It’s Just a Story
“It’s just a story,” I told myself.
My cock didn’t care. It was just a story, but it was so well written that I was now a voyeur, transported from my world to theirs and witnessing their carnal embrace. My fingers teased the wet underside of my cock’s purple head, then squeezed.
“Let’s draw this out,” I thought. I needed this.
No stranger to stories meant to titillate the erotic senses, I’d spent some time this morning scouring my trusted source. This one was particularly good. Being preoccupied, she’d been initially reluctant to accept her husband’s advances. But his hot breath on her neck, his fingers teasing her skin, and his heated description of the naughty things he wanted to do to her body made her succumb. She was his, after all.
Surrendering to his will, she let her sundress pool at her feet, then she dropped to her knees. God, I love erotica. His desire for her, I could understand, but her desire for him is what drew me in. Her want of him, her need for him were evident. She submitted not only to his desires but to hers. Embracing her sexual femininity, she was a woman; she was a wife; she was his wife. She had needs, too.
My hand was stroking now as I “watched.” Her mouth was his, and his cock was hers. Soon overwhelmed with the need for more, they moved from the kitchen to the bedroom, and I followed. Soaking in every word, I barely controlled my hand as they devoured each other’s bodies in a fervor fueled by their love, their need, and their trust.
My crescendo built with theirs as they rose to the peak, and my hand filled with a creamy flood as I heard her unbridled screams of release. My breathing came down with theirs, and we all basked in a warm afterglow.
I opened my eyes and looked at myself in the mirror. It was just a story.
Wow. Just wow! KM, you are a really good writer, not just erotically (yes!) but creatively and technically, too. I loved the sort of inception going on here, where *I* was the reader getting turned on reading about the reader.
Yes, it's just a story, but I think what makes the erotica we read on MH so real, moving, and inspiring to us is the honesty about who we are and what we remember fondly or dream passionately of doing.
Praying for you. May God give you the desires of your heart, and may you chase diligently after them.
Thank you CHL! That’s a really nice compliment. I’m really glad you enjoyed the story. I also really appreciate your prayers.
Yes, they just stories – some true experiences, some fantasies – here on MH. Many of us and many of these sensuous, erotica accounts have taken us to our own ecstasy as we read them, reread them, lingering on a particular ‘scene,’ imagining, mmmmmm!
I wonder how many of us, men and women, and how many times for each of us the erotica on MH has taken over the top??!!
I do know. Many, many of us I would guess.
This is really a unique place. It gives us a place to share our experiences of intimacy within a Biblical context. I’m really grateful and appreciate it very much.
MH is a blessing SilverGold. There are so many times as a man I have let myself go reading the erotic stories and imagining me and my wife in the same story. Just knowing I can allow the intense pleasure to fill me without guilt or shame during my solo time is amazing. Our goal should be to honor God in accepting our male or female sexuality with no inhibition in the marriage bed and solo when sex is not an option with our spouse. MH helps us do that with the stories written by married people enjoying the sacred pleasure where it was designed to be enjoyed.
Made Mr stroke. Thsnk you for this