Vampire Ethan s Story About Ethan Part 1
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I want to touch you. But I’m afraid. Afraid for so many different reasons.
I shouldn’t want to, but I do.
Thinking about you and talking to you excites me.
I want to lie next to you, take your hands and put them on my body.
I want to know if you’d like how my skin feels beneath your fingertips.
I want to know if reading this makes you hard. If you’ve thought of me the way I’ve thought of you. When alone, do you put your hands on your body and think of me too? Of how I’d touch you and how I’d make you feel. I think of you like this often.
I think of you when I squeeze my breasts and flick my nipples between my fingertips. I think of the way your facial hair would feel on my skin as you kiss and suck on all of my most sensitive parts.
I think of your fingers rubbing my clit and feeling how wet you make me. I think of placing my hand on your crotch and feeling you get hard through your clothing.
I imagine the way your breathing would quicken as I start to rub you through your pants.
My leg draped over your hips as I press myself against you. Our bodies tightly intertwined, every nerve beneath my skin feeling alive.
I take your hand and slip it beneath the neckline of my dress. Rubbing your hand over my breasts and showing you how I like them to be touched.
I feel you press your body firmly into mine as I wrap my thighs around your hips and bring you closer to me. Even with our clothes still on, I can feel the heat of our bodies radiating and the air smells sweet with our sweat and desire.
I moan as you pull my dress aside and begin to circle my nipples with your tongue. All I can feel is the warmth of your mouth as you suck gently on my tits.
I feel your cock press against me as you climb on top of me. My pelvis instinctively arches up and I begin to rub myself against the bulge in your pants as I kiss you.
My heart is beating so fast and hard in my chest that I feel short of breath. The room starts to spin and I tell you that I need a minute.
You stop and ask me if I’m ok. It has been so long since I’ve done anything like this I say. I don’t even know if I remember how to do it right. You laugh gently and tell me it has been a while for you too. I feel the anxiety start to dissipate as you tell me if I want to stop we can.
I am full of so many feelings. Fear and guilt fill my chest and my body. My hands shake as I go to touch your waist. At first, I stroke and rub your stomach through your shirt, before I slip my hand beneath the fabric to touch your skin. So warm and soft. So different from my own body. You react the moment my skin touches yours and close your eyes as your breathing becomes heavy.
Fuck, I want this, I want so much to trail my fingers along your stomach to the waistband of your pants. I can see the outline of your hard cock beneath your pants, straining against the material wanting to get out. I want to touch it so much.
A hundred times I’ve thought about this moment and how I want to feel you throbbing and twitching beneath the gentle touch of my fingertips.
I slide my hand down your pants and am greeted by your hard and eager cock. Knowing that I turn you on this much takes so much of my worries and anxiety away. So many times I’ve wondered would you like my body, would it turn you on. Feeling you respond to me I know I never should have wasted my time worrying about if you desire me or not.
All those times I stole your pouch of tobacco and bit my lip as I inhaled it’s sweet scent and sighed as I pressed down my longing for your cigarettes. Did you ever see that the longing and desire I felt when I tortured myself with the closeness of something I craved but told myself I couldn’t have?
Did you ever see the way I’d bite my lip as I suppressed my desires and wish that I would want you the way I wanted your cigarettes?
I wanted you to see me in that moment of heady bliss when I would inhale deeply and yearn for what I couldn’t have, and wonder if I’d have the same reaction if you touched me. The truth is I wanted something else you could give me even more than I wanted what was inside your pouch of tobacco.
I wonder as I begin to stroke your dick how many times you’ve pictured this moment. How many times you’ve cum to images in your head of me.
How you’ve pictured fucking me. I’ve given you enough information now that you could probably have a fairly accurate fantasy of the things I’d like you to do to me.
Touch me, I say as I guide your hand towards my thigh and lift up my dress. Feel how wet I am. The moment your hand grazes over me you can feel the heat and warmth radiating from my wet pussy.
Your fingers slide my underwear aside and as you run your fingers over me you can feel how slippery and warm I am. Wet with anticipation and desire. The same slippery mess inside my underwear that would accumulate during each of our conversations.
If there was any doubt how much I wanted this, all is gone in that moment. Oh fuck, you say with surprised and enthusiasm as your fingers slide between my lips.
My thighs wrap around you and pull you closer to me as I begin to grind against your hand.
Rub my clit, I tell you as you fumble around between my legs. I know you haven’t been with many women before and I like that you don’t mind me telling you what to do.
Rub around it in circles, I tell you. Like this? you ask, and I give you no answer, only my moans. Guided by my response you begin to touch and rub over my clit more vigorously.
I bite my lip and throw my head back while moaning softly. I grab your long hair and guide your mouth to my neck, telling you to kiss and suck it gently. The sensation of your wet lips sucking on my neck and your fingers rubbing my hard throbbing clit sends me into a frantic need for you.
Put your fingers inside of me, I tell you. You waste no time in obliging me. You slide your index and middle finger inside of me. Every muscle inside of me tenses around you. I throw my head back and close my eyes as I begin to moan. Quietly at first, but then as your movements become firmer my moans grow louder.
I tell you to do the ‘come here’ motion with your fingertips to get my g-spot. You know when you have found it because in that moment I feel such intense pleasure that I forget to breath. My body tenses up and begin to rock my pelvis back and forward grinding against your hand as I tighten my muscles around your fingers.
Oh fuck, don’t stop! I say desperately. You continue rubbing my g-spot with an intensity that makes me realise that I’m going to cum now.
Oh god, I feel so embarrassed that I cum this fast. My entirely body tenses up and for a few intense seconds I forget that breathing is important. My body writhes around on the bed beneath you and I beg you not to stop as I cum all over your hand. My juices flow down my thighs and cover your hand and wrist.
I take your fingers out of me and bring them to my mouth. I place them in my mouth and taste myself on you. Sweet and sticky, my taste and scent on you just turns me on more.
I wrap my arms around you waist and pull your body on top of mine. I kiss you passionately and feel my tongue touch yours as you taste me. As you taste me I feel your cock begin to move and twitch as it grows even harder, pressing against me.
Fuck me I say as I frantically undo your pants and slide them over your hips.
Your cock springs out of them with such enthusiasm that I think if I dare touch it you will cum instantly.
I don’t think I’ll last long, you say as I guide you inside of me.
I don’t care, just fuck me and cum with me.
I feel you enter me and you exhale sharply as you feel how warm and wet I am inside. My pussy still tight and throbbing from the orgasm I just had.
You suck and bite my neck as you thrust deep inside of me.
I tell you to be still for a moment and I kiss you. As I do, I start to squeeze around your cock and grind back and forth against you.
I want you cum inside me, I whisper in your ear as I kiss your neck and dig my nails into your back.
Are you sure? you ask.
Yes, please don’t stop. Please don’t stop fucking me until we both cum.
Okay, you say, your body already shaking from the intensity of being inside me.
I take your hand and put it on my tits and you start to squeeze them. Soon it is too much for you to handle and you can’t hold on anymore.
Your body tenses up and your cock starts to twitch inside of me. Knowing your cumming inside me turns me on so much that I start to cum again too.
My body opens up to you and I feel your breathing begin to deepen as you fill me up.
I feel your warm cum come out of me as you give a final few thrusts inside of me and my body shivers with pleasure. You pull out and your cum starts to drip out of me. You flop down on the bed next to me, we’re both covered in the sticky sweet mess that our bodies have made together.
I roll over and kiss you on the cheek and giggle a little as I tell you I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time. You smile and tell me you’ve wanted to fuck me since you first met me.
I tell you all those times I asked for your tobacco pouch just to smell it, it was more than cigarettes I wanted from you. You laugh and ask me if I want to share a smoke with you. Fuck yes, I say.
And we find ourselves smoking cigarettes and talking about everything, just as we did when we first met.
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- 12.03.2021
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