Make Love While Reading Erotic Fiction

The lights were on, as were Alex's reading glasses. They had bundled up the pillows on the bed so that the two of them could face each other, legs intertwined, genitals almost touching, but not quite. Each of them had selected a book from a slim stack of vintage erotic novels—real originals that had cost Rory hundreds of dollars. Then again, Alex knew that as an architect he could afford his bookish kink...and she was happy to indulge him.

After all, he had indulged her often enough.

There was never a time when he had been unwilling to eat pussy. When she came home from a long day, she could simply hike up her skirt, pull down her panties, and ride his face for half an hour—no matter what he was doing. Watching television. On the phone. At the movies. Her cunny was never less than spit-shined whenever and wherever she wished it—and so, she did her best to meet him on his own ground.

Relationships were all about finding that common ground.

Alex paged through the book—The Way of a Man with a Maid—and she loved the smell of the old paper, the way the paper had tanned near the edges. Wondered which bit of prose would get Rory excited.

"Then amorously, I began to feel and press her gloriously swelling mount of Venus, a finger on each side of its slit," Alex began to read aloud. "Alice now simply shrieked in her shame and distress, jerking herself convulsively backwards and twisting herself frenziedly. As she was **** to stand on both legs in order to maintain her balance, her cunt was absolutely defenceless, and my eager fingers roved all over it, touching, pressing, tickling, pulling her hairs at their sweet will."

As Alex read, she shifted her hips, until her plump labia pressed against his rigid rod. She smiled as she felt the heat and stiffness of Rory's shaft against her pussy. Over the edge of the book, she could see the precum well up on the tip of the shaft, and then ooze down in a trickle downward her pussy."

"Then I began to attack her virgin orifice and tickle her slit, passing my forefinger lightly up and down it, all the time watching her intently in the mirror," Alex continued to read. "Alice quivered violently, her head fell backwards in her agony as she shrieked: 'Jack, don't! ... for God's sake don't!! ... stop! ... stop!' But I could feel her cunt opening under my lascivious attentions, and so could she!"

She grinned as she read, for her hips rose and fell, to paint her pussy-juice all up and down the stiff prick. Alex had to admit, she enjoyed to tease Rory like this...almost as much as he enjoyed teasing her. So she paused and lowered the book to her breasts as Rory read aloud from Fanny Hill.

"As he stood on one side for a minute or so, unbuttoning his waste-coat, and breeches, her fat, brawny thighs hung down, and the whole greasy landskip lay fairly open to my view: a wide open-mouth'd gap, overshaded with a grizzly bush, seemed held out like a beggar's wallet for its' provision," he began, his voice slow and melodramatic. "But I soon had my eyes called off by a more striking object, that entirely engross'd them."

Alex bit her lip as she raised her hips up until the underside of his cockhead rubbed against her clit. Her ass clenched as she sought to hold it there...and as Rory read, he began to flex his abs, so that his stiff cock jerked slightly, and tapped her clitty.

"Her sturdy stallion had now unbutton'd, and produced naked, stiff, and erect, that wonderful machine, which I had never seen before, and which, for the interest my own seat of pleasure began to take furiously in it, I star'd at with all the eyes I had," he said, his voice tenser now. "However my senses were too much flurried, too much concenter'd in that now burning spot of mine, to observe any thing more than in general the make and turn of that instrument, from which the instinct of nature, yet more than all I had heard of it, now strongly informed me I was to expect that supreme pleasure which she had placed in the meeting of those parts so admirably fitted for each other."

"Admirably," Alex repeated, as her body screamed for release. She lifted her pussy up still further...and Rory, as he saw her design, shifted his grip to hold the book in one hand, so that he could press her cock inside her hot cunny.

"Whilst they were in the heat of the action, guided by nature only, I stole my hand up my petty-coat, and with fingers all on fire, seized, and yet more inflamed that center of all my senses," Rory read as their bodies flexed, cock slid in cunt. Alex, inspired, grinned and reached down with her left hand to rub at her own clit as they moved together.

"My heart palpitated, as if it would **** its way through my bosom; I breath'd with pain: I twisted my thighs, squeezed, and compress'd the lips of that virgin-slit..." Rory continued, as his buttocks pumped. He struggled now to read and fuck at the same time, and Alex saw her opening.

"Gripping her tightly, I got my stiff and excited prick against the lips of her cunt, then pushing steadily, I drove it into Alice, burying its head in her. Despite her fearful struggles and rapid movements of her buttocks and hips, I made another thrust, entering still further into her cunt, then felt myself blocked!" Alex read from a random page, as she struggled to keep the rhythm of their now frantic coupling, her fingers stiff as they hurriedly stirred her clit as the tension inside her rose higher and higher.

"Alex screamed agonisedly, 'Oh! ... oh! stop! ... you're hurting me!' throwing herself wildly about in her pain and despair, for she recognized that she was being violated!" Alex said, too engrossed to notice she had slipped her own name into the reading. "Knowing that it was her maiden membrane that was stopping my advance into her, and that this now was the last defence of her virginity, I rammed into her vigorously! Suddenly I felt something give way inside her and my prick glided well up her cunt, and it did not require the despairing shriek that came from Alex to tell me that I had broken through the last barriers and had conquered her virginity!"

Which was too much for even Rory's fevered imagination. He set the book aside and leaned forward. Alex set The Way of a Man with a Maid aside and sat up to meet him. Their lips met as their crotches rubbed together, his stiff prick pushed deep, her hand trapped between them as she continued to jill off, so close now...and she could feel the tension in his body, the eagerness, the need to cum. Yet her lover held off as he hugged her tight.

Waiting for that moment when Alex bit his lips. When her nails dug furrows into his back. From where they joined, an electric wave seemed to spread throughout her body, every muscle tensed, her insides melting as her body spasmed and clenched. She clung to Rory as he continued to move, **** now, his hands squeezed onto her ass, her pussy pulsed...and she felt warmer and wetter now, as though she had pissed herself.

Tears ran down her eyes as she clung onto him. They rocked back and forth as his cock pumped the last of his seed deep inside of her. Gentle now, all the urgency gone, tender and sweet as their lips sought each other out and met again.

"It's not like it is in the books, is it?" Rory said softly. "It's so much better...with you."

Alex smiled as she held him.

"You know," she said lightly. "In the book, he bottom-fucks Alice..."

"Does he?" Rory said, as though he didn't know. "Well, maybe we can read a little more. In a few minutes..."

Which gave them both a good chuckle.