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Click hereThere was nothing you could do but hold her, cradled in your arms as she buried her face in your neck. She didn't cry or moan, just sort of shivered and jerked.
After a couple of minutes she kissed your neck and whispered, "Thank you. You can put me down."
You did so slowly, and she tried her best to fall back into a position properly framed.
"Well, fuck Daddy," she said, resuming her OnlyFans voice. "That was... wow."
"Only the very best, becauseyou are wow," you replied.
"And cut," Sabrina said, and collapsed back onto the bed fully. You quickly turned off the recordings, and the lights, and crawled up on the bed with her.
Sabrina immediately crawled so she was spooning in front of you, wrapping your arms around her and even pulling one of your legs over hers. "John, that was... that was the most powerful sexual experience I think I might ever have," she whispered.
You kissed her shoulder softly. "Shhh, Sabrina. That was utterly amazing, but we're just starting to figure things out."
"That's what scares me, baby," she said. "That it could get evenbetter than that. You might actually kill me."
"Never," you whispered. "Never."
You held her like that until she fell asleep, the exhaustion of the experience catching up with her, and you let yourself doze off too, loving the feeling of holding Sabrina in your arms.
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If you enjoyed, make sure to catch the rest of the series! It is ongoing and releases will be happening every few days as we catch up to current. I also suggest you check out my AMA: The Boyfriend series for another ongoing story with lots of teasing.
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~Break.
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This story, this whole story, is supporting me through a tough time.
I very much appreciate that all the negativity comes from outside sources.
This is my second read through.
I’m aroused AND I cry. The intensity of the emotion in the writing makes me feel like my feelings are going to break through my skin.
I could give a fuck about your slip ups, minor as they are.
You have given physically and emotionally needy a gift.
I strongly appreciate what you created here.
I thought you should know.
DreaMajor, regarding your desire that our author "please get subject and object pronoun grammar right", the three examples you give are all in the first person, which means they must be from characters speaking rather than the narration, which is in the second person. So the fault lies not with our author-narrator but with the uneducated young people in the story!
I confess that I know no better myself, despite my years and degrees...
Wow he is getting in deep shit good luck how do you deal with two beautiful women at once no one can do that. What next?
I stopped rating stars a number of chapters back because, while I really like the story, your use of 2nd person narration is so awkward, I just can't stand. Nothing is gained by it, especially when you slip up and use I, me, we, us, my... (where's your editor?).
But mostly, it just feels so awkward, amateur, and contrived.
Two comments really. 1. Get yourself an editor to help with spelling and grammar. 2. Try to be a bit more inventive with your prose. Eg. “then took the sideboob meat of her cleavage between your teeth” Really!? Again, an editor will be able to help you with this. If you want to be anything other than an amateur seek out some help.