Approximately 4600 words
MF, mild bondage
Excerpt from Eve
Story Number 1 of The Erotic Adventures of David Farrell
When she leaned closer, I thought she was going to take me into her mouth. Instead, she let a string of saliva dribble to the crown. Using both hands, she worked the saliva over the entire area, continuing to add saliva until every inch of my cock was wet and slick.
Finally releasing me, Eve sat back and spread her thighs. Her pussy was already flowing. Placing both hands between her legs, she caressed herself until her fluids coated her hands. Gazing directly into my eyes, she smeared the residue on her thighs, abdomen, and breasts.
Eve caressed herself this way for a while, all the time watching my growing lust. I wondered if my swollen cock could burst a blood vessel. I wanted so much to touch her, taste her, but I could only smell her and watch her.
Being strapped to the floor and watching her touch herself was erotic torture. The pleasure running through her body was easy to read in the open lips and the half-lidded eyes.
When she stopped, she wiped both hands on her breasts, then, held them to her nose and inhaled. “Want to smell?” she purred and brought her hand to my face. I breathed deeply, filling my lungs with her essence. Her hands were still wet, and she rubbed the remaining moisture over my face and nostrils.