Stairway to Heaven
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: The hard rain keeps Mat and Emma from going for a run, so they do the stairs instead. Emma finds ways to keep it from being boring. Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction .
We had planned to go running but it was pouring outside: cats and dogs and lions and tigers and bears. “We could walk the stairs,” I suggested. Our beach house had 15 steps up to the second floor. “Fifty flights would probably only take about half an hour,” I told Emma.
Emma frowned. “That sounds kind of dull,” she said.
“Yeah, but we could do it naked,” I added.
Emma’s eyes brightened a little bit.
“And as added incentive,” I said, “we could kiss after a certain number of ups and downs.”
“How many ups and downs?” Emma asked.
“Two,” I proposed.
Up and down we went.
Up and down, up and down. I have to admit the kissing was a lot more fun than the stepping.
We’d done about a dozen flights when Emma broke off the kiss to say, “How about as an additional added incentive when we’re done we fuck?”
That sounded great to me.
Up and down, up and down. At last we were done, breathing heavily on the bottom landing. For a second I thought we might be too exhausted to claim our additional added incentive, but that turned out not to be a problem: me seated on the second stair, Emma seated on me.
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