Smut stories (16+)

Keeping each other warm

It was a freezing November morning and rain was pattering gently on the huge french windows to the east side of the room. Arla opened her eyes drowsily, she was the only one awake in the enormous hotel suite her and Jules has been forced to share. She turned over and looked on the other side of the bed, there lay Jules. He looked unusually peaceful in sleep his black loose curls were rumpled with sleep, Arla was silent for a while, enjoying the peace of the morning and the sliver of Jules brown abs on show.

Soon he started stirring and Arla quickly retreated back to her cocoon of blankets on the other side of the bed, tucking her long brown hair around her shoulder. Jules reached out and caught her by her waist, dragging her in towards him. "Enjoyed the show did we?" He murmured, cocky even half asleep. Arla smiled, feeling confident herself "yeah thanks, it was good" "well it's about to get a whole lot better" Arlas eyes widened "but for now I need to sleep".

Jules pushed into her back a bit harder, holding Arla tightly by the waist. "What I'm just getting comfortable?!" He said with fake hurt. "Yeah okay, we"ll see". As confident as Arla was acting she wasn't all that inside, she could feel every individual ab pressing into her back and Jules crotch into her ass. Suddenly she realised, his crotch area was hardening, pressing harder into her back than before wanting, needing. Her cheeks reddened.

"Uh Jules.."
"Mnhm"
"Your-.. you've..."
"I know I've got a boner love"
"Uh"
"And why do you think that is?"
"I-..." Arla shook herself, it was stupid to think.
"Go on" 
"Jules I"
"Its because of you darling"
Jules has clearly had enough and flipped the both of the over, so that Arla was now straddling him. He caught hold of her hips and gently started circling Arla around his cock, creating as much friction as possible. "Oh fuck, you don't know how much self control I had last night not to do this then" Arla smiled coyly and starting whining her hips along with his movements. By now she was dripping wet in anticipation and Jules cock was rock hard. "Please i-" Jules stuttered  "I know what you want" Jules looked up at her, his dark eyes glittering with arousal "then give it" he was almost begging, his voice low and pleading. Arla nodded "okay".

And with that now Jules was on top helping Arla out of her flimsy nightdress. Once they were both naked he leaned back onto his calves watching her, heavy soft breasts, soft curvy hips that tapered in to her waist, thick milky thighs and dark red wavy hair cascading down her back. His member twitched. Jules leant back forward over Arla, one of his arms on her left, his free hand gently guided the tip of his cock to her entrance. They both gasped. Suddenly Jules plunged the rest of his length into Arla's core. She felt so full and warm the feeling was amazing yet slightly painful in a good way.  Arla's walls clenched around Jules and he moaned loudly, "fuck Arla" then started moving, first slowly then gradually faster and harder, rutting the life out of her, Arla tits bounced back and forth at every plunge the pleasure so overwhelmingly good. Jules dipped his head and starting sucking on Arla's tits, his tongue making circular motions around her nipple, adding even greater pleasure to both of them. Arla dug her nails into his back, drawing him in further. Suddenly Jules movement got wilder, more erratic and they both came together. Gasping breaths turned to calm breathing and they cuddled for a few hours after