Dark Empathy by Archibald Bradford (best books to read for women .txt) 📗

in a deep breath, gripping the edge of his drawers even as he gripped the soft leather of her top.

“A-at the same time then?”

He could hear the shudder of nerves in her voice, so with a smile of reassurance he nodded.

Even as his hands deliberately opened the leather gateway concealing her breast, hers simultaneously pulled his underwear away while pulling his cock out.

Both of them were in awe.

Her fleshy bosom was perfectly tanned, framed by her top and the loose laces tickling at her skin.

Her nipples were dark pink and firmly peaked.

Meanwhile his cock… was big.

It was never fully erect when they had bathed together.

She wrapped one hand around it and reveled in the feel of his sensitive flesh in her palm.

“It’s so warm, so much warmer than I thought it would be.”

His response was to cup her breasts in each hand and graze his thumb over her sensitive tips.

“Do you like it?”

She was nodding before he finished the question, though her eyes shifted up from his cock to his face.

“What about you, are my breasts to your-”

“Yup. Fucking love them.” He interrupted her while firmly kneading her chest.

She blinked in surprise but then smiled wide as she stroked him in turn.

He had to get her to stop and adjust her grip, but other than that she was giving a perfectly satisfactory handjob.

At some point during their unveiling of each other’s bodies, he had shifted up on her abdomen to the point that his cock was right at the bottom of her breasts, so while he was massaging her tits, she was pressing his cockhead into her cleavage ever so slightly.

“Do you… wish to finish like this?” She asked him bashfully.

She certainly wasn’t opposed to the idea.

He sighed heavily, thinking that he would like nothing more than to make a mess of her breasts right then, but he shook his head.

“No, though I’m sure we’ll get there. Right now… I want to see the rest of you.”

Her heart quickened and she lost her rhythm stroking him.

“I’m yours.” She whispered.

It was a bit awkward for him to scoot down her body with his pants tight around his thighs, so he rolled onto the bed next to her and pulled them off, while she lifted her waist off of the bed and pulled her hide skirt down with her thumbs.

They had both had enough of the foreplay, a hint of urgency seeping into their movements.

He got up again and loomed over her, pulling her skirt the rest of the way off of her legs while she got rid of her top entirely.

With one finger he traced the sensitive junction of her thighs and her groin, avoiding her pussy for now as he reveled in the sight of it.

“Perfect.” He breathed.

She was panting rather heavily from the intimate contact, but giggled at his reverent tone.

Still she was inexperienced and with his cock now out of her reach, she was unsure what to do with her hands.

“Wh-what do we-”

“I’m going to taste you.”

Her breathing halted as he dropped to his knees again.

“Spread your legs for me, bring your knees up and rest your feet on the bed.”

She did as he said without hesitation, submitting herself to him utterly.

Her stomach rose and fell rapidly when she began to breathe again, her anticipation at its peak as his face neared her private.

The warmth of his breath washing over her sensitive flesh nearly drove her to orgasm right then.

“AH! That tickles, what-”

She stopped talked when he boldly drew his tongue through her moist slit in a single broad lick.

Her eyes fluttered closed at the sensation, but flew open again when he planted a sucking kiss on her hooded clit, his nose tickling the neatly trimmed thatch of downy curls above her privates.

She cried out suddenly, the pleasure too much.

“By the ancestors, don’t stop doing that!”

Once again she felt his breath on her skin, though now it was from his laughter.

He went over her moist pussy again and finished as he had before, spoiling her clit with his lips and tongue.

His hands massaged the bottom of her thighs while his mouth worked, driving her pleasure ever higher until, barely two minutes after he started, she let out an explosive cry and thrashed beneath him.

Wasting no time he pulled himself on top of her while she was still cumming, the ecstasy washing over her.

“Ohmygoddesswhydidyoustop!?” She demanded with one rapid exhalation.

Propped up on one arm, his face hovering over her breasts, he laughed again.

“So I could do this.”

With one hand he reached down to guide himself to her lips and without preamble drove his cock inside her halfway.

The orgasm that she had been experiencing suddenly exploded with an intensity the likes of which she had never experienced.

There was pain of course, she wasn’t lying about being a virgin, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure she felt at being filled by him.

He waited on her pleasure to subside somewhat before pulling her nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, driving her to the edge again as she panted beneath him.

“More?” He said around her tit-flesh.

She couldn’t answer, her hands latching onto the sheets at her sides and her hips lifted to meet his as she groaned.

He nodded and sighed as his own pleasure rose from the hot and wet tightness of her pussy.

“More.”

He pulled out of her, then plunged in again, deeper this time.

She cried out again, tears of intense pleasure and pain streaming down the sides of her face as his length, and girth, reached parts of her she had never known.

He grew a bit concerned then, and paused in his movements.

“Too hard?”

Again she