Philip_Oyok

A collection of erotic stories written during the COVID-19 pandemic. 

"Nothing About the Internet" is a treasure trove of stories featuring couples and lovers navigating their way through the unfettered terrain brought on by the pandemic. How they strive toward adjusting their wants and desires, the erotic toil it takes on them, and how they manage to continue further with their love life.

Nothing But the Internet

Morning.  I am in the bathroom brushing my teeth and listening to music streaming out of my phone.  Behind me, the camcorder is recording from inside the bathroom stall's open door; it captures the room, including the lightning that we have set up earlier.  


Seconds pass before the door opens and Henry stands at the doorway looking at me.  


He comes to a stop behind me; I stare at his reflection in the vanity mirror while I wash my mouth in the sink.


"What does it look like I'm doing?  I'm getting cleaned up for the day."


"I can think of a dozen places I'd rather be than with you."


"Aw, stop talking like that," he pushes my pajama pants down my waist to reveal my butt.  "You know you liked it last night."


We have rehearsed our lines several times to get things right, but we left ourselves room to improvise.


Henry drops to his knees and starts kissing my butt.  He spreads my ass cheeks apart and inserts his tongue between my ass crack.  I lean forward with both hands on the sink, gasping from the feel of his tongue.


"You know you liked it the way I did it to you last night," Henry murmurs.


"Yeah, but that was last night.  I've got to go and get ready for work."


"What work?  You ain't going nowhere today," he continues slipping his tongue up and down my perineum, making me gasp further.  "Not until I get some of this pussy of yours."


"Is that all you want from me," I mutter while leaning forward so he could get better access to my buttock.  My exhales grow harder as I breath upon the vanity mirror.  "Uuhhh! You just want to keep me in bed, right?"


"Not just in bed, babe," Henry says as he comes to his feet.  I hear him working the belt buckle of his jeans and then he pushes it down his waist.  I reach behind to feel his bare bottom before reaching behind for his cock.  


"We don't need to do it in the bedroom all the time," he adds.


It takes a little effort for me to work his cock between my legs.  Henry steps back and then bends me further to get a better sight of my butt as he then sticks his cock inside me.  


Does he feel so good?  Yes, he fucking does.  I rest my arms on the sink with my eyes half-closed while he rams his cock inside me.  Henry lifts my right leg and places it onto the sink so he can get a better room of sliding into me.  We exchange kisses.  His hand squeezes my breasts; I moan into his face as I express myself how much I love having his cock every morning. 


His pace increases and I get a firm grip on the sink while resting my face against the mirror.  I shut my eyes from the powerful ecstasy that's coursing through me.  Henry pulls out at the last minute and I drop to my knees and suck his dick.  He takes back his cock and jerks semen onto my face.  I gobble up everything and he allows me to resume sucking his cock once more.


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