Inspired by Art #1 ~ Insatiable (XXX)

As you all know, I absolutely love art, even more so, erotic art.

The art that inspired this story was presented in a FB group I’m a member of. It’s so deep and sexy that you really don’t need any words to describe it, nor does it need a story to be told, ‘cause in all honesty, the image is a story within itself.

But I just had to do it. 😀

Upon laying my eyes on this piece, my naughty little muse sprung to life and started whispering in my ear. I love it when she does that. This will be the first of many stories inspired by art.

I wish I knew the name of the artist. That way I could share it with you. For now we’ll go with unknown. Enjoy! And don’t forget to leave a comment. 😉

 

Insatiable

The taste of his creamy cum lingered on my tongue. After many hours of savage sex, I’d sucked every last drop from him, and left him depleted. I was disappointed when he fell asleep.

Horny out of my mind, I fingered myself, hoping to appease my sexual appetite, but I couldn’t be satisfied without him.

My body needed to be fed.

Panting as my hunger rose, I watched him sleep. I contemplated waking him.

Then suddenly, he stirred.

Excited, I assumed the position I wanted to him to take me in. On my hands and knees with my rear end in the air.

“Mmm damn baby, it’s like that?” He pushed the sheets back and crawled over to me. “My day wouldn’t be right if I didn’t wake up to your sexy ass.”

He kissed one ass cheek, and then the other. I parted my knees and rolled hips in anticipation. His breath tickled my asshole before his tongue took a swipe at it. Lapping at my opening with hunger, he smacked at my hip sending tremors shooting through my body.

He rose and hovered over me. I looked back at him.

With one hand, he thrust two fingers into my backside, and with the other, he smoothed lubricant over his shaft. I pushed back on him and his fingers plunged into me harder.

He placed the helmet of his cock at my puckered entrance. I sucked in a deep breath and released it on a throaty moan when he pushed past the tight ring of muscles. My walls clenched.

Refusing to serve me more of his beefy member, he paused and rested halfway in.

“More!” Anxious to be brought to completion, I bucked against him.

He chuckled. “Greedy.” Pressing his weight into me, he grabbed my shoulders and forced me down so I couldn’t drive the pace.    

Slow and steady, he penetrated and retreated, giving me an extra inch with each inward thrust. My moans rose. Once my body had engulfed his full length, he commenced to fuck me without restraint. Just the way I like it. His groin slammed against my ass repeatedly, causing vibrations to ripple through me.

I cried out. My pussy squirted as we rushed to the edge of climax together. He extracted his pulsing rod and slapped ribbons of his heated liquid over my backside.

I slumped onto my side and closed my eyes.

He leaned in, kissed my temple and whispered, “I’ll be ready for you again when you awake.”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

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