EROTICA

Desire’s Deluge

Desire tugged at her body like the moon pulling on the tides

Desire tugged at her body, plucking and pulling at her every cell like the moon pulling on the tides.

The oceanic waves of her arousal ebbed and then gushed like mini tsunamis, the to-and-fro tightening and contracting of the muscles deep inside her body like the drawback and the subsequent shoaling waves from some seismic underwater event.

As lust drew deep on her sex, her breasts were similarly pulled, the fleshy globes swelling full and ripe, the buds of her nipples growing taut. Electrical currents of bliss charged up and down her spine, teasing her nerve endings and making her whole body twist and writhe in a sinuous erotic dance.

Her lover’s hands caressed her undulating body, beholding her with awe-filled eyes. The scent of her, so ripe and warm in his nostrils, sent staccato beats of wanting straight to his erect cock. His chest expanded broadly as he inhaled deep her wondrous aroma, and watched a glistening drizzle of fluid emerge from between her flushed and puffy nether lips.

He could feel his mouth watering as he contemplated lowering his head to drink from that glorious font.

Instead though, he waited, running his fingertips lightly over her skin, breathing softly against her inner thighs, and blowing gently on the fleshy folds of her labia. She let out a sighing moan and arched herself against the mattress, raising her hips to offer him her yearning cunt. It was all he could do not to descend on her right then and there, taking her whole sex into his mouth and feasting hungrily on the banquet before him.

“Please,” she growled, growing ever more delirious with desire. “Please.”

“Patience,” he murmured against her thigh, pressing a delicate kiss on the quaking muscle. Her entire body seemed to shudder in anticipation of the pleasure that was so near, and yet so maddeningly far.

With a languorous laziness, he traced a single finger up the inside of her thigh and gently over her labia, a sensuous tickling touch that made her tremble.

He watched as a trickle of her ambrosia slipped from between the swollen lips of her pussy, running down her slit and into the crack of her bottom. As his finger continued its trail up, down, and over her sex, her fluids flowed freely, until the steady trickle became a velvety stream.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, as he dipped his finger into her wet slick. She mewled like a cat in heat as his digit slipped inside her body, shortly followed by a second. Turning his fingers upward to face the front wall of her cunt, he massaged her with firm but careful skill, searching for the sloping swell of her g-spot.

“Oh god!” she shrieked. “Please. It’s so good… too good…”

He lowered his mouth between her legs and flicked his tongue over the moist folds of flesh around her clitoris. The bud was firm, emerging ripe and succulent from its flushed hood, and as he drew it into his mouth and began to suck, he felt it pulse and quake against his lips.

Hungrily, he devoured her clit, as his fingers fondled at her inner walls, rubbing and pressing insistently at her g-spot. She squirmed and flailed as his skilled mouth and fingers drew cascading waves of pleasure from deep inside her body. It was an ecstasy unlike anything she had ever experienced before and, as her hips rolled and twisted in rapturous bliss, she felt a soaring tidal wave building within her depths.

Like roiling waters in a turbulent sea, the waves of pleasure surged within her until, suddenly, she felt the swelling surf crest and crash. As she was swept, gasping, into the rushing torrent, her lover pulled his thrusting fingers from her cunt, and a gushing geyser of fluid burst forth.

The river of clear ejaculate soaked her lover’s chest and dripped down towards his belly as his fingers returned to probe her again. Within moments, she was howling as a second wave washed over her and another spurting jet emanated from her soaking sex.

Her lover wrung a third gushing stream from her, and as the flow of fluid transformed from a forceful deluge to a slow, sensual swash, he looked up from between her legs. His face was damp, his lips glistening, and there were beads of her ejaculate clinging to the hairs on his chest.

Breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling as the aftershocks of her orgasms pulsed through her whole body, she looked down at her lover and returned his smile. He beamed with a warm, wide smile.

“You truly are a Goddess, you know,” he whispered, as he gently kissed the droplets of liquid from her trembing thighs. “An absolute Goddess.”

Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer. You can find me on Twitter at @GrantJupiter and buy me a coffee at https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant

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