Listen to our user submitted adult bed time story xxx, AI-narrated erotic story: Sinful Desires 3
I sat in the dark corner of the bar, nursing my third gin and tonic as I waited for him to arrive. The music pulsed through my veins, the bass thrumming in time with my heartbeat. I could feel the eyes of the men around me, their gazes sliding over my black dress and lingering on my exposed thighs. But I wasn’t here for them. I was here for him.
I spotted him the moment he walked through the door, his tall frame towering over the crowd. He scanned the room, his dark eyes searching for me. When they landed on me, they widened with recognition and something else, a hunger that made my stomach flip. He made his way over to me, weaving through the throngs of people with ease. When he reached me, he sat down without invitation, his long legs brushing against mine.
“Hello, little one,” he said, his voice low and rough. “You look naughty tonight.” I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he chuckled, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Have you now? And what have you been thinking about, my pet?” I leaned in closer, my breath hot against his ear.
“I’ve been thinking about your cock,” I purred, about how it feels inside me, stretching me wide and filling me up. He groaned, his hand sliding up my thigh to cup my ass.
“Fuck, baby, you’re going to be the death of me.” I shifted closer, pressing my leg against his hardening bulge.
“Take me home,” I demanded, my voice hungry. “I need you inside me.” Now he stood up abruptly, pulling me up with him.
“Come on,” he growled, leading me towards the exit. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk for a week.” My heart raced as we stumbled out into the cool night air, his hand gripping my ass possessively.
He led me to his car and pushed me into the back seat, climbing in after me.
“On your knees,” he ordered, unbuckling his pants.
“Suck my cock like the good little sludge you are.” I scrambled into position, pulling his hard length out of his boxers.
I licked up the shaft before wrapping my lips around the head, swirling my tongue around it as I sucked.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned, his hand fisting in my hair.
“Take it deeper, baby. I want to feel that tight throat.” I relaxed my jaw, taking him deeper until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged around him, tears springing to my eyes as I fought to breathe.
“That’s it,” he panted, fucking my face harder.
“Choke on my cock like the good girl.” I moaned around him, the vibrations making him groan.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter with each thrust, my thighs clenching together as I ached for more.
Suddenly he pulled out of my mouth, his cock glistening with saliva.
“Get on the seat,” he commanded, pushing me onto my back.
“Lift your skirt and spread your legs.” I obeyed immediately, hiking my skirt up around my waist and spreading my thighs wide.
He groaned at the sight of my panties, already damp with arousal.
“Look at that pretty little cunt,” he growled, tearing the panties off with one swift tug.
“So wet for me already.” I whimpered as he ran a finger through my folds, my hips bucking up to meet his touch.
He rubbed tight circles on my clit before plunging two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out.
“Oh God!” I cried out, my walls clenching around his fingers.
“Please, I need more.” He chuckled darkly, pulling his fingers out and bringing them to his lips.
“You taste so fucking good,” he groaned, sucking them clean.
I watched as he lined his cock up with my entrance, the tip nudging against my clit.
“Beg for it,” he demanded, rubbing the head up and down my slit.
“Beg for my cock like the desperate little whore you are. Please!” I panted, my hands fisting in the seat beneath me.
“Please fuck me with your big, hard cock. I need you inside me so badly.” He groaned at my words, pushing the tip inside me.
“Since you ask so nicely,” he said with a smirk. He thrust forward suddenly, burying himself inside me with one swift stroke.
We both cried out at the sensation, his thick length stretching me wide.
“Fuck!” He growled, pulling out and slamming back in.
“Your cunt is so tight. It’s like it was made for my cock.” I could only moan in response, my hips rising to meet his thrusts.
He fucked me harder and faster, the sound of our flesh slapping together, filling the car.
“Yes. Yes, yes.” I chanted, my walls starting to flutter around him.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” He pounded into me mercilessly, his balls slapping against my ass as he drove into me.
“I’m going to come,” he groaned, his hips stuttering.
“Come with me, baby.” That was all it took to send me over the edge. I came with a scream, my body shaking as I felt him spilling inside me, his cock pulsing as he poured inside me.
We both laid exhausted on the back seats.
“That was incredible,” I panted, looking up at him with a satisfied smile.
He grinned down at me, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
“It was,” he agreed. “But I’m not done with you yet.” My heart raced at his words, a fresh wave of desire washing over me. I knew this was just the beginning, the start of many more nights of passion and pleasure, and I couldn’t wait. (erotic stories, adult romance, sexy erotica)
