[M4F] [NSFW Literature] At His Touch [Soft Sub POV] [Gentle Dom Boyfriend] [Making You Feel Good] [Breastplay] [Eating You Out] [Sweet] [Sensual] [Love]

Writing these little, short, spicy stories has become a sort of side hobby of mine. It's a very nice diversion from doing audio all of the time, and it's fun to gradually learn more and more about traditional writing techniques.

But rest assured, a spicy audio is still on the way!

Happy reading! 🤗

His hand is on my waist, tender and careful. The other is supporting my back as he eases me backwards into bed. 

My boyfriend and I have had our intimate nights before, sure. But somehow, each time I feel like I’m starting to catch on to all of his moves, he’ll do something new to surprise me. And tonight was no different.

The fabric of the blankets greets me as I am eased backwards into bed. He swings one leg over and climbs on top of me, putting one arm on either side of my body to prevent any escape. Not that I would try to, but the idea of being locked in place by him was always exciting. 

“Comfy?” he asks.

His voice is low and playful. I feel one of his hands brush my hair from my face, a telltale sign that he’s about to lean in and kiss me. His touch sends shivers all throughout my body. I feel the hairs on my arms and legs stand on end.

I take his hand in mine and stare into his eyes.

“I could be comfier.”

“Tell me what to do.”

“That’s not my job.”

He smiles, and with a gentle but firm grip, takes my hand and leans forward, pinning me in place. My heart races as I feel his body pressing against mine. It’s easy to tell from the large bulge pressed against my thighs that he’s getting excited… And he’s definitely not the only one.

“Close your eyes.”

I obey his instructions, and moments later, I feel his lips press against mine. I return his kiss, and soon enough, we fall into a rhythm. We make out innocently at first, before it gradually evolves into something more passionate. And more audacious.

Both of us start getting further and further into it, my lips and tongue seemingly with a mind of their own, as all I can think about is how each kiss isn’t enough to satisfy my desire; I need more.

Then it stops. I open one eye and see him leaning forward, arm extended. He points at me with one finger and touches my nose.

“Boop!”

I can’t help but smile as I turn my head away.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you just did that…”

“You know you love it.”

“I do…” I sheepishly admit.

With my head turned, he leans forward and presses his lips against my neck this time. The sensation is sudden, but so very intense. My eyes widen from the surprise of his touch, my neck far more sensitive than one would imagine. My mouth opens, and something almost escapes my lips. I start to pant softly, trying to hold back a moan for fear of embarrassing myself, but each press of his lips against my skin threatens to break me. 

He situates his body so I am locked underneath him, and my waist is held between his legs. While his lips travel up my neck, his hand wanders under my shirt to my chest. 

My body shudders when his fingers meet their destination. I feel his soft but invigorating touch as he runs his hands under my breasts, before his fingertips caress around the areoles.

He’s trying to tease me… and it’s working.

He chuckles, leaning into my ear, so close that I can feel his warm breath against me with each exhale.

“I had a feeling you weren’t wearing a bra.”

My lip tightens, his fingers drawing closer to my nipples. Each movement, each touch, it all feels so deliberate and indescribable as he swirls his fingertips around the edges before settling. It only takes him a moment to lift the bottom hem of my shirt out of his way and lean into me with his tongue. 

Finally, I break. I feel him taking one nipple in his mouth, while the other breast is caressed by his free hand. I feel his tongue working wonderful things all over me, and before I can stop myself, a cry of pleasure escapes from my lips. 

“Ah~!”

I cover my mouth, my face flushing red. He stops and looks up at me. I sheepishly lay my head back against the pillow. 

“Sorry…” I whisper…

“Why are you sorry?”

“I’ve never made a noise like that before...”

“Want me to stop?”

I take a moment to look down at him, my shirt pulled over my chest, my pants lying on the floor, my boyfriend on top of me, taking me in his mouth. We’ve already come this far… I don’t want to stop now. 

“…No.”

“Want me to keep going?”

“…Please.”

He opens his mouth and licks one of my nipples, then the other. I feel cold, but orgasmic shivers glide from my chest to the very edges of my body. The next few minutes are completely his, as I surrender myself to his control, to his hands and his mouth. He uses his tongue to swirl around sensitive spots, and his lips to kiss and suck in ways I never imagined. He knows where I’m weak for him, and he is taking every advantage of that knowledge.

Finally, my legs begin to twitch. I know I’m getting close. 

Carefully, I place my hand against his head, feeling his soft, fluffy hair under my fingers. I gently pry him from my chest and move him down between my legs, where I can feel myself aching for his touch. 

“Could you do it here… maybe?”

“Consider it done.”

He places his hands on my thighs and pries open my legs. I feel his warm breath now wafting between them, and even though I can’t see it, I know he isn’t going to need to do anything to lubricate me… My body had already taken care of that.

I turn my head to the side again, too self-conscious to watch him at the moment.

“You’re staring,” I mutter.

“You’re cute down here.”

My face flushes red.

His head still in my grip, I push him closer to where I need him to be.

“Don’t tease me so much…” That's all I can think to say.

He laughs and kisses me at my center. My head lurches back, the feeling of pleasure causing my body to move on its own as the intensity of his kisses increases, little by little. Then, I feel his tongue lap against me, and my breathing gets heavier. 

My legs are shaking, each sensation of his tongue travelling up and down, or flicking around, strikes every pleasurable nerve in my body, building and building to the orgasm I know I’m teetering on, but am trying so desperately to hold back as I don’t want this moment to end.

I leave one hand on his head, the occasional ruffling of his hair accompanied by more unapologetic moans to let him know he’s doing well. The other hand has drifted to my mouth; I’m not sure when that happened. But I’m partway through biting my lip, and the joint of my finger, as I feel his lips press close to my clit.

I shudder and manage to whimper, “I think I’m going to cum.”

He pauses for the briefest of moments before I feel the gentle, but gradually escalating, sucking and licking sensation of his attention solely on my clitoris. Once upon a time, being eaten out by him was a slow and awkward experience. I had been his first time, and he had never been able to use his tongue in such a way before. But now… he was nothing short of magical with his mouth.

A flood of pleasure passes through my entire body from head to toe with every pass of his touch. I can barely hold on as I grip him tighter, my breath getting heavier, my whole being taking in every detail of this moment to the point where tears of joy are practically welling in my eyes.

Then, he simply says:

“You’ve been a very good girl. Let me reward you.”

And I can’t take it anymore.

I feel it all rush through me as a thousand feelings of elation carry me, an orgasm so sudden it takes me a few moments to process that it even started. My body jerks and curves back, my mouth opening while my arms and legs twitch as the sensation overwhelms my senses. And all the while, he doesn’t stop for a moment. My panting has turned into loud, shameless moans while his tongue continues to work wonders inside of me.

Tears of joy are pouring down my face uncontrollably. I swear I can see my breath as my heavy panting intensifies, before finally, my body and my senses settle. 

I deflate back into the bed, absolutely overwhelmed in the best possible way. Every nerve in my body has been overtaken by the rush brought on by the orgasm I just experienced, and my vision darkens as I have to take a few seconds to collect myself. For a few scant moments, I am effectively deaf to the world.

Then, I feel him snuggle up beside me, turning me onto my side and holding me against his chest, petting my head. I snuggle into him, tears still streaming down my face. He kisses my forehead before smiling.

“Thank you,” is all I can manage.

“Did you enjoy that?”

I nod.

“You’re very welcome. Anything for my woman,” he whispers into my ear.

I retreat further into his grasp and let him hold me like that for a while. Wrapped in his comforting embrace, I feel as though nothing else in the world can reach me. I’m safe… and happy.