Back Door Bliss: An Erotic Story

Entwined in winter's slow embrace. As the plants lay dormant and the animals are buried in their sleepy hibernation, we emerge from our own slumber, slowly.

As usual, she has kicked off the constricting blankets and has, instead, rolled on top of me for warmth.

There is plenty of heat where we connect but as I glide my hand across her shoulder blade and down her spine, I feel winter's influence. She pulls in closer to me in response to these sensations.

As there is no objection, I let my hand travel slowly down the perfect curve of her back. It warms considerably everywhere I touch. My movements may seem random and lazy, but I have a destination: her delicious ass.

My arm is just long enough to reach the tip of her crack. I slip two fingers just between her cheeks, playing with her tiny delicate hair.

To my surprise, she arched her back and moved herself up, causing my fingers to slip further down between her cheeks. I also felt her body shift some as she moved her hand to her cunt.

Taking that cue, I reached that little bit further until I found her tight little asshole. As soon as I made contact she moaned deeply and her ass clenched hard.

Extending my reach a bit further, my fingers met hers in her dripping pussy. She had two buried deep in her cunt and was just pulling them out to move up to her clit. I took a generous helping of her cum and slipped back to lube her ass.

She was writhing in ecstasy at all of this stimulation. I could feel her fingers working furiously on her clit as I teased her tight ass. Her movements seemed to implore me for more, so as her breathing and pace quickened I slowly eased two fingers deep into her ass.

The sudden fullness caused her moans to deepen and become louder. As she started to orgasm her body stiffened. I could feel her fingers move from her clit to back inside her cunt, completing the feeling. She breathed deeply through a long and satisfying orgasm.

I eased my fingers out of her and rolled onto my back. My cock was rock hard and I wondered where we might go from here. She shifted and looked at me lustily, bringing her soaked fingers to my lips. I managed a quick lick before she pulled them away.

With a sly smile she trailed down my body, past my cock, under my balls...

About The Author

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Jon Pressick

Jon Pressick is a sexual gadabout. Sometimes he’s journalism and smut on his blog Sex In Words. Sometimes he’s cohosting and producing his radio show Sex City. Sometimes he’s hosting the Toronto Erotica Writers and Readers Meetup. Sometimes he’s performing as Mr. Ease. Sometimes he’s speaking at conferences. Sometimes he’s facilitating sex workshops. And sometimes he’s not thinking about sex at all. But those few minutes usually pass pretty quickly. You can find Jon at his blog or on Twitter


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