Crazy Seduction(erotica)

Henry snorted as he contemplated how often he was being used for stress relief these days.

Siobhan pulled back slightly to look up at his face in false outrage. “What? Don’t you think women enjoy casual flings, too!”

“Uh, you do know who you’re talking to, right?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. “The one thing I’m very aware of is the sex drive of my female friends.” His expression suddenly froze with remorse. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry! That was an overshare.”

Siobhan burst into delighted laughter and clung to him. “Ah, Henry. You’re so charming!”

They swayed to the music, enjoying the feel of their bodies touching. Siobhan purred as she enjoyed squeezing his muscular body. She recalled being pressed up against Stanley’s chest in an elevator with Marisa pressed up against his back. Stanley had been a much smaller man. She marveled at the difference between the two sizes of the same man.

She tilted her face up to ask him about it when his lips found hers. Sparks shot from their kiss to all the tingly places on her body. She wanted to laugh in surprise and delight, but this felt too good. She pressed herself harder against his muscles and felt him respond most wonderfully. Something was waking and pressing against her insistently.

His lips never leaving hers, Henry scooped Siobhan up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom door. She had to admit, her head was beginning to spin a little with how his passion was thrilling her. Her tongue thrust into his mouth and found his. He sucked on it gently as his tongue caressed hers. She felt that like a live wire touching her most intimate place.

When he set her down on her feet next to the bed, she began tugging frantically at his shirt. She had to get him naked.

Henry pulled back from the kiss with a smile on his lips as he took over the task of stripping his glamored clothes away with a thought. Siobhan giggled as she stopped to admire his muscles. Her hands immediately went to them, and she touched the hard slabs of muscle on his chest, then slid down to feel the trembling of this stomach.

“Oh, aren’t you beautiful…” she sighed softly.

His fingers touched her chin to tilt her face up to his so he could taste her mouth again. She swooned slightly but felt his big hands settle on the skin of her back. Somehow, the buttons of her shirt had come undone, and it was on the floor, resting on top of her skirt.

Henry’s fingers fumbled only slightly when undoing her bra strap, then it too was at her feet and her breasts her being cradled in his strong hands. She gasped and leaned against them as he continued to tease and thrill her lips.

Finally, she remembered she’d been tugging at his pants for a reason, so she gently pushed his chest to break the kiss. With a cheeky grin, she looked down, and there it was, exactly as she recalled it when she saw him in his old bedroom with Camila, Sigrid, and Marisa. The pleasing shape and size were before her, but this time it was for her alone-their first time.

Before he could move, she dropped to her knees. She took a moment to take in the sight of his naked body, then she wrapped her fingers around the hard and hot skin of his cock.

“Ahhh, that feels good!” Henry sighed.

She chuckled then stroked her tongue along the bottom of his cock, all the way from the base to the tip, as he gasped. She wanted to tease him more, but her need overruled her.

She took him in her mouth and forced it deeper and deeper until it reached the back of her throat. She was becoming so fucking turned on; she wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold out. She stroked him in and out of her mouth as she felt his muscles trembling.

The moment she pulled him free of her mouth, he lifted her in his arms once more. He settled her down on the bed gently, then he was over her, his wonderful lips kissing and caressing their way down her body. She cooed and gasped as he found all the most sensitive places, and her need for him surged. He surprised her when he stroked her pussy lips with his tongue then firmly kissed her clit. Her hips rose off the mattress as she sucked in a deep breath and grabbed his head to pull him tight against her.

His tongue was doing things to her that threatened to derail her mind. “Fook, you’re good at that, Henry!” She lifted her head to look down her body to see the smile in his eyes as his tongue worked its magic across her tingling pussy. She dropped her head back as the intensity became too much. “Please, Henry! I need you now!”

He kissed his way up her body, spending a little extra time enjoying her nipples as her fingers tangled in his hair, then she felt the head of his cock resting against her wet opening. She sucked in a sharp breath as the heat surprised her.

She reached between them to take him in her hand. He felt so good as she stroked his heavy appendage against her lower lips. When he pushed forward, the head plunged inside.

“Ahhhh! Yes! That’s it, Henry! Fook!”

Henry grinned happily down at her flushed face.

“What?” she gasped curiously.

“I love your accent!” he sighed as he changed the direction of his stroke to slowly draw himself out to the tip. Her heels slid up his legs to pull him back inside.

“What accent?” she asked with a crooked smile.

He raised an eyebrow and pushed in faster.

“FOOK!”

“That one,” he teased.

“Less talking, more… that!”

“Your wish is my command,” he said formally, and his hips sped up. Her eyes flashed wide for a moment, then her heels assisted his thrusts.

“Yes, Henry. That feels so good! Oh my GOD!” she exclaimed as his pelvis began to bump into hers at the bottom of each stroke.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She pulled him down to kiss him deeply with her arms wrapped around his back. His thrusts became more aggressive, and she gasped into his mouth as the bumping against her body was driving her closer and closer to her limit.

Henry was quickly losing control, as well. Her kiss was so sweet, and her body felt so good under his. He was trying not to crush her under his weight, but she was squeezing him so tight it was difficult to maintain his strokes. Finally, he had to resort to circular gyrations with his hips, which ground his pelvis against hers. Siobhan’s lovely brown eyes shot wide.

“Now, Henry! Oh my God!” she cried out as she squeezed her arms and legs tighter around him. Her body began to spasm, and he felt her clamping down on his cock. That was enough to push him over the edge, and his release began. He was as deep as he was going to get.

Siobhan felt Henry’s cum surging into her. Her body immediately began greedily soaking up the Wild Magic, and she felt its power. She reached with all of her willpower for what she’d lost, her perception of the magic around her.

The difference was subtle at first. Just a trickle of awareness, like a light breeze playing with her hair as it passed and the afterimage of a burst of color. “Henry! I can feel it again!” she cried softly.

She strained to open herself entirely and her body spasmed as a sudden burst of light, sound, scent, taste, and touch exploded against her defenses. Stunned, she was wide open now as her sixth sense was forced to accept a new frequency.

She realized Henry was right. This wasn’t a calm and tranquil ebb and flow. It was a mighty river crashing against and leaping over obstacles, sweeping everything away with its boundless energy. The old magic was nothing compared to this!

The Wild Magic’s energy soaked into every cell, and she felt herself almost glowing with the power. Then it was overflowing and spilling into the spaces between her cells. “Enough! S-s-s-stop!” she stammered.

Henry immediately pulled himself free of her body, and she took the next two splashed across her stomach before he was able to get a hand in front of his cock to catch the last one in his palm. He watched the woman squirmed on the bedsheets. Not knowing what to do, he hopped off the bed and rushed over to the small bathroom, where he quickly rinsed his hands. He grabbed a washcloth, soaked it in warm water, and hustled back to Siobhan to clean her off. He started with her stomach and moved down.

She gasped loudly when he pressed the washcloth between her legs and opened her eyes in shock.

Henry swore he saw tiny sparks of gold in her beautiful brown eyes. “Oh my! Henry! It’s… so lovely!” she whispered in awe as she looked around the room.

He was more than a little worried about that. “You said you’d be able to feel the flow of magic. You said nothing about seeing it!”

She turned to look at him and squeaked as she closed her eyes tight. She turned her head away from him quickly.

“What happened? What’s wrong?” Henry gasped.

“You! You’re glowing like the sun!” she exclaimed. “Wait! Wait… I can control this. Give me a second,” she said as she frowned in concentration.

Henry watched his friend taking slow, even breaths. He felt her body trembling, almost as if it was going to shake itself apart. This began to lessen as she controlled her breathing. Her head suddenly turned, and she flinched.

“What’s wrong?” he said in concern and gently touched her shoulder.

“AAAAAHHHHH!” she cried out as she recoiled from his fingertips.

Henry was in full panic mode now. It was Marisa all over again. His causing her to overdose on Wild Magic remained one of his strongest regrets. How it seemed he’d hurt another of his friends!

“I’m so sorry, Siobhan! This was obviously a bad idea–”

“NO! No, Henry. It’s going to be okay. I just need to learn how to control the input. So much! Every sense! Before, it was just a faint perception of the magic around me, but now I can see it. I feel it. You sound like a roaring bonfire, crackling with energy. You glow like the sun and smell delicious–“