Glass Skin, Burning Desire

The coldness of the glass felt pleasing against the contrast of the heat radiating from her body. Her hand flattened as she pressed against the pane, feeling the chill on every part of her palm. Her fingers relaxed as her muscles did, anticipating the next thrust—ready for it, almost begging. Her body craved it, hating yet relishing the anticipation.

She had been bold, she thought. She was in control, and this was exactly where she wanted to be.

It was a typical evening at home. Exhausted from the day, they had both retired to the couch. She loved these calm moments at night, the opportunity to connect, laugh, and relax. They had their favorite shows, and tonight they were catching up on the latest episodes. He sat on the couch with his legs stretched and resting on the ottoman, his weight grounded and relaxed. She lay perpendicular to him, her head nestled in his lap with her legs spread across the sofa, a comfortable position that allowed for both intimacy and ease. He gently played with her hair, rubbing her neck and back as they took turns laughing at various moments in the show. The program itself was nothing special, but it offered a welcome distraction and allowed them a chance to connect on a casual level.

Most nights, she was content with this scenario. However, tonight was different. An undeniable tension had begun to build within her, and judging from how it was occupying her thoughts, she knew she wouldn’t ignore it.

He let out a soft chuckle and drew her attention back to the present. The night was growing late, and her mind had drifted for a good portion of the recent episode. All the lights in the house were off, casting a soft glow from the TV that illuminated the two of them. The darkness amplified the feeling of intimacy, creating a sense of seclusion and shared vulnerability.

Her head lay lightly in his lap, and her hand rested on his leg. She began gently rubbing his thigh, her hand knowingly sliding higher up his leg with each stroke. She quickly found the outline of his package through the fabric of his sweatpants, a tantalizing glimpse of what was to come. The soft material allowed her to easily gauge his reaction to her touches, the slight tensing of his muscles a clear indication of his growing arousal. She pushed harder, her hand gently squeezing his cock as it began to harden, a signal that she was fully aware of his desires. Her face, still resting in his lap, was close, and as she continued stroking, she felt his hardening cock press against her cheek, a sensual connection that heightened her own excitement. She let out a soft, satisfied sigh as she gently nuzzled her cheek against him, savoring the warmth and the electric current that ran through her body. His cock jumped in response, a physical manifestation of his escalating pleasure.

She gripped him through his pants more firmly, her hand expertly manipulating his arousal. Holding his cock as she moved her face against it, she raised her head from his lap and reached up, grabbing the waist of his pants in one swift motion. With a downward thrust, she freed him from the confines of his clothing, revealing the full extent of his anticipation.

She enjoyed seeing the effect she was having on him, and his arousal didn’t disappoint. She relaxed her head back down to his lap, positioning it a little higher, allowing her mouth unrestricted access to his pleasure.

Her fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft, her touch both gentle and insistent. The need she had felt before pounded through her body, driving her forward with an irresistible force. She drew his cock to her mouth and let her tongue purposefully explore its head, teasing him with its wetness and softness. Retracting her tongue, she moved him across her lips and cheeks before letting his length slide sloppily inside. Her lips slid down his shaft as she allowed him fully into her mouth, initiating a frenzied exchange of pleasure. She moaned, sending waves through his cock and causing him to let out a moan of his own, a primal response to her passionate assault.

His hands were slowly moving across her body, pausing only when she would moan or circle his cock with her tongue, causing him to lose his concentration momentarily. She worked efficiently, and his cock soon throbbed in her mouth, a rhythmic pulse that mirrored her own rising excitement. She gave one last soft moan as she let him fall from her mouth, her hands gently squeezing his balls as she stood, a final act of dominance before stepping back.

Rising in front of him, she reached down and pulled his pants the rest of the way off, revealing his fully exposed body. He sat with a hungry look on his face, his arousal evident in every muscle.

She turned off the TV, cloaking them in darkness as she walked towards their large window positioned just to the side of the couch. The blinds had been pulled earlier in the evening, and she set about undoing that action, letting the soft moonlight pour through the glass and illuminate her presence. As the slats lifted, the pale light spilled across the room, highlighting her form. She glanced at the houses and the street below, knowing that, thanks to the darkness of the house, no one could see inside.

She felt a surge of excitement wash over her as she stepped into unchartered territory, a thrilling combination of boldness and vulnerability. It wasn’t that she wanted to be watched, but that she enjoyed the thrill of being daring, and standing in front of a window naked was undeniably daring.

She turned towards him, unable to see his face, she focused on his outline sitting on the couch, highlighted by the faint light filtering through the window. She felt the hem of her shirt and lifted it in one motion, letting it slowly fall from her shoulders and drop to the ground. She reached behind her and undid her bra, letting it slowly fall from her body and slide from her shoulders, revealing her breasts. She slid her arms out of it and guided her hands slowly up her stomach and rested them on her breasts, her fingers gently caressing her nipples. Her eyes drifted from him as she looked down at her hands, savoring the sensation of her skin against her skin. The moonlight touched her nipples as they hardened, a visual confirmation of her arousal. Her fingers gently pulled them, releasing a soft sigh from her lips, a sign of her complete surrender to the moment. He moaned in response, shifting slightly on the couch, a subtle indication of his escalating pleasure.

She gripped him through his pants more firmly, holding his cock as she moved her face against it. Raising her head from his lap and reaching up, she grabbed the waist of his pants in one swift motion, freeing him from the confines of his clothing.

She enjoyed seeing her effect on him, and his arousal didn’t disappoint. She relaxed her head back down to his lap, positioning it a little higher, allowing her mouth unrestricted access to his pleasure.

Her fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft, her touch both gentle and insistent. The need she had felt before pounded through her body, driving her forward with an irresistible force. She drew his cock to her mouth and let her tongue purposefully explore its head, teasing him with its wetness and softness. Retracting her tongue, she moved him across her lips and cheeks before letting his length slide sloppily inside. Her lips slid down his shaft as she allowed him fully into her mouth, initiating a frenzied exchange of pleasure. She moaned, sending waves through his cock and causing him to let out a moan of his own, a primal response to her passionate assault.

His hands were slowly moving across her body, pausing only when she would moan or circle his cock with her tongue, causing him to lose his concentration momentarily. She worked efficiently, and his cock soon throbbed in her mouth, a rhythmic pulse that mirrored her own rising excitement. She gave one last soft moan as she let him fall from her mouth, her hands gently squeezing his balls as she stood, a final act of dominance before stepping back.

Rising in front of him, she reached down and pulled his pants the rest of the way off, revealing his fully exposed body. He sat with a hungry look on his face, his arousal evident in every muscle.

She turned off the TV, cloaking them in darkness as she walked towards their large window positioned just to the side of the couch. The blinds had been pulled earlier in the evening, and she set about undoing that action, letting the soft moonlight pour through the glass and illuminate her presence. As the slats lifted, the pale light spilled across the room, highlighting her form. She glanced at the houses and the street below, knowing that, thanks to the darkness of the house, no one could see inside.

She felt a surge of excitement wash over her as she stepped into unchartered territory, a thrilling combination of boldness and vulnerability. It wasn’t that she wanted to be watched, but that she enjoyed the thrill of being daring, and standing in front of a window naked was undeniably daring.

She turned towards him, unable to see his face, she focused on his outline sitting on the couch, highlighted by the faint light filtering through the window. She felt the hem of her shirt and lifted it in one motion, letting it slowly fall from her shoulders and drop to the ground. She reached behind her and undid her bra, letting it slowly fall from her body and slide from her shoulders, revealing her breasts. She slid her arms out of it and guided her hands slowly up her stomach and rested them on her breasts, her fingers gently caressing her nipples. Her eyes drifted from him as she looked down at her hands, savoring the sensation of her skin against her skin. The moonlight touched her nipples as they hardened, a visual confirmation of her arousal. Her fingers gently pulled them, releasing a soft sigh from her lips, a sign of her complete surrender to the moment. He moaned in response, shifting slightly on the couch, a subtle indication of his escalating pleasure.

She gripped him through his pants more firmly, holding his cock as she moved her face against it. Raising her head from his lap and reaching up, she grabbed the waist of his pants in one swift motion, freeing him from the confines of his clothing.

She enjoyed seeing her effect on him, and his arousal didn’t disappoint. She relaxed her head back down to his lap, positioning it a little higher, allowing her mouth unrestricted access to his pleasure.

Her fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft, her touch both gentle and insistent. The need she had felt before pounded through her body, driving her forward with an irresistible force. She drew his cock to her mouth and let her tongue purposefully explore its head, teasing him with its wetness and softness. Retracting her tongue, she moved him across her lips and cheeks before letting his length slide sloppily inside. Her lips slid down his shaft as she allowed him fully into her mouth, initiating a frenzied exchange of pleasure. She moaned, sending waves through his cock and causing him to let out a moan of his own, a primal response to her passionate assault.

His hands were slowly moving across her body, pausing only when she would moan or circle his cock with her tongue, causing him to lose his concentration momentarily. She worked efficiently, and his cock soon throbbed in her mouth, a rhythmic pulse that mirrored her own rising excitement. She gave one last soft moan as she let him fall from her mouth, her hands gently squeezing his balls as she stood, a final act of dominance before stepping back.

Rising in front of him, she reached down and pulled his pants the rest of the way off, revealing his fully exposed body. He sat with a hungry look on his face, his arousal evident in every muscle.

She turned off the TV, cloaking them in darkness as she walked towards their large window positioned just to the side of the couch. The blinds had been pulled earlier in the evening, and she set about undoing that action, letting the soft moonlight pour through the glass and illuminate her presence. As the slats lifted, the pale light spilled across the room, highlighting her form. She glanced at the houses and the street below, knowing that, thanks to the darkness of the house, no one could see inside.

She felt a surge of excitement wash over her as she stepped into unchartered territory, a thrilling combination of boldness and vulnerability. It wasn’t that she wanted to be watched, but that she enjoyed the thrill of being daring, and standing in front of a window naked was undeniably daring.

She turned towards him. Unable to see his face, she focused on his outline sitting on the couch, highlighted by the faint light filtering through the window. She felt the hem of her shirt and lifted it in one motion, letting it slowly fall from her shoulders and drop to the ground. She reached behind her and undid her bra. Letting it slowly fall from her body, she slid her arms out of it and guided her hands slowly up her stomach and rested them on her breasts. Her eyes drifted from him as she looked down at her hands. The moonlight touched her nipples as they hardened. Her fingers gently pulled them, releasing a soft sigh from her lips. He moaned in response, shifting slightly on the couch. She looked at him again, keeping her eyes on him as she turned her back to him. Her hands slid down her body to the waist of her pants. She pushed at the elastic and slowly bent down, her butt straight up in the air. She watched him as her pants lowered, revealing every inch of her backside. She knew her pussy was visible from behind, the wetness between her legs reflecting the soft light from outside.

Her hands slid up her legs and rested between them. Maintaining eye contact with him, she slowly teased him by letting her hands play softly with her pussy. She could feel his gaze as he shifted in response to her searching hands.

She straightened and turned to face him. She glanced out the window as a new wave of excitement washed over her, then stepped towards him. Standing in front of him, she let her hands explore her breasts and pussy, touching what was just out of his reach. She could feel the hunger of his stare.

Leaning forward and sinking into the couch, she straddled him. She let his hands explore her body while she wrapped a hand around his neck, pulling his mouth to the tit she held cupped in her other hand.

He gently licked her nipple, its hardness increasing as the moisture enveloped it. She pushed against him as his mouth sucked in her nipple and his tongue rolled around it.

She pulled back and stood quickly, then pulled at his legs, indicating she wanted him to slide down. As he adjusted, she turned around and straddled him backward with her feet resting on the ground and her butt facing him. She reached down and grabbing his cock while bending at her waist, teasing her pussy with it while he watched from behind. Guiding him in and out of her folds, she practically dared him to slide inside her at any moment.

He moaned in response. His hands grabbed her butt, spreading her cheeks as she slowly lowered onto his cock. Her tight wet pussy stretched as he entered.

A moan escaped her lips as she felt the fullness she had longed for. She slowly worked her pussy over his cock, directing it where she wanted it to linger. His hands held onto her hips, keeping her steady as she bounced on his cock. Looking behind her, she smiled as her boldness surged.

“Fuck me,” she begged as his cock impaled her again. Their breathing quickened as they worked together. His hands knew just how to touch her. Her palm pushed against the glass as she gave one last thrust, her legs growing weak as she screamed. Her orgasm took over. Her body pushed against him, willing him to go deeper.

His hands were slowly moving across her body, only stopping when she would moan or circle his cock with her tongue, causing him to lose his concentration momentarily. She worked efficiently, and his cock soon throbbed in her mouth. She gave one last soft moan as she let him fall from her mouth, her hands gently squeezing his balls as she stood.

Rising in front of him, she reached down and pulled his pants the rest of the way off. He sat with a hungry look on his face and his cock fully exposed.

She turned off the tv, cloaking them in darkness as she walked towards their large window positioned just to the side of the couch. The blinds had been pulled earlier in the evening, and she set about undoing that action, letting the soft moonlight pour through the glass and illuminate her presence. As the slats lifted, the pale light spilled across the room, highlighting her form. She glanced at the houses and the street below, knowing that, thanks to the darkness of the house, no one could see inside.

She felt a surge of excitement wash over her as she stepped into unchartered territory, a thrilling combination of boldness and vulnerability. It wasn’t that she wanted to be watched, but that she enjoyed the thrill of being daring, and standing in front of a window naked was undeniably daring.

She turned towards him. Unable to see his face, she focused on his outline sitting on the couch, highlighted by the faint light filtering through the window. She felt the hem of her shirt and lifted it in one motion, letting it slowly fall from her shoulders and drop to the ground. She reached behind her and undid her bra. Letting it slowly fall from her body, she slid her arms out of it and guided her hands slowly up her stomach and rested them on her breasts. Her eyes drifted from him as she looked down at her hands. The moonlight touched her nipples as they hardened. Her fingers gently pulled them, releasing a soft sigh from her lips. He moaned in response, shifting slightly on the couch. She looked at him again, keeping her eyes on him as she turned her back to him. Her hands slid down her body to the waist of her pants. She pushed at the elastic and slowly bent down, her butt straight up in the air. She watched him as her pants lowered, revealing every inch of her backside. She knew her pussy was visible from behind, the wetness between her legs reflecting the soft light from outside.

Her hands slid up her legs and rested between them. Maintaining eye contact with him, she slowly teased him by letting her hands play softly with her pussy. She could feel his gaze as he shifted in response to her searching hands.

She straightened and turned to face him. She glanced out the window as a new wave of excitement washed over her, then stepped towards him. Standing in front of him, she let her hands explore her breasts and pussy, touching what was just out of his reach. She could feel the hunger of his stare.

Leaning forward and sinking into the couch, she straddled him. She let his hands explore her body while she wrapped a hand around his neck, pulling his mouth to the tit she held cupped in her other hand.

He gently licked her nipple, its hardness increasing as the moisture enveloped it. She pushed against him as his mouth sucked in her nipple and his tongue rolled around it.

She pulled back and stood quickly, then pulled at his legs, indicating she wanted him to slide down. As he adjusted, she turned around and straddled him backward with her feet resting on the ground and her butt facing him. She reached down and grabbing his cock while bending at her waist, teasing her pussy with it while he watched from behind. Guiding him in and out of her folds, she practically dared him to slide inside her at any moment.

He moaned in response. His hands grabbed her butt, spreading her cheeks as she slowly lowered

Did you like this story? Glass Skin, Burning Desire look, but like these, here Story taboo sex.