the bed, raising her legs and positioning himself behind her thighs. She moaned again as he entered her, her hands reached up to caress him as he thrust slowly and deeply into her.

His rhythm changed, becoming more urgent and her cries grew louder as the force of his lovemaking increased. Together their bodies thrust together with increasing urgency. Eventually he paused. A moment of stillness. She caught her breath underneath him.

A shift in position. Pillows moved, legs grasped. She gasped as he plunged in yet again. He continued his motion until she was breathless, voiceless and wide eyed.

“You’ve had enough” he smiled. She didn’t contradict him, she could barely move. She smiled back in delight.
“Rest now” she assured him.
He moved aside to let her legs drop and to stretch himself beside her. She held out her arms and he wrapped himself closely around her.
“Thank you my love” she whispered.
He held her close as they began to doze together.

Author: Caitlin

Geeky, kinky and poly. Discovering my Domme side. Sometimes NSFW and 18+.

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