Erotica: The Urge

“Let’s go for a smoke” I yelled into your ear. You quickly understood and followed behind me, exiting the club to the cold air outside. Huddled together, we lit our smokes in silence. The club was located beside an alleyway, which I led you down. The alleyway was quiet, except for the steady sound of the bass from inside the club. I leaned against the wall as you moved closer to me, kissing me on my forehead, then nose, then mouth. Your lips on mine, fit together so well. I felt your empty hand reach for my crotch, grabbing it gently as you kissed me. I laughed and leaned my head back, making room for my smoke as I inhaled deeply. You did the same, dropping your smoke to the ground as you put it out with your foot. You grabbed my groin again, this time with both hands, this time with more pressure. I knew what you wanted, my dick in your hands, as you forced your left hand down my pants. I felt you unbutton my pants and drop lower, grabbing my dick through my boxers. Before I knew it, you were on your knees, mouthing my cock through my boxers. I was hard at this point, my dick screaming for your attention. My boxers came down and out sprung my dick, hitting you in the face. You laughed as you swallowed my dick, slowly then fast, engulfing my every inch. I thrusted my hips into your face as you continued to suck me in long, deep movements. A cackle from down the alley broke me from my daydream, you jumped to your feet as a group of people started to walk in our direction.
“Busted” I said with a grin as you leaned in for a kiss while I pulled up my pants.
Loving you would be like floating in mid air. The strength that we would have together, the fun we would get into. See what you have in front of you, call me babe. I wish you could hear my screams, my body language urging you for more. Through sly looks and subtle hints, I know you want me, and I want you more. The space between us keeps getting smaller, soon you will be mine. Wrapped around my finger, you will be in my grasps.