Sinful desires{steamiest short stories}

My breasts were sticky, and there were still a few marshmallows stuck to my sweaty skin, but he ignored those in favor of more delicious delights.

He sucked and sucked on my buds, tugging and toying with them before finally giving me what I most wanted-his teeth. I looked down to see the rapture on his face, his eyes closed, mouth moving rapidly as I pushed as much of my hanging boobs between his lips as I could.

The more he massaged my nipples, the deeper the ache in my cunt until I simply had to stroke myself, then shove two fingers inside me while he kept right on going. He’d pause to lick the tunnel between my breasts while they brushed against his cheek, occasionally taking a stray marshmallow into his mouth.

He opened his eyes with one between his teeth and then practically gave it a blowjob, savoring every last bite, his shiny white teeth gleaming against the dessert he was devouring. I just couldn’t help it-I pinched his cheeks, finally dropping my breasts down toward his chest so I could kiss him.

Then I took his long, slender fingers into my mouth for a tongue bath. With each brush of my tongue against his sensitive digits, he moaned. I finally pulled his glistening fingers out from my lips and guided them down below, where three immediately slipped inside, finally filling me.

I reached down for his cock, taking it out and slowly stroking him until he erupted.

Then he didn’t ask or tell, he just showed me what he wanted, pushing me onto my back and bringing his face to my sex, eating me in the most spectacular way I’d ever experienced.

All I can really tell you is that I saw stars behind my closed eyes, felt his hot, greedy tongue all over me, then fingers, then everything all at once. I whimpered, then felt tears brush against my eyes as he kept right on going, this time taking what his sugar mama had given him and then some.

Todd didn’t stop until I was well past four orgasms, and even then I felt the impression of his tongue on my overheated sex. He ended things by licking one long, beautiful line from my clit on up, catching the salt of my sweat and the leftover sugar, bringing them both to my mouth.

Our most recent date involved a midnight movie-to be honest, I forget exactly what it was, because I spent most of the film otherwise occupied. While he went to the bathroom, I raided the concession stand: I bought my favorite candy, peppermint patties.

I slipped one into my mouth, letting the small, round treat suffuse my taste buds with its spicy sweetness. His eyes were on the screen, riveted by threats and explosions, so he didn’t notice as the chocolate and peppermint discs silently caressed my tongue, making nice until they seeped all along my taste buds.

He certainly noticed, though, when I sank to my knees, quietly unzipped him and gave him a quick, dirty and tingling blowjob.

He couldn’t speak, which I knew he’d find maddening-most of our cocksucking sessions are filled with the filthiest talk imaginable, and hearing him tell me to swallow him whole as he tugs on my hair always sets me off. Instead, he just looked at the screen, not wanting to give anything away.

The taste of peppermint was fading into the taste of cock, the heavy male muskiness suffusing my senses until he spurted a fat load against my tongue. Quick as a flash, I swallowed, zipped him up, got back in my seat and fished out the bag of candy.

I palmed one and offered it to him. He didn’t look at me as he unwrapped it, but as the circle hit his tongue, I saw his body jerk in his seat and smiled to myself as I opened my final patty, a well-earned reward for my efforts.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

What he didn’t know is that I also had some red hots tucked away in my bag-but I’d save those for next time. A good sugar mama’s gotta be prepared, and I plan to stock my purse, and my pantry, very well.

They’ll be my own private candy stores, ones that only open for one very special customer.