1 comments/ 52290 views/ 5 favorites Welcome Home! By: RedMoon86 I've been out of town for the last few weeks on business. You've been under a lot of stress at work. You've been missing me like crazy. But sadly, you've been so tired after work you haven't even wanted to bring yourself to a release, so not only have you been stressed out from work you've been sexually frustrated for weeks! You walk through the door after a long day to find me standing there in a black slinky silk robe with big smile on my face. "Welcome home, honey." I wasn't supposed to be home for another few days. You stand in the doorway for a few minutes, trying to decide if I'm really there or not. "What... how... when...?" you finally stammer out "The client settled early. I got an earlier flight, 4 hours ago," I say as I saunter up to you. As I reach you I place both of my hands on your chest. You still haven't spoken yet. "Are you not happy I'm home?" I ask with a pout. You respond by pulling my face to yours and kissing me with an aching intensity; the power and longing shocks me into fisting the material of your shirt and pulling you closer to me. You wrap your arms around me, pulling me into an even tighter embrace. You break the kiss... "I have missed you so much," you whisper fervently. I pull you back to my lips. I massage your lips with my tongue, asking for permission to enter; your lips part allowing our tongues to dance together with sensual grace. Your hands travel down my back to caress and firmly grasp my ass, which elicits an impassioned moan against your lips. Your lips part from mine and begin to place lingering kisses along my throat to the juncture of my neck and shoulder. You swirl your tongue around in open mouthed kisses before you begin to place soft yet firm love bites across my shoulders. A loud hiss of pleasure escapes my lips as my hands travel to your shoulders and my nails dig in. You growl in pleasure at the sudden feeling. You grip my ass tighter and lift me up; I wrap my legs around your hips. I can feel your hard cock press against my throbbing center. In the heat of the moment my robe has slipped, exposing my black lace bra. You kick the door closed and place me on the first flat surface you can find. You pull away from me to untie my robe, letting it fall open around me, fully exposing my body to you. You groan at the sight of me in a pair of black lace boy shorts. I respond by grasping your shirt in both hands. I tug once, suddenly unwilling to take the few extra moments it would take to unbutton it. I tug harder, buttons flying off, and their clatter on the hard floor only excites me further. I can see in your heated gaze my forcefulness excites you as well. I pull hard against the ruin of your shirt to bring your face to mine, kissing you with a hunger so great it's near violence. I shove the tatters of your shirt off your shoulders before hurrying to unclasp your belt and unbutton your pants. You are hard and hot and just the brush of my palm against you through the material forces an almost animal sound of want and need from low in your chest. I take your bottom lip between my teeth and nibble as you shove your pants and underwear down in one swift motion. Again I kiss you hard, almost harshly; you kiss me back and grab my face firmly with your hot hands and hold me immobile. You pull back an infinitesimal amount and brush your lips against mine. A tiny whimper of frustrated longing escapes me; I want more and you know it. You tease me with feather soft kisses, holding me still, torturing me with your almost painfully tender kissing. I growl and try to push against your harder. I can feel you grin against my lips and allow me to increase the pressure, but still you hold back, savoring my desire, bringing my want to a keen edge. You lick my lower lip and I shiver in pleasure, again you smile against my hungry lips and move to slip your tongue into my mouth, tasting me with languid heat. I moan into your mouth and reach down to grab your hard cock. I surprise you and you gasp, your hips bucking against my hand. "Please..." I whisper, "Oh God, please..." I beg and that seems to be what you were waiting for. You move to grasp my boy shorts, yanking them down even as you bend to take one hard nipple in your mouth, bra and all. I wiggle my hips to help you get the panties down and arch my back to press my breast harder against your mouth. The shorts stick and with brutal efficiency you simply grab the crotch and yank hard, the lace giving way with a harsh sound. The remains and are tossed over your shoulder and my bra rapidly joins it. You move your attentions to my other breast, licking and suckling softly, then harder, and hard enough to leave a mark, making me cry out. You take that as your cue and move to brush two fingers along my saturated lower lips. I shudder and you do it again, pressing harder, obviously reveling in how wet you've made me already. Quickly you slip one finger deep into me and I gasp again. You put your mouth against mine, swallowing my cries as your thumb circles my clit. I tightened my grip on your rigid length; you moan into my mouth and slip another finger deep into my folds, curling them as you move them in and out. My orgasm takes me, fast and hard, as I shiver and clamp down around your slick fingers. You wait until I stop shaking, withdrawing your hand and moving it to my lips. I take them into my mouth, swirling my tongue around before you take them out again and kiss me, licking my moisture and musk off my lips. You kiss me harder, drinking me down, and with both hands on my hips you maneuver your rock hard cock into position. With one deft, quick move you sheath yourself inside me. I nearly scream with the incredible pleasure. You bury yourself deep inside me and just hold yourself still for a moment, savoring the feel of my hot, slick pussy surrounding you. I tilt my hips, wanting you deeper; you answer by withdrawing almost entirely and then slamming back into me, hilt deep, bringing a harsh groan from us both. Then you do it again, hard and fast, out and back in, your grip on my hips pulling me forward to meet your thrusts. You kiss me softly, contrastingly to the hard, fast fuck. I can't believe how you know exactly what I want, what I need. You move one hand down and start to rub my hardened clit as you continue to piston in and out of my yielding flesh. I'm close, so close, the angle and rhythm so intense it's almost pain. I can feel you try to slow, wanting to make this last, but I won't allow that, the momentum is undeniable. Again you withdraw your whole length, then thrust deep back into me, your hand rubbing my clit faster. "Cum with me," you tell me, more an order than an entreaty, and the authority in your husky voice tips me over the edge, I scream out your name as I cum hard around you, clamping and shaking in a long, unbelievably powerful climax. You can't hold on any longer under the onslaught, feeling the familiar dizzying rush sweep over you, and cum deep inside me. The feel of your spasming into me sets off a second orgasm and we seem caught in a delicious feedback loop, your cumming triggers my own and for many long moments we peak and peak, our mingled juices slick and hot on the table top. Finally we stand there gasping, your sweating head bowed and resting on my shoulder. I can feel the tremble in your knees and feel an answering weakness in my own body. You raise your head and look deep into my eyes and I am again thrilled at the longing I see there, affection and heat, yearning and contentment. How did I earn that kind of regard? I don't know, but can only respond by placing a gentle hand on the back of your neck and pulling you to me to kiss with infinite tenderness. You respond with equal softness, and I whisper against your swollen lips, "Welcome home..." Welcome Home As I walk into the flat I notice that the lights are dimmed, I smile knowing that you are here, watching my movements from the shadows and have something mischievous planned. I place down my jacket and bag and I hear your heels on the wooden floor as you walk up behind me. "Don't turn around." Your voice quiet but commanding. I can feel your breath against my neck as you slowly tie a silk scarf over my eyes, blindfolding me. I am already at your mercy. Whispering gently into my ear what you're planning on doing to me, and reminding me that I want it even as I shudder. "You want this." You lead me into the bedroom. I stand in the room, shivering with anticipation as you slowly begin to undress me. Your soft hands caressing my body, smoothing away my goosebumps. Your hand is at my belt buckle, drawing through the leather strap loop by loop, removing the belt fully from my trousers you snap the leather together as a promise of what may be to come and to reinforce your total control. I reach out to touch you, to feel your body, to feel what you are wearing and delight in your soft skin, but you slap my hands down denying me even that. My hardening cock is straining against my shorts, and I audibly sigh as you release me from that torment; my cock bobs in front of me finally free. I feel your tongue trace the length of my shaft, from balls to head, a soft lick to tease me before leading me to the bed and pushing me onto my back. You pull my hands to the top of the bed, securing them to the restraints you have placed there. You are stroking, then kissing and licking my entire body. Not allowing me even a taste of you despite my begging. You shift on the bed and finally kiss my mouth, but only to make me taste my pre-come on your lips and tongue; the promise and threat of more to come. Your fingers are on my cock, my smooth hairless balls, tracing down to my anus. I shiver yet again. A coolness on my ass, and the tip of your lubricated finger slips inside me. Then just as quickly it's gone. An insistent pressure against me and I know that was just a prelude. The head of your vibrator is stretching my ass; a moments resistance and my body yields. You slide the slick lubed cock into me and I can't help but moan, my own cock twitches uncontrollably. Now you are fucking me, I am almost breathless with excitement, and my moans are yet louder as you take my aching cock into your hot mouth. Without warning you switch on the vibrator. The gentle hum coursing through my ass as you beautifully fuck me. I am writhing in pleasure, begging to come, but you stop... slowly drawing the vibrator from me, kissing me deeply that I might taste more of my own come from your tongue. You turn me on the bed, adjusting my restraints gently as you push me onto my knees and I whimper as I know what's coming. You whisper in my ear, "You want this..." You enter me suddenly, in one thrust you begin fucking me mercilessly. The violent searing pain is momentary, a sharp reminder that it is me being taken. Gone now, and replaced by a yearning for more, an ardent need to be fucked. The hard, large cock of your strap-on stretching me more than ever before and your hand snakes round to grasp my cock. Your fingers trace the head and you bring the come leaking from me to my lips as you whisper, "You want this." You slow down and breathe into my ear, "Tell me what you want baby, tell me what you need..." All pride gone, tied to the bed on all fours, my ass in the air with your hard cock buried deep inside me. It's all I can do to speak, it comes out quietly, ashamed I am so desperate for it, that I need it so much, "I need you to fuck me baby..." "Tell me again" you say. Slowly thrusting into me as you speak. "I need you to fuck my ass baby, fuck me hard, please baby, fuck me hard, I need to come" You are fucking me hard now, pounding into my ass, driven by raw passion. Your hand tightly gripping my cock, but not allowing me to come. You ignore my begging and keep thrusting deep into me. When you can sense that I have had enough, that I am bordering on coming, that I am about to explode, you stop. I'm begging you now, pleading with you to let me come, promising anything, but you deny me release. You slide from me, a groan accompanies my shudder as am suddenly so empty. You turn me onto my back again, and slide a butt plug into me, "A new toy for you to keep you full, because you want it baby, tell me how you want it..." My hard cock is aching now, as you take off your harness I am begging once again, "Please keep fucking me baby, I need my ass to be stretched, I need to be fucked." The butt plug has filled me, larger than I have taken before. Gently but firmly you straddle me, and with a moan from both of us you slide me into your tight wet beautiful pussy. You ride me hard but steady, knowing I am on the edge of coming. You rip the blindfold off my face and suddenly I can see you. The lust and passion in your eyes is so hot and intense. Your corseted body riding my naked one. Your stockings silky and smooth against my body, your high heels tossed carelessly to the side of the bed. The strap-on lying menacingly next to our bodies, the dildo black and shining still slick with lubrication. On seeing your hard black cock lying there a throb pulses through my entire body, and I totally lose control. My cock spasms uncontrollably, and finally I cry out, and come deep inside you. Spurt after spurt I fill you. You wait for my breathing to settle, then without saying a word you kiss me softly and gently move your body up mine. Slowly you lower your glistening pussy onto my lips. "Clean up your mess and make me come you dirty boy." Your voice light and alive with your naughtiness. I lick your pussy to your commands, tasting my come as it mixes with yours. "You want this" you pant, as you grind yourself against my face, my chin now wet with our combined juices. Your breath quickens as you get closer, and you push down on my mouth, my tongue deep inside you as you come against me. My mouth full with your juices, and still tasting myself in you. Finally, after coming hard you lift yourself from my face and lie back next to me. You look me in the eyes, kissing me deeply, tasting us both as you untie my arms. Moving down my body you remove the butt plug gently, my ass gripping it as if reluctant for the debauchery to end. As it breaches the tight muscular ring I groan loudly and you chuckle. You give my now softened, but a-livening cock a peck of encouragement before moving up into my arms. I hold you tightly, arms finally free to caress and explore your body. My hands rest on your ass cheeks, a finger slowly traces the crack of your ass and pauses lightly held against your beautiful ass hole. A guilty impish look comes into your eyes as you stare into mine knowingly and we kiss again. Welcome Home "You are incredible, you know that?" I smile at you as you come through the door to my place and come straight toward me, wrapping your arms around me. The smell of your cologne envelops me, and I get a little weak in my knees. "Am I, my girl?" you ask me, sounding tired. "You are. Incredible, wonderful, special. And I love you," I kiss you on the lips then disentangle myself from your arms. I grab the two glasses of water I had prepared moments ago from the counter; one with large melting ice cubes for you, and the other with my high maintenance crushed ice for me. I motion for you to follow me to the living room. "Sit there," I say, stopping next to the suede chair, the one with the matching ottoman. I place the drinks on the end table, as you sit, looking at me with mild amusement and curiosity. I lean over and kiss your lips, then your neck, and start working my way down your body, sinking to my knees in front of you, as you instinctively spread your legs and sink back into the chair. I undo your belt, then your button and zipper, and gently slide your pants and underwear down, kissing your lower stomach as I do. You lift your hips and sigh softly as I finish sliding your clothing down, freeing your cock, which is already growing hard. I take you in my hand and look up at you. "I love you," I breathe out softly, right before I run my tongue around the tip of your cock. You lean your head back and moan softly, as I take you in my mouth, letting my lips close around the head of your cock. I slowly start working down and up, taking more and more of you in my mouth. As I'm sucking on you, my hand wrapped around the base of your cock, I feel the tension easing from your body as you moan again. Your hand moves through my soft red hair, as you slowly wind your fingers into it. You gently move with me, as I move up and down your cock faster, letting you hit the back of my throat, choking and gagging on your cock. I glance up at your face and see your relaxed smile; I pull my head back, licking all the way down to your balls. I take one in my mouth, sucking on it as I stroke your cock with my hand, then the other. I hear your breath become ragged; you groan, and pull me up to your cock, gently forcing me to start sucking you again. "Oh GOD, my girl...that's it. Suck me, Princess. Suck my cock like a dirty whore. MY dirty, redheaded slut." You're lifting your hips and pushing deeper into my mouth, holding my head down. I'm choking and gagging, and I play it up a little, knowing you love the sound and the feeling of my throat flexing against your cock. "Oh yeah, you know how Daddy likes it, my little slut," I hear you gasp out as your grip on my hair tightens and you hold me tight against you. I feel you tremble, then release your grip as you shoot your cum in my mouth with a groan of great release. I suck the cum from your cock, so hot and salty as it fills my mouth. I swallow it all, smiling to myself, knowing you love when I swallow your cum. I keep licking and sucking gently, until you lean back, utterly relaxed. I kiss the tip of your cock softly before wiping my lips. You run your fingers over my cheek, then motion me toward you. I slowly stand up as you pull your pants back up over your hips. "Come here, lover," you say to me, pulling me into your lap and wrapping your arms around me. "You always know just how to make me feel good after a long, hard day at work." "Thanks," I reply softly, smiling and curling up against you. You turn my face toward yours and kiss me passionately. "Thank you, princess." I sigh happily, resting my head against your shoulder. I feel you run your hand down my back, gently rubbing, working your way lower. My breath is coming a little shorter. Your touch always affects me. You move your hand over my thigh, pressing against my leg, giving me the signal you want to play with your pussy. I blush slightly, as I let my legs part for you. You push my skirt up out of the way and let your fingers trail between my thighs. I hold my breath – and your reaction is as expected. "What's this? My naughty little slut isn't wearing panties? Dirty, dirty little slut." Your breath is hot on my ear as your fingers trace lines over my bare shaven pussy. You push me off your lap gently. "Sit on the ottoman, push your skirt up, and play with my pussy, slutty girl." I whimper and move to obey you. I lean back so you can watch as I start moving my fingers over my clit, and slowly pushing them inside me. I see an evil grin steal its way over your face, and I get nervous. "Whatever happens, whatever I do, don't stop playing, and don't cum unless I tell you to," you say. I groan, and slowly finger your pussy, watching you as you get up and walk behind me. You kiss my neck as you reach around and unbutton my blouse, sliding it off my body. You follow it with my bra, and the only thing I have left on is my skirt, up around my waist. You reach around, caressing my tits, slowly rubbing over my nipples. Then, you suddenly pinch them hard, making me gasp. I almost stop playing then remember, and bite my lower lip as you pinch harder and harder. You know that always pushes me toward the verge of cumming. I'm leaning back against you, reaching up and grabbing your arm while continuing to finger myself. I'm moaning and screaming. "Oh! Oh GOD Daddy...pleeeeeease!" I get the words out between the moans of pleasure and pain combining to drive me insane. "Yes, Princess?" you say simply, releasing your pressure on my nipples, going back to stroking and caressing my tits. I'm panting, my pussy dripping. You step away, picking up your glass and drinking some of the water...then reach in and pull out an ice cube. You start running it over my skin, then over my nipples, making them rock hard from the cold. My whimpers make you laugh. You pull out one of the larger ice cubes and crouch in front of me. "Hold your cunt open for me, my slut." I groan and spread myself completely open to you. It's arousing yet humiliating being so exposed and nude while you're still dressed. Your fingertips run over my clit, making me moan. "Mmmm so red and wet; I just want to lap up my naughty daughter's cunt." You run your tongue up my slit. You follow your tongue with the ice cube, and the sensations of your hot, wet tongue licking me, and the cold ice cube are driving me to the point of complete melt-down. You slowly push the ice cube deep inside of me, and I scream in surprise. You stop...and motion me to move to the chair, and put my legs over either of the arms, spreading myself open to you. You stare down at me, my chest rising and falling as my breath comes quickly. I see a thought cross your face, as you turn and cross the room to where I keep our toy box. You carry it over and set it down, pulling your keys from your pocket. You unlock the box with the spare key I gave you, and flip the lid back. The toys inside range from nice to evil, and I have no clue what you are going to pull out. I close my eyes in anxious anticipation. You return with the soft cotton rope, and tie loops around my wrists, then twist the rope around the chair legs, then finally tie the rope around my ankles, leaving me no way to escape and spread open and exposed. I whimper, looking up at you. You turn back toward the toy box and move things around. You find what you're looking for and crouch down in front of my pussy. I feel cold metal as you slowly push a round item inside me; I realize it's one of our bullet vibrators, as you flick the switch on. "Oohhh Daddy!" I groan as you spread my pussy open and start licking me. Your tongue swirling around my clit, then flicking it up and down; your lips closing around my clit and sucking on it; all as the vibrator buzzes away inside me. I'm crying out, moaning, trying to push my hips against your mouth, and all the while I'm begging you. "Fuck! God Daddy! Please, Please! Daddy, let me cum! Oh GOD, Please let me cum!" "Yes, princess! Cum hard! NOW!" you command, as you pull the vibrator out and hold it directly on my clit. I strain against the ropes as I scream. I feel your tongue probing inside me and I flood, my pussy juices running down my thighs and over your tongue. I throw my head back and every muscle tenses up as I cum hard. You pull the vibrator away and turn it off. You stand up, and kneel on the edge of the chair, bracing yourself with one hand near my head. Your other hand runs down my cheek, then to my throat, as you remind me who is in control. You're not choking me, just wrapping your fingers over my throat. You kiss me, and I taste myself on your lips and tongue. You release my throat, sliding your hand down my body, and slipping a finger inside me, curling it up, and making me moan. "More, my girl?" you ask, rhetorically. I know you're going to do whatever you want, as you quickly slip a second, then a third finger into me. I'm starting to moan and whimper again as you start to stretch me open, finger fucking me. You place your mouth close to my ear. I can feel your hot breath as you speak to me. "You are my whore. And I'm about to open you up like a whore." You slip a fourth finger into me. I moan and cry out. It hurts, but it hurts good. "Are you ready, princess?" I bite my lip, my eyes full of tears, and nod. You fold your thumb into your palm, and push, slowly, with steady pressure. I let out a half-moan, half-scream as your hand presses into me, and my cunt lips wrap around your wrist. I'm breathing hard and fast, as you slowly start to fist-fuck my cunt. As you move in and out, my pussy makes a sloppy, sucking sound. I'm so wet. You pull your hand all the way out, then push it back in. I'm aroused, and screaming, and begging. You just smile at me, then bend down and kiss me hard, shoving your fingers and fist back inside me. I scream into your kiss. You pull away and stand back, your fist inside me. You slap my cheek, the sting making me moan. You grab my chin, staring into my eyes. "Cum like a dirty fucking whore. NOW." I close my eyes and throw my head back as I cum over your fingers, coating your hand with my cum. "I LOVE YOU DADDY!" I moan out, feeling the release. You wait until I stop shaking and spasming around your hand, then slowly draw it out, which triggers one more huge orgasm. I'm crying, trying to catch my breath, and a complete mess. You calm me down by stroking my hair, and kissing my forehead. "You are such a good girl, my princess. I love you." You leave me and head to the washroom. I hear water running and I know you're cleaning up. You return and untie me, gently rubbing my wrists and ankles, and helping me to stand. I'm shaking, and unsteady, my knees trembling. Without you, I'd collapse. You give me my water and make me drink, then gently lead me to my bedroom, and take my skirt off, then undress yourself. You pull the covers back and let me slide into bed, then climb in next to me, pulling me close. "I love when you come over, daddy." I yawn and close my eyes. "Oh, you don't think I'm done yet, do you, Princess?" You press me onto my back and slowly position me, my legs up and over your shoulders. I feel your hard cock pressing against my cunt, ready to slide into me. "Ohhhhh fuck, baby, you're dripping for me," you say, sinking deep into me with one stroke. "Fuck...GOD that feels so good." I'm whimpering and moaning, already on edge. You stroke your cock deeper and deeper with each thrust, and I know you've been ready to cum again. Your fingers dig into my thighs, and you tense up. I know that look, and I beg for it. "Please, daddy, fill my...um...fill YOUR pussy with your cum? I love that feeling!" I use my best little girl voice, and it pushes you over the edge. You cum hard; I can feel it, so hot, pulsing into me. You shudder, and shoot one last bit of cum into me, then pull out. I can feel it already sliding out of my pussy and pooling around my asshole. It feels so dirty, so good. You roll off of me, and pull me tight into you. I hear your heart racing, as I kiss your throat, then snuggle into you. This is where I love to be. With you, skin to skin, feeling loved and safe and warm. "Mmmm. I told you, you're incredible, Daddy." You chuckle softly. "You're pretty incredible too, my girl." That's the last thing I hear before I drop off to sleep, well fucked and loved by you. =========================== (Comments? Please email me, and include a return email so I can respond!) Welcome Home It had felt like forever. I was sitting outside, waiting for you to finally come home. We had been able to trade emails most of the time while you were off with the Army, but except for a handful of calls, I hadn't been able to talk to you, much less see you, for the last few months. I had originally offered to pick you up from the airport, but work had gotten crazy over the last few days and when I told you that I probably wouldn't be able to pick you up, you said that you'd get a taxi and meet me when I got home. That had been the plan, until my boss realized you were coming home today and released me for the day. So there I was, sitting on the front porch, waiting for you to arrive. I couldn't help but glance at my smart phone from time to time, watching the seconds tick by as your plane supposedly landed, as I imagined you walking to the luggage rack, as I pictured you finding a cab. And then, you were there. The cab pulled into the driveway and I walked out to meet you, smiling as you smirked at me -- I could tell I would have to explain why I was home, but just from watching your eyes, I knew you were happy to see me. You and the driver stepped out of the cab and as he opened the trunk, I grabbed your dufflebag and handed him some cash for a fare and a tip. Meeting you at the curb, I looked up into your eyes and smiled before dropping the bag onto the grass. We were kissing, our arms wrapped around one another, before the taxi had pulled away. Pulling back, I stepped up onto the curb and now it was your turn to look up -- if only a little bit. "I missed you," I said, smiling. I noticed your downward glance and then the smirk got bigger before you answered "I noticed." Rolling my eyes and laughing, I picked up the dufflebag with one hand and took your hand in the other, leading you back to the house. Stepping back onto the porch, I let go of your hand and opened the screen door enough to throw your dufflebag inside. With a loud thump, it landed against the wall and I turned to you, putting my hand along the back of your neck and pulling you to me, kissing you again. This time, we didn't just kiss and back away -- our hands started moving over each other, and before long, I felt your hand against my groin. I had already been excited, and as you rubbed against me, you could feel the expected reaction. I quickly surrendered and opened the door for you. Grinning with victory, you turned and stepped inside. Stopping far enough inside to let me in, you took off your beret, dropping it on a nearby shelf, then you started pulling off your hair ties. What you didn't notice was that I had shut the door behind you, then walked up right behind you. Taking the last hair tie out, you finally noticed the silence and you began to turn around. As you realized where I was standing, I finally pressed up against you, pushing you face-first against the wall -- hard enough that you didn't have a choice, but soft enough that you barely noticed the impact. I grabbed your wrists with my hands and held them against the wall. Now, finally, you could feel me as I rubbed against you -- and you had no doubt how swollen I was, how excited I was to see you. I let go of your arms, but we had played this game enough that you left them against the wall. My mouth moved to the back of your neck and I started kissing you above your collar -- moving your hair out of the way with one hand as my other slid between you and the wall. As your head leaned to one side, I kept licking and kissing your neck ... and I kept sliding my other hand in front of you. After spending enough time in uniform, I knew how easy it was to undo your belt and pants and after loosening the top, I slid my fingers inside, first sliding over the smooth fabric before running the fingertips along the top, against your skin ... then inside. Having moved your hair around to the front of your neck, I moved my other hand down and around you as well, cupping your breast and squeezing -- getting through the layers of the Army uniform isn't always easy, but after three months, you missed any contact and I could already hear the soft sighing that you would give off as you got more excited. And more excited. My finger began to rub back and forth over your clit, and I could tell you were starting to shake a little. Your body forced its way farther away from the wall -- partially because you were starting to seize up, but also because you wanted me to have more room. And as you pushed back, you pushed against me -- all of me -- and I could tell that was getting you even more turned on. After a few minutes, I knew that you wanted more. The half-mumbling, half-sighing was a hint. Your ass rubbing up against my cock was probably a bigger one, though. I knew you wanted to turn around and stop being so tortured -- but before I was about to let you move, I wanted to hear you cry out ... and as I slid my finger into your now dripping pussy, you gasped and lost control enough for your hands to reach back and grab me and hold me against you. In, and again, and then I slowly pulled my finger out, rubbing it over your clit again as I pulled my hand out from inside your panties. I put enough pressure on you that you started to turn, and there wasn't any smile on your face anymore. It had been replaced by a look of hunger -- something I hadn't seen since that last night before you left. I pushed my hips against you and then started to undo your uniform -- first the Velcro, then the zipper, and as I pulled up on the bottom of the jacket, you leaned just far away enough from the wall to let me slide it up and off of you. Neither of us noticed where it landed when I dropped it. Moments later, your t-shirt was somewhere else in the room. Not that it was easy to strip you. You had been trying to undo my belt and unzip my pants the entire time. Add in the occasional lean forward so our lips could touch, tease each other, and we were both losing it. Stepping away from the wall, I took your hand in mine and pulled you closer to the couch before jerking you forward, twisting you, and then pushing you against the arm of the couch. Before you stopped moving, I had already grabbed the top of your pants and had jerked them and your panties down below your ass. You looked back, ready to assert yourself -- but my hand on your spine prevented you from going anywhere ... and then you stopped fighting when you realized I was squatting down and rubbing my tongue up and down your wet slit. When you stopped pushing back, I took my hand from your back and moved it between your legs, under you. You were lost as my tongue licked up and down, spreading your lips just a little before sliding out ... and after I began to rub my finger against your clit again, it only took a few moments before you screamed and I felt you tighten down, cumming over my hand and tongue. I relaxed for a second, waiting ... then as you started to move again, I slid my finger inside you. I saw you clamp your fingers down on the side of the couch and I heard another gasp and half-mumbled words. You weren't being especially clear, but as I started massaging you -- the inside of you -- you stopped trying to talk and just began repeating my name again and again ... slowly and quietly before getting louder. Then suddenly, nothing ... you felt my finger slide out and you thought you would have a second to recover. But I was taking that second to stand up, and that's when you stopped following the world around you. After months of nothing but moments of quiet masturbation, I was inside you again. Spreading you open and sliding deep into you before pulling out. Again. Another time. Being behind you, you couldn't grab me, but I felt your fingernails grab for my pants. I saw you reach forward and squeeze on the back of the couch. And once, when you looked back over your shoulders, I saw how much you loved being fucked. Either an infinite amount of time -- or much too little -- passed, and you could feel me cum inside you. I leaned down, resting a little, out of breath ... and as I kissed the back of your neck again, my hand slid flat against you, up your side and under your breast, cupping it gently. And as you slowly regained coherency, you heard a quiet and out-of-breath "Welcome home, beautiful." Welcome Home Note from Author: This is just a quick snippet between me, and an old pet of mine. There's not much in the way of background, plot, or an in-depth character description since it was written specifically for her as a short clit tease, and nothing more. That's also the reason for using both first and second person POV in it. Regardless, I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading. * I open the front door, tired and weary; it's the end of another twelve-hour day shift at the plant. The house is warm and inviting, blanketed with the aroma of cooking food. I'm not sure what it is, but is smells delicious. You pad quickly from the hallway, the jingling of the cowbell on your collar announcing your haste. As with every night you hurry to greet me, not naked this time, but wearing your crotchless black and white cow-print leotards and stuffed horns. You kneel at my feet, gazing up with a smile of content joy. Beads of perspiration trickle from your dark auburn hairline, and your cheeks are flushed. You've been busy cleaning, as well as cooking, and you're slightly out of breath. "Good evening, Master, welcome home. How was your day?" I smile slyly, when your gaze briefly lingers on my groin, before looking up again. Our thoughts intermingle as they always have, as transparent as the bulge expanding within my jeans; it's been nearly a week and the sight of my eager cow abasing herself, awakens an anxious stirring in me, despite my weariness. "Hi pet, dinner smells wonderful. Looks like you've been busy today?" I prompt you to your feet, and pull you into my arms, cupping the creamy smoothness of you ass, lifting you closer. Your arms encircle my neck and our lips meet; tender, loving, yet frantic in a way words struggle to grasp. My hands begin to explore your body, my lips no different. You bare your neck with a soft moan, when I pull one of your pert breasts free of your leotards, cupping it, rolling the tight knot of your nipple between strong fingers. You shiver in my arms, with a sensual gasp of longing. "My, it seems as if someone is an eager cow tonight?" I chuckle, knowing full well the depth of your desires now. It excites me even more. "Yes, Master. I've been thinking about you all day." "Have you? Let's see." My hand glide over your tummy, and across the smooth, hairless mound of your pubis, hunting deeper. I find exactly what I expected; the slick, syrupy texture of your hunger is like a thick blanket covering your engorged labia, as they invitingly spread around my finger. You're fully aroused, hot and desperate, but then again I would expect nothing else from a diligent pet, patiently awaiting my use. My need for you turns animalistic, matching your attire, as well as your own wanton thoughts. You're a crafty pet, you always have been, and you knew exactly what I would do after seeing you like this. My balls ache for release and my pulse begins to race. I'm about to breed you like the cow in heat you resemble. "Bend over the couch, pet," I breathe like a husky wind. "And present yourself." You quickly obey, silently, with a rush of heat dousing your body. You're a servant to my whims, as you've always been since I collard you years ago. You lift your ass, submissively bearing what belongs to me. The trim pink of your waxed pussy, shimmers back at me like a delicate flower between your thighs. I can barely see the small knot of your clit, and I know it throbs for my attention with every passing heartbeat. The thought of taking you, using you, fucking my pretty, little pet, is all consuming in my mind. I'm sure I must look like a frenzied stripper, as I yank at my belt, unbuttoning my jeans. My cock bursts free, quickly growing hard in my hand, a steel rod of dominance over your soul sheathed in the soft pliability of baby-soft skin. The tip, swollen and dark pink, glistens with pre-cum. I pause in reverence for a moment, basking in the vision of total obedience. Such a beautiful sight. My fingertips gently caress your sides, one grasping you hip, while the other positions you hands behind your back, wordlessly locking them in place until I give you permission to move them again. Your flesh ripples under my touch with electric jolts that settle between your legs. You shuffle you feet slightly, arching your hips, and your back forms an erotic bow, completely unmasking the grandeur of your pussy, awaiting my use. You gasp with a stuttering cry of pleasure, when the head of my cock glides between your wet and wild lips, teasing you, covering the head in a liberal sheen of zealous femininity. "Yes, Master, yes," you whisper like the desperate cry of a songbird. "Use your cow, breed me." The bell around your neck jingles slightly, confirming your plea. The act of first penetration, even after all these years, has always been a blissfully tempting experience for me. Your tight hole struggles in yielding compliance as it always has, yet made for me and me alone. A welcome embrace soon bathes my cock in a slick, velveteen slice of heaven. I take things slow, my concern for you as important as my own. It has been nearly a week, and your fragile grunting, punctuated with sensual whines of ecstasy as you slowly melt around me, are the docile music of acquiescence that sets the mood of my thrusts. In time you adjust, as you always have, eagerly trying to please me, taking my cock to the hilt. That has always been you utmost concern, my pleasure above your own, even if detrimental to your wellbeing. I should have severely punished you for endured the senseless pain, when years ago I tore your delicate folds in my anxiousness, tainted with scar tissue from your surgery. Instead I comforted you afterwards, cleaning away your blood, while soothing your pain with my loving embrace. Your peddle-like lips are taunt around my shaft now, stretched wide and quivering with desire, while the head of my cock probes at your cervix, caressing it with desperation. I take a firmer hold on your hips, using you as I always have, exerting my hold over you with each rapturous thrust into your steaming slit. You are content and at peace my loving pet, my slave of selfless desire, as I take my pleasure from you as I always have. Your cowbell keeps the pace, a constant reminder of what you are, and you slip further into a delirious, trance-like state because of it. You've become a thing again, an object, a creature of manly release, and nothing more. You've been thinking of this moment all day, kept at the height of torturous arousal for hours until I arrived home. You quickly lose control, humbly asking my permission to cum, and I grant your request. You sense the end drawing closer. It has been less then ten minutes, but I can't hold back any longer; you've always had that effect on me, though. My balls clench, and my cock swells, as the slapping of my hips against your ass sends violent shock waves through your entire body. "Yes, Master, Yes! You cry ravenously, pushing back, meeting me halfway. "Use me, use your slut!" "Is my pretty cow ready to be breed?" I growl, as my cock begins to tingle, the pressure building. "Breed me, Master, breed me... Impregnate me, honor me with your seed!" We both know it's impossible, but it's a dream we have nonetheless. I feel you tighten, a rippling spasm that grips my pounding cock like a slippery fist. You're cumming again, hard this time, and without asking permission. Even a dutiful slut forgets herself at times in the throws of passion. I'll punish you later for it with a sound spanking, or maybe your paddle? I haven't decided which yet. I bury myself in you, groaning, and we cum together, a magical moment of intimacy between us. It's powerful and needy, the culmination of an entire weeks worth of desire on both our parts. You grind back against me, flinching instinctively with each hot, cyclic blast that that showers the doorway to your womb. Your body instinctively laps at the nectar of my seed, pulling it deeper within you. A moment of content quiet ensues afterwards, with neither one of us willing to break the spell just yet. My strong hands message you lust-soaked back and hips, working under your ponytail to your neck in a moment of comforting afterglow. "Thank you, Master." You always thanked me for the gift of my cum, and the honor of being used by me. "You're welcome, pet. You're a good girl, you know that?" You shiver again, growing warm under my praise, anxious to please as you always have. Maybe I won't punish you. "I try to be, Master." "Yes you do pet, yes you do." Welcome Home Michael is a sexy ginger haired man with bright blue eyes, full lips, and an athletic physique,not to mention he looks fucking sexy in his dress blues. He had been on his second tour to Iraq and hadn't seen or felt a women in 9 months the night I went to welcome his home, I was ecstatic to see him and I think he was ecstatic to see my voluptuous D cup breasts peeking out of my teal blue satin top. We had spent the last 9 months speaking of things we would do to one another, and anxiously awaiting his arrival back to the states, so I know as we sat there visit with friends and talking of times passed, all we could really think of was leaving the room and tearing one another close off. As we stood outside amongst the crowd he snuck up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, I could feel the bump through his pants pressed up against me,I know he yearned for me to set him free. I turned around and we were face to face, he kissed me passionately, so passionately that he sucked my tongue and bit my bottom lip upon release. I knew that was my signal that it was time. He led me by hand in through the house to the bedroom where he undressed me slowly, first he lifted off my top and ran his fingertips from my lips down my neck to my bra covered breasts reached around the back and unhooked the only thing stopping him from seeing my soft pale skin in front of him, for a moment he just soaked in the site and then he dropped down to his knees and took my right breast into his hand and then into his mouth using the tip of his tongue to swirl around my silver dollar sized nipples,and sucking gently. I could feel my clitoris start to harden and throb, but I was enjoying every second of it. I could tell Michael was to from the low moans that were escaping his throat, and the intensity of his touch. Michaels tongue made its way from my breasts to my navel, and when he took his hand and reached the button and zipper to my jeans my body shuddered with anticipation. Michael used his teeth to undo my pants and slowly pulled them down as I took a step out of them I felt Michael bury his face into my warm wet panty covered pussy, I was covered in goosebumps as he poked and prodded my clit through my panties with his strong tongue,,with one fail swoop he pull them down and completely engulfed his mouth nose and chin into my pussy,I wanted to ravage him but Michael had other things in mind. As I stood there completely naked he walked around me in circles like a predator stalking his prey. I guess after 9 months without seeing a woman he wanted to take it all in. This is where the story get fun, Michael pushed me. forcefully onto the bed pushed my legs up so that my knees were on my chest and proceeded to bury his face in between my thick thighs, I was suprised when I felt his tongue flick up and down on my asshole, then move to my pussy, I was overwhelmed with pleasure as he moved his tongue in and out of my tight pussy, his tongue was replaced with first one finger and then two, he used them as a hook to press up against my g-spot as he passionately sucked my clitoris. I reached down and put my hands on his head guiding him when I wanted him to lick, not that he needed any help in the department of eating pussy. I could hear the sounds of my juices as he moved his fingers in and out of me, I was soaking wet and I could feel my climax welling up inside of my body. My thighs were now clenching around his head and my body started to shiver, I told him I was almost there and his fingers and tongue started moving even more vigorously,I was cumming, my back arched and my body started to jerk uncontrollably, I sat straight up thinking my body couldn't handle any more pleasure but Michael pushed me back down and continued to lick and suck my clit until I begged him to stop, when he finally did stop he climbed on top of me and kissed me deeply, I could feel how excited he was as he grinded his hips and rubbed his jean covered dick up against my pussy, to further tease me. I decided it was my turn I took Michaels shirt off so that I could feel his skin against mine, and rolled him onto his back and straddled him. I leaned forward pressing my bare breasts against his bare chest and kissed him passionately, sucking his tongue and biting his bottom lip like he had done mine outside, but with a little more force, ok a lot more force, I ran my nails up and down his chest as I licked and bit his neck. I reached down and forcefully rubbed and stroked his cock through his pants, slowly moving my way down to his chest licking and biting his nipples as he pulled my hair, I could tell he was getting antsy, and I liked it. As I reached the fly of his pants he was ready for whatever I was about to do, he wasn't going to wait for me to take my time so he moved me and pulled off his clothes himself. He wanted to be inside me, but I wasn't letting him get off that easy, I knelt down in front on him put just enough of his 9 inch cock in my mouth to get him wet and stroked him with my hand while I licked and teased his balls. Michael had enough, he threw me on the bed, again, this time ass up and rammed all 9 inches into my pussy in one shot, I moaned loudly with pleasure, he slammed my pussy so hard all I could hear was his sack slapping my clit, I moved forward to get away from him turned around and pulled him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, as he entered me, he growled with ectasy, I bounced up and down on his pole until he said he was getting close, so I stopped leaned forward kissed him for a few minutes and then continued to move. This time in a slow steady motion, grinding my hips so close to him that my clit was rubbing on his pubic bone, I could feel his body tensing and he scratched my back with a fierce motion, with Michael inside of me and my clit rubbing up against me I too felt another orgasm coming on swiftly so I started moved faster and faster until I felt him shoot his load deep into my pussy, and I climaxed at the same time, when we were finished, I climbed off of him and licked him clean. Michael was in a sex induced like coma, I laid down next to him kissed his lips and said softly how is that for a welcome home present. He laughed and we drifted off to sleep. There will be more stories about mine and Michaels. adventures to come.... Stay tuned. Welcome Home I couldn't keep my feet still...they kept tapping and shuffling against the ground, kicking and scuffing. I looked down at my toes, painted bright pink, encased in gladiator style sandals. My legs were pale even though I spent hours in the sun reading, all underneath my silver skirt, shimmery material that swayed nicely when I walked. A tight black shirt, and new matching panties underneath..they were light pink, with see through lace strips down the side, as well as lace on top and bottom. The bra matched, black lace covering light pink, soft enough to show my rock hard nipples through them, and through my shirt. My man was coming home. After a year of waiting and dreaming and hoping and praying, he was coming home. Today. His flight was landing. He was HERE. He started to step through the doors in his camo and boots and I shot up, flying into his arms. I wrapped my arms, then my legs around him as I kissed his lips long and hard. He tasted soft but salty, and dry like..well, like he'd been on a plane for a long time. I could feel him smiling against my lips, holding my waist to his body tight. Burying his face in my hair, I kissed his neck soft and his ears lightly nipping them. "I've missed you, god I've missed you, you just...god, you're beautiful. So fucking beautiful, I love you I love you. I love you." he murmured into my hair. I slowly climbed off of him, and held out my hand for him. Still looking at me with a huge smile, he reached out with his huge hands and grasped mine. All through the car ride, he showered me with little touches and kisses, not wanting to ever stop touching. As soon as we got into the house, before the door was shut, he pressed his body hard against mine and me against the wall kissing me urgently, desperately. Nipping my neck, he made me arch my back and moan, running my hands over his head. The short strands tickled my palms - making me giggle mid kiss. "dork," he growled into my neck. Picking me up, he carried me to the bed while my arms wrapped around his neck, beaming up at him. "I love you...so much. I've missed you so much. You're home, now, though!" Laying me down, he knelt at my feet and started to remove my sandals, massaging my feet. Moving his hands up my calves, he softly kneaded the muscles, I let loose a small moan it felt so good. I sat back up, and pushed him down onto his back, and started to unlace and pull off his combat boots. Off his socks, sweetly kneading his callused feet, reaching up to undo his belt, I laid down next to him, and kissed him. He skimmed his hands up my waist to softly tease my tits, hard nips even more visible. I gasped, it felt so good. His ducked his head down and placed his mouth to them through my shirt, and I moaned out loud. Skipping his pants, I undid his shirt and pulled it off of him, laying kisses over his collarbone and running my fingers over and down and around your chest and back. As I took one of his nipples in my mouth, scraped it gently with my teeth, and heard his breath catch. I kissed lower down his belly to his pant line. With my hands, I quickly undid them, and I was about to pull them down he pulled me up. Kissing me so deep, his tongue sweeping into my mouth, I bit it softly and he moaned into my mouth. His hands ran over my skin under my shirt, pulling it off before crashing his mouth onto mine again. His hands fumbling behind my back, he pulled my bra off me, exposing my hard nipples, aching for his lips. As he rolled one of my nipples between his fingers, I let go of a high pitched moan and frantically tried to undo his belt. I sighed as it let go, and he lifted his hips for me to pull them down. I could feel the heat from his hard cock against my thigh, delicious against the outside of my sopping pussy. He dropped my nipples, and attacking my chest with kisses and small bites, teased them with his mouth. Reaching down, he tore the buttons off my jeans, yanking them down as I kicked them off. Tracing my pussy lips through the cloth of my panties, he gave me shivers and goosebumps in waves of desire. I shifted up, moving away from his hands, and leaned down, kissing slowly down his stomach. I laved my tongue over his skin, dipped into his belly button, and smiled as he chuckled at me. Still slowly moving down, I felt the ridged head of his cock bump my cheek, near my ear. nuzzling my nose into his bush, I so very lightly traced the tip of my tongue up the top of his shaft. It was so hot, so warm, and so hard for me. I felt and heard him gasp as I made contact, and I took a second for a breath. then, not using my hands, I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, and sucked hard while I slowly pulled him into my mouth. I could hear his breathing go ragged, labored as I gave him pleasure. Still moving down on his amazing cock, I took more and more of him into my mouth, until my nose was pressed against his bush again. feeling his cockhead in my throat, throbbing, I swallowed around it and he drew in a sharp breath. Then I lifted my head, so just his head was in my mouth and I swirled my tongue across and around the shining red mushroom and tongued his slit. Watching him throughout all of this, his head rolling back in bliss and pleasure, his eyes closed, I got even more wet. I could literally feel my juices dripping down my thighs... shutting my eyes now, I quickly bobbed up and down, taking him almost all the way in and then almost all the way out between my lips, and felt him wrap his fingers in my hair. involuntarily, his hips started thrusting up a little after a few minutes, and I redoubled my efforts. Sucking him hard and taking him into my warm mouth over and over and over again, he finally groaned and let go of ropes of his cum into my throat, groaning and moaning my name as he did. I reached for a glass of water by the bed, and washed it all down so I could kiss him and he wouldn't have to worry about his own taste in my mouth. I laid my body against his and kissed him softly, tenderly, and to my surprise he licked my bottom lip to gain entrance. I let my lips separate and he swept his tongue in, winding around mine and wrestling with it. I moaned as his hands continued to caress my body, sliding down my side to grip my ass and the other teasing my tits again. Rolling on top of me, he moved his lips to my chest again, but didn't stop there. He kissed down my soft stomach, making my shiver at the feeling of his warm mouth on me. He licked and softly bit down and over my sensitive thighs, tasting my juices dripping there. suddenly, he places his mouth over my pussy and thrust his tongue inside. I let out a short scream, surprised and felt pleasure shooting to my core as he continued to lick and suck on my sensitive pussy lips. Sliding his tongue between them, licking from my hole to my clit, and then softly flicking back and forty over that intense bundle of nerves, he had me on the brink of an amazing orgasm instantly. I slid my hands over his shaved head, moaning his name over and over again, begging for more. He released me, to my dismay, but quickly rolled me on top of him and spread my legs to either side of his hips. Reaching down, he placed his once-again hard cock at my entrance, and looked into my eyes as he penetrated me. Slowly plunging into my dripping wet, achy pussy made my eyes roll back into my head, and I moaned with delight and pleasure. once all the way inside me, he rolled on top of me again, and pulled me towards the end of the bed. standing at the end, he proceeded to speed up faster and faster until he was hammering my pussy so hard I could feel his balls slap my asshole with every thrust, making me shiver and moan and gasp and get even more turned on. I wrapped my legs around his waist and matched his thrusts, my cunt meeting his every stroke with pleasure and more moaning. I was getting so close, he was hitting my clit and my g spot on every stroke and I was almost cumming. "Babe! Oh god, BABE! I'm about to...about to...GOD i'm gonna CUM, PLEASE LET ME CUM, please baby, cum in me, cum with me, I want, I need your cum in my fucking pussy, pound me harder, fuck me, please baby, OH MY GOD," I screamed, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down to me, to thrust my tongue into his mouth as I squirted onto his cock, my pussy juices and scent filling the air. He smiled into my kiss, and kissed me deeper, taking slow leisurely strokes now in and out of my cum filled, dripping pussy. I noticed he hadn't cum, and traced my fingers up and down his back, "What would you like baby? Let me take your cum,". In reply, he stood back up, and lifted my legs to his shoulders. The whole evening, my fucking pussy had been dripping juices down onto my asshole so it was warm and wet and loose. feeling his cockhead press at my tiny puckered rosebud, I smiled. I loved getting my ass fucked by his amazing cock, it felt so good pulling in and out of me. "Come on baby. Stretch my asshole, take my fucking ass, let me be the dirty little whore you want. Let me be a slut for you, fuuuck me please!" Closing his eyes and moaning, he pushed into my tight hot tunnel. Moving in and out, I sighed and gasped at the feeling of being filled and emptied so completely. Reaching down, I started to rub my fingers across my clit, arching my back in response to his renewed thrusts towards his own orgasm. without warning, Another huge orgasm washed over me, making me moan and scream and clutch at him. A bigger smile graced his handsome face, as he took those lips and placed kisses up and down my legs. Finally he was pummeling in and out of my ass, moaning and whispering how hot and tight I was, how fucking good i fucking felt. He was ramming and out of my ass, i could hear the squelching sound that came with his dick pushing hard in and out of me, fucking my ass so completely, I don't know if i'll be able to move in the morning. It was so fucking good. His long hard dick penetrated and filled me, then emptied even quicker, but before I felt the loss, there his huge solid dick was again. Suddenly stiffening, I felt his huge cock expand even more and throb inside me and he rammed it so fucking hard in one last time, and felt splashes of cum bathing my inner walls. slumping on top of me, we kissed passionately until he softened and pulled out of my ass. surprising me, he then knelt down and started to lick my soft, tired, stretched out pussy and then lowered down to eat the cum from my ass. I gasped, and began frigging my clit again, because it felt so good. His tongue delving into my ass for his own cream, his moaning vibrating my lips, and felt several small orgasms wash over me...when he was done, he came up to me and pulled me close to his chest. "I love you. I'm so glad to be home. I don't ever want to leave again." "I love you too, baby...God, I"m so glad you're home. I love you so much." And with that they fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms and smiling for the first time in months. 
 Welcome Home I'm kinda sparse on the lingerie. I have one cute little number I'd love to model for you. It's red, an elasticized lace cami with dental floss panties (if you can call them that). Imagine when you come home, park in the garage, and enter the house as usual through the mudroom into the kitchen. I meet you there in the kitchen, wearing my red lacy lingerie and high heels to match. You're a little startled as I've never met you coming home this way before. Usually when you come home your brain is reviewing the day's accomplishments. You enjoy your mundane plan of kicking off your shoes and lounging in your favorite chair with the newspaper while you wait for what seems like an unreasonable time for some lame supper. I usually just throw some packaged food in the microwave to warm up because the teenagers' schedules are so unpredictable. It's a rare treat anymore to all sit down to the table for a family meal together, much less to have an actual dinner of real food consisting of meat, potatoes, salad, a side dish of vegetables, and a light dessert containing the sweetness of fruit. You have missed the connection of a sit-down meal at the end of the day, but you don't mention it because the kids each have their own schedules and you don't want to begrudge them their activities. With me driving them around, and never knowing how many will be at home for food, it is easier to live on pot pies and tuna helper. At least it is better than the toddler fare of chicken nuggets and fish sticks, you rationalize. Besides, if you ever had reason to stay late at work, or heaven forbid have a date for drinks after, it would be nothing off anyone's back if you were not home on time. The date never happens, how could it when you don't actively seek it, and you always head home because that's what you always do. Your mind suddenly shifts from these everyday thoughts to what is before you, me, standing in the kitchen wearing a lipstick red sexy garment you've never seen before with stilettos of stilt height (how can she walk in those, you wonder) that bring me almost eye to eye with you, and accentuate the once-a-runner calf muscles in my softer but still muscular legs. I smile, hastily explain the logistics - E has a history study group session with pizza at Sarah's house until 9, and T is going home from soccer with Kelly, also for pizza, and to kick the ball around and play until 9. We can make one round trip to pick them both up. JP is living with friends in their own apartment, and he is no longer our daily concern (well, always a concern, but not for supper). As I've been explaining the kids' whereabouts I've been approaching nearer to you and I'm now standing in front of you, our bodies merely an inch apart, and I lean straight forward, no need for up with the high heels, and begin kissing your lips. My hand reaches around to cradle the back of your head to guide your mouth to mine. Your mind is still in shock making the transition from the mundane to this new type of "Welcome Home" before you finally realize you're cock already has the moment figured out, and you succumb, drop your papers on the floor not caring where they land when they scatter, and open for a deep passionate tongue behind the teeth then down the throat kiss. You run your hands up and down the clingy lace on my body, hooking your thumb in the g-string and feeling between my legs in the usually forbidden darkness there for wetness. I am already soaking and your finger slides in easily. You think about the after-work date you never pursue and think this might actually end up as a good day after all. Stop! Hold off on that thought. I'm removing your fingers out of me and putting them firmly against the front of the refrigerator. What? You're confused, feeling dejected - again. Figures. I get all tarted up for a get-home greeting at the door and you can't even touch the goods. And now with a damn hard-on that you're sure is going to turn into blue balls within a couple hours unless you fake a need for a shower for the real need to jerk off. Fine, you'll just fantasize about stripping that red thing off me because apparently it's not really going to happen. I begin to unbutton your shirt and untuck it out of your trousers, take it off you, and fling it the back of a chair across the room. T-shirt comes off easily over your head, and I tell you to stand there and relax, kick off your shoes, and cool off, while I heat some water for tea. TEA?? We don't drink tea. Do we even have tea in the house? You're confused as I busy myself putting water in the kettle that sits on the stove for decoration, turning on the burner, and getting out ceramic mugs. Sure enough, looks like we're having tea. Where are the teabags - who cares? The water heats quickly as I have used hot tap water in the kettle to get it started. I pour hot water in the mugs, leave them on the counter, and return to you, this time kissing you and running my tongue down your jawline to your neck, under your ear and around its top, kissing and nibbling all the way. You relax, as you have decided to play along with this little game, whatever it is. I kiss all around your neck, down your chest to each small nipple, and linger there for moments as I twirl each one around my tongue and give each a gentle bite. You're still standing there, not sure what to do with your hands, as I make my way down licking and nibbling all the way to your stomach. I loosen your belt and zipper, give a tug on your work pants, and they fall to the floor. At this point I'm kneeling in front of you so I move the pants aside as you step out of them. Boxers underneath follow quickly and easily, so now you're naked except for your black work socks. You look gorgeous to me standing there in my kitchen naked with your cock standing erect ready for anything I might choose to embellish on it. Right now that is my mouth. I cup your balls with my hand and slide my mouth over the tip to get a taste. I swirl my tongue around a couple of times then release it, dragging my tongue down the shaft to the inside of your thighs. The tender crease between your thigh and your scrotum is always sensitive to my tongue, and it is even more so now, as you maintain your stance beside the refrigerator. You try to entwine your fingers in my hair but I waive you off so you just hang onto the fridge's handle with one hand, the other on your hip. I tell you to close your eyes, and ask if you're ready for a surprise. You are more than willing to oblige, your eyes have already been shut in pleasure as there has been nothing more to see than the top of my head at your crotch as I indulge your cock with all angles of my mouth. I release it momentarily and cool air rushes against its warm wetness, then WTF! SHIT! OMG! You reel back in surprise then forward again in hot pleasure. Literally HOT pleasure. I have taken a mouthful of the hot tea water from my mug so my mouth is about 125 degrees warm on your cock. The heat is unbelievable and after the initial shock it feels incredible, a searing heat that practically makes the head of your penis explode with cum, not quite. The heat begins to dissipate as normal body temperature returns to both my mouth and your private parts. Again, I momentarily let loose of your hard cock but this time I reach for the ice lever on the freezer door. I have it set to crushed ice, and I let a few chips fall in my hand to transfer to my mouth. I suck on the ice chips for several seconds until my mouth is cold, then slide down over your still extra warm tip and shaft. The sudden cold you feel makes you want to withdraw but I won't let you, moving my mouth over you until we both gradually warm up to 98.6. I ask if you can go again and you give a wide-eyed nod, so back to the hot mug I reach, swishing the hot water in my mouth until I'm sufficiently warm for you to feel the heat wave. Again, you thrust forward in pleasure as the warmth surrounds you. I increase speed and you sway, you can barely stand, you're legs are shaking so you have to grab the fridge for balance to keep from falling over, you're so overcome with sensation. You begin to cum with incredible force in my mouth, shooting spurt after spurt. I don't release; I keep my mouth covering your penis throughout your orgasm, letting your jizz seep out down my chin and drip in a huge puddle on the floor. Finally you subside and tell me that's enough. I reach up, open the drawer, and pull out a dish towel to wipe up the floor. I stand and hug you, saying, "Welcome home from work. How was your day?" Welcome Home It had only been a handful of months, but felt so much longer. Her hands gripped the steering wheel as his scent engulfed her. He smelled like ocean, earth and a bit of desert from his recent deployment. The heat in the car was almost palpable as she felt his eyes drift over her body. She took a long time getting ready to pick him up. The blue shirt, tight pants and high heels that he could see...the lace and fishnet that he couldn't. She pressed the gas pedal down a little farther, she needed to get him home. They couldn't help but touch as they made their way from the car, up the stairs and into the apartment. He brushing her hair back from her face, she caressing his face and shoulders. She laced her fingers with as while she unlocked the door. He stood behind her and pressed his body against her back. Need and electricity swept through her body as she felt how hard he was. She finally got the door open, they went inside, then she closed the door and slid the bolt home before turning around. The look in his eyes made her need that much sharper as liquid heat slid through her veins. Nothing needed to be said, she reached for him and he pressed her back against the door. He leaned down and kissed her, softly at first then hard and hungry. A moan escaped her as she untucked his shirt and slid her hands across his skin. She broke the kiss and gasped for air. Then slid her body down his and pulled his belt off. Trying not to rush too fast, she undid his pants and slid her hand along his hard cock. She then pushed his pants completely out of the way before wrapping her lips around the head of his dick. The salty tang of his precum hit her tongue and made her groan with pleasure. Moving her head further down his length she dropped her knees down so she could take all of him in. The head nudged the back of her throat and she tilted her head, feeling his length fill her throat. She moaned again, sending vibrations through him. She dug her nails into his thighs, rocking his body some to keep up with her movements. Bobbing her head and swirling her tongue along his cock she sucked him off until he let out a hoarse moan and she felt the head swelling. She slid back until just the head was in her mouth and sucked lightly while he buried his hand in her hair and filled her mouth with his hot, tangy cum. She stood up from her crouch on shaking legs, the taste of him lingering in her mouth. Her daze was broken by the sound of her zipper and the feel of his hands on her skin. Stepping out of the high heels, her height normally shrank, but he held her around her waist as he shoved her pants down over her hips. She yanked on the zipper of his uniform top, trying to tear it from his body. Alternating holding her one arm at a time, they finally got it off. Not wanting him to let her go, she reached down and pulled his knife out of his pocket. Opening it with a practiced flick of her wrist, she cut his t-shirt from his body. Closing the knife she tossed it in the vicinity of the kitchen counter. Things had gone from a slower pace to an almost frantic urgency. Once her pants had finally slid off her legs, she shoved his pants down where they caught on his combat boots. He went to back up from the door and she wrapped her legs around his hips, where he finally felt how wet she was, felt how hot she had gotten waiting for him. "Please, just take me now, I need you inside me." That plea sent his control over the edge. He positioned the head of his dick at the wet opening of her pussy, then slid all the way in, causing them both to cry out at the sensations they had been missing. He filled her pussy up completely, stretching her to her limits. Her pussy tightened around his cock. He started sliding in and out of her slowly and she whimpered. "No, fuck me hard. I need to feel you slamming into me." That was all the urging he needed as he slammed his hard cock into her. Her body arched and she screamed his name as she came, squirting musky cum down their legs. His cock got harder inside her as the walls of her pussy squeezed him. Once her body relaxed a bit he gripped her hips, pressing her against the door, and began slamming his dick into her dripping pussy. She cried out again, held onto his biceps, and bit down on his shoulder. She tried to move her hips, to meet him thrust for thrust, but he held tightly to her hips. Soon, they could both feel an orgasm coming over them. He slammed himself into her once more, pulling down on her hips to seat himself all the way in her. She screamed again as she felt his cock throbbing inside her, filling her with his cum. The room finally came back into focus. Sweat coated their bodies. "Water, then I want you in our bed." He chuckled at her command, slowly pulling himself from her body. He smiled at the little gasp that always slipped between her lips when they separated. She steadied herself for a moment then, using the walls to balance, she made her way to the bedroom. "You going to be able to make it to the bed?" "If I don't, then you can fuck me on the floor. I've burned for you for too long to wait anymore." With that said, she made it to the bed and collapsed onto it. He pulled his boots off, followed by his pants. Chugging his water he made his way to the bedroom, and groaned when he saw her waiting for him. She was laying on her back, legs spread slightly, giving him a perfect view of her dripping pussy. His dick hardened again as he watched her run her finger through their cum, then raised her finger to her mouth and suck it off. She moaned as she tasted their cum mixed together. Then she opened her eyes and smiled, beckoning him to their bed. He didn't even feel the floor beneath his feet as he made his way to the bed, their bed. He handed her the water bottle and watched as she twisted open the top and chugged it. She felt so dehydrated, like she had lost half her fluids...on second thought, maybe she had. A few drops escaped the corner of her mouth and ran down her neck, settling in the hollow above her collar bones. Leaning over, he licked the water from her neck. He could feel her moan when he did. She had to put the bottle down before she dropped it. Breath hissed in through her teeth as his mouth moved lower and his lips closed around her nipple. Sucking hard, he reached into their drawer and pulled out her chain. He slid the loop around her nipple and cinched it down before moving to the other one. She expected it to receive the same treatment, then cried out as he bit down lightly. The other loop closed around her nipple seconds before she felt his lips moved over her belly. It was like she was trying to breathe molasses, thick and hot. He grinned at the noises she was making, the moans and whimpers, but he couldn't wait to make her scream again. He loved hearing his name wrenched from her throat when she came. Smiling, he nipped her hip and slid lower. He ran his fingers over her smooth mound, barely grazed her clit, and slid along her lips. She was already soaking wet, waiting for him. He spread her lips a little and ran his tongue along her slit, licking up her juices. She moaned as she felt him stroke her pussy, then felt her body tense as his tongue made hot lines along her slit. She wanted him to lick her hard, to dig his fingers into her hips and make her quiver. She didn't have to wait long. His arm clamped across her hips, his fingers digging in, keeping her from shifting her hips any. His tongue drove into her like he was trying to fuck her with his tongue. She felt her insides winding up, sweat coated her skin, she couldn't breathe. Then he shifted and flicked her clit with his tongue before sucking hard once. She screamed as she came, her back bowing up from the hip where he kept her still. His face was covered from her cum. When her shaking subsided, he slid up her body and waited for her to open her eyes. As soon as she did, and locked gazes with him, he slammed his hips forward, sliding his entire length in her at once. She pulled her legs back like she was going to wrap them around his hips. Then she smiled, clamped her lips to his hips and shoved, rolling him onto his back. He tried to hold her hips still, but every time he drove his hips up she dropped her body. Sliding all the way down his cock, she twisted around to reverse cowgirl and leaned back to brace her hands on his chest. He surprised her by pulling her arms up behind her back and sliding two leather cuffs on her forearms. These were connected together with a D-ring, which he held onto while slamming up into her body. While she was distracted by their fucking and the wet slapping sound their bodies made when she sank down on his dick, he reached into the drawer again and pulled out her favorite toy. He slid it under his pillow, waiting for his chance to use it. He held her still by her arms and by reaching around and rubbing her clit. She came quickly, coating them in her cum again. He rolled her over onto her knees, still holding her arms, and kept sliding in and out of her. Running his fingers through her cum, he rubbed it on her anus and waited to feel the muscle relax. She sighed when he slid a finger in her ass while her was fucking her pussy. They stayed that way for a few minutes, and she whimpered when he removed his finger. His back slid along hers as she felt him reaching for something then raising back up. She gasped as she felt the cold, slick glass touch her ass. He slowly started working it into her ass and she moaned, loving the feeling of both her holes being filled. He finally got her toy all the way in and then stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust. She started rocking back against him, pushing his dick and the toy deeper into her. He could feel the toy through the thin skin separating her pussy and ass. He tried to slow at first, but she kept rocking her body back faster. Their legs were damp from the juices dripping out of her pussy every time he slammed his cock into her and moved the toy in her ass. She reached into the drawer and pulled out her plug, handing it to him. He stilled for a moment, slipping the toy out of her ass and replacing it with the plug. "Fuck me. Hard." He uncuffed her arms. She reached her hands out and gripped the headboard. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her as hard as he could, soon sending them both over the edge. They collapsed onto the bed and rolled on their sides with his cock still buried in her pussy, filling her with his cum. Right before his eyes closed he heard her whisper, "Welcome Home." Welcome Home "John, I'll see you at home later, I have to run or I'll miss my train." I look up at the clock as I stuff some papers into a folder and jam the folder into my bag. "Don't forget my plane won't be in until 10:15, I'll be home as soon as I can." The deep rumble of your voice courses through me as I know what your tone means . . . you are already thinking about us being together. "I won't, I can't wait to see you tonight." I sigh, "next time you're gone for a week you need to take me with you. I have missed you too much." A warm chuckle comes over the line, "glad to know I was missed. I'll make it up to you." "Hmmmm . . . you better take a nap on the plane then." I am surprised by how raspy my voice has become. I lick my dry lips, "I'll be waiting." The last thing I hear is your laugh as I hang up the phone. I grab my jacket and bag and hurry through the office, locking doors on my way out. As I push the outside door, the wind whips it open and I am blasted by the chilly fall wind. The sun is low and the shadows on the street have lengthened out in acknowledgment of the coming of night. Battling the wind I finally get the door secured and make my way up the street toward the subway station, the wind whipping long strands of brown hair into my face. Still holding onto the subtle excitement, both emotional and physical, of hearing your voice, I smile and quicken my pace. As I rush down the stairs into the station I notice the train still has a few minutes before it reaches this stop. Pulling out my pass I run it over the sensor and the stile doors click open. As I make it down the final set of stairs, I notice the lights from the train illuminating the turn in the tunnel. Relieved that I have not missed the train as usual, I take my place on the platform. As I shuffle with the evening crowd onto the train a smile lingers on my lips. Holding on to the cold steel hand hold, I brace for the lurch of the car as it pulls out of the station; my mind already at home thinking of how I can welcome you back. I feel a tug of sensation between my legs and warmth that has nothing to do with the train car being too full. My body hums at the thought of seeing you again, of feeling your touch. My skin feels hungry. A little embarrassed to notice my breathing has become shallow, I look around the car taking in the people sharing this ride. I wonder absently what they are returning home to tonight. I see a teenage boy, buds in his ear, eyeing a young woman a few feet away. Following the direction of his gaze I notice that her bag has caught on the hem of her skirt and pulled the fabric up her thigh, some lace showing from her stockings on the thigh. I try to hide my grin, thinking about what the teenager is likely to do with the memory of that scene later. That line of thinking reminds me of what you and I talked about last night and I feel my face flush. Feel the warmth spread from between my legs up to my chest, surprised to feel my nipples tighten. Get a grip, I think to myself. I'm a grown women, not a hormone crazed adolescent. John will be home tonight, I remind myself, and then you won't need to fantasize about his touch in a subway car. I shake my head as if trying to change the direction of my thoughts through the movement. A sigh escapes me as I tighten my grip on the hand hold. Two more stops and I hurry from the subway car with a few others and climb the stairs, up through the stiles, and up to the street. The chill in the fall air, intensified by the setting of the sun, encourages me to move faster. Pulling my keys from my jacket pocket, I make for the parking garage, passing your car which has been parked there since Monday. I smile as I turn back to your car and run my hand over the smooth black finish. There is something comforting about the reminder that your car will be in our garage later tonight. Shaking my head again, I move on to my own vehicle, and then make my way home. Greeted by Albert, our small orange cat you named after Einstein, when I finally make it into the house I feel myself begin to relax. After setting my bag down on the chair by the door and shrugging out of my jacket, I reach down and pick up the warm ball of fur. "Well hello there Albert." I scratch behind his ears as I make my way further into the house. He purrs and settles against me as I cradle him to my chest. I find myself humming as I drop Albert on the bed, pull off my work clothes, and change into a t-shirt and grey sweats; my after work fall "uniform." Petting Albert as I pass the bed, I grab the laundry hamper and head toward the kitchen, stopping to start a load before going to make my dinner. Grilled cheese and tomato soup, the perfect comfort food after a long week. As I sit down in your beat-up recliner with a bowl of soup on one knee and a sandwich on the other, I run my hand over the worn arm of the chair. I turn on the TV to my favorite channel and settle back to watch as I eat. A sense of calm and happiness settling over me as I snuggle deeper into your chair. When the washer buzzes I dump my empty bowl in the sink as I head back to the hall laundry room to transfer clothes to the dryer and put in the next load. Following my stop in the laundry room I make my way to our bedroom, strip the bed and put clean sheets on, smiling as I stuff your pillow into the clean case. I hug it briefly to me before putting it in its proper place. Your car, your chair, your pillow are all tactile reminders of you and a laugh out loud when I realize I have been caressing these items today as I wait for your return. "Oh brother," I say out loud, "you have it bad." After finishing with the bed, I head back to your chair and climb back in. As I settle in to watch a little more TV, I find myself yawning. My last thought before dozing off is that I wish it was you I was snuggling into and not your chair. While I am sure my dreams are of you, I wake with a start and they slip from my mind before I can catalog them. Staring at the clock on the cable box I am startled to see it is already 11:45. You should have landed and be almost home by now. Groggy, I check my phone and see that you have texted me twice, once to let me know you landed and once before you got on the train. Running my hands through my long hair, working out some tangles with my fingers I get up and pad to the laundry area. After pulling out the dry clothes and starting the dryer for the second load, I dump our dirty sheets and start the washer. The hum of the washer and dryer must be why I did not hear the front door. As I shake out a t-shirt to fold I feel your arms circle my waist and pull my back into your chest. A surprised yelp escapes me at the sudden touch and I hear you chuckle as you pull my hair to the side and kiss me on the back of the neck. I lean back into you with a sigh; you know how much I love it when you kiss me there. I feel a soft breath on my now wet skin and I shiver. You run your hand down my back as you lean in to nuzzle and kiss my neck again. Your soft wet kisses the remedy for my hungry skin. Reaching my hand up I tangle my fingers in your hair as you continue to kiss and gently suck my neck. Running my other hand down from your hip onto your thigh I push back into your warmth. I feel your gentle pressure as you turn me in your arms. Looking up into your eyes as you lower your lips to mine I am overwhelmed by the feeling I see reflected there. Gentle at first, your lips on mine, I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you closer wanting to feel more of you. As you deepen the kiss I feel your tongue sweep across my lower lip, parting, I let you in. My fingers combing through your hair at the nape of your neck as our tongues tangle and explore. Pressing into you, I can feel your arousal. Excited by the feel of your hard cock, my hands explore your shoulders and back. I want to feel all of you. While our lips and tongues continue to explore, I pull your shirt from your pants, running my hands under your shirt and over your chest, reveling in the feel of your soft hair. Stepping back I pull your shirt up and you comply by removing it. As soon as you are free of your shirt, my hands reach for you, stepping back into your embrace and meeting your lips once again. The feel of your warm skin under my exploring fingers is heaven. I can feel your muscles tense and relax and I caress your back as we continue to express our yearning. The heat of your exploring hands seeps into to me and our touches become more insistent. Feeling your hands pulling at my shirt, you break our kiss. As we both struggle to draw in air, I lift my arms up so you can strip off the only remaining barrier between your chest and mine. Coming back to you, I am amazed at the sensation of my hard nipples against the soft hair of your chest. You cradle my head between your hands as you kiss first my forehead, then both eyes, moving to my cheeks, and lingering again at my lips. I can feel you grinding into me. My hands migrate to your waist and unbuckles your belt before unbuttoning and unzipping your pants. Your pants gaping open, I hear you gasp as I reach in and touch your rigid cock. After a few strokes, I work on pushing your pants and boxers down as you toe off your shoes. Your erection springs forward as it is released from the confines of your clothes. I swallow and look up into your eyes. You are watching me, searching my face. I smile at you as I pull you down for a kiss. I feel your hands in the waistband of my sweats, and the impatient tug as you pull them from my hips. They slide down and I step out of them. We have moved apart again as we both visually roam the contours of each other's bodies. As our eyes continue their inventory, as if by mutual agreement, our hands begin their own exploration. I can feel your strong hands smoothing over my waist and hips, my hands exploring your chest, running my nails lightly over you. Both shivering from the effects of the gentle caresses, you pull me to you again and deeply kiss me. You moan into my mouth and again I feel you grinding against me. Your hands over my breasts and I arch into you, overcome by the sensation you are creating with your fingers on my sensitive flesh. Leaving my lips, you rain kisses along my jaw and down my neck as I drop my head back. Your fingers making lazy circles over my breasts, avoiding the peaked nipples, I moan and tremble. I thread my fingers through your hair as you make your slow descent to my breasts, leaving a trail of wet kisses behind. The thought of your lips on my breasts, my nipples being suckled by your greedy lips leaves me breathless and longing. My hands direct you to the pebbled point of my breast. As you look up into my passion filled face you suck the tip into your mouth. A jolt of pure sensation riots through me as you suck and lave my nipple. I arch into you, pushing more of my breast into your mouth, holding your head to my breast. I shudder as you move your lips to my other peak and a moan escapes me as you suck my nipple into your mouth. My breasts are so sensitized to what you are doing I feel dazed with the flood of pleasure coursing through my body. I can feel the effects of the work of your lips and tongue all the way to my core. As your lips leave my scorched chest, you travel further south. I step back, breaking the contact of your mouth from my heated body. I reach for your hand, twining my fingers through yours as we gaze into one another's eyes. I smile as I turn and lead you out of the laundry room by the hand and down the hall toward our bedroom. I can feel your eyes on me and the sway of my hips. Looking back over my shoulder as we pass through the door to the bedroom you gaze up from my hips and the look in your eyes further warms me. As we reach the bed I feel you move up behind me, pulling me into you and grinding against my back. The feel of your warmth along my back as your hands reach around to cup my breasts is familiar and arousing. Your lips on my neck elicits a giggle from me as warm shivers run down my back. I can feel your silent chuckle as you playfully push me onto the bed. I look back over my shoulder and you move up my back, leaving wet kisses up my spine. I can feel your hardness as you lay down upon me, your weight like a sensual blanket warming me to my core. Savoring the feel of you covering me, I feel you position the head of your hard cock against my wetness, your other arm moving to lift my hips a bit. Placing your weight onto your knees and your hands on my hips, I feel you slowly push into me. I cry out at the sensation as you fill me, the pleasure of having you in me, connected so deeply, is amazing. You slowly pull away and thrust back in as you pull my hips toward you. The room is filled with the sounds of our joining as you slide in and out of my warm wet sheath and our moans and groans become more pronounced and frequent. As you sink deep into me over and over, I close my eyes as I focus on the feel of you pumping into me. Gasping and thrusting back to meet you, you quicken the pace. As the sweet tension coils low in my belly my body strains to keep up with your wild movement. Your fingers dig into my hips and you plunge into my quivering flesh until that coil breaks and I shatter into bliss. As I come back to the present I feel my muscles contracting rhythmically around your sex as you continue to pump into me. With one final thrust, I hear a strangled sound in the back of your throat as your body stiffens and shudders. With a final groan you collapse on me. Our sweat slick bodies lye in a heap as we both try to control our harsh breathing. I can feel you softening until your cock falls out of my body and onto the back of my thigh. You roll off of me and pull me into the warmth of your arms. As my head lies in the cradle of your shoulder, I look up into your face and smile and you grin down at me. "Welcome home." I lean up and brush my lips against yours. "Thanks darlin." You roll up on your side so we can more easily look at one another. You trace my bottom lip with your finger. "I missed you." I laugh as I cup your cheek with my hand. "I could tell. I missed you too." Our lips meet again, this time in a slow sensual kiss. The urgency gone, I snuggle into your embrace and thread my fingers into your hair. My legs tangled with yours, I feel your cock twitch against my thigh. Breaking our kiss I look down and see that your cock is growing hard. "Looks like you are looking for another welcome home." I rub my thigh against your cock as you let out a sharp breath. "Looks like," and you lower your mouth to mine. Welcome Home One of my favorite things to do is treat my husband to a surprise when he returns from his business trips. This time he had been gone for over two weeks was an unusual amount of time and I knew he was ready to come home. As usual, the car service was picking him up for his late night arrival home. I had them drop by the studio and pick me up first. This was going to be one heck of a treat and I wanted to greet him early and start his arrival off right. I recently started taking pole and burlesque dancing lessons from a studio near our house. As a way to keep my husband always guessing what was next on my surprise list I thought it would be a nice addition to the list of talents I had acquired. I became fast friends with Gwyn that owned the studio and taught classes there. She was a very sexy blond, about my size, 5'4 with a bit of a J Lo figure like me but she definitely had me beat in the breast department with large 34D implants. She was a fantastic dancer and we had spent quite a bit of time together over the past few weeks getting my routine down for my welcome home surprise. She trusted me enough to give me the keys to the studio and ensure everything was set! It was a chilly winter night which was nice so the black trench coat I was wearing to cover my attire was not an obvious part of my surprise. I had spent some time picking out JUST the right thing to wear and had finally decided on black fishnet thigh high stockings clipped with a garter style one piece black shear lace baby doll flyaway with a push up style bust and tiny black thong with little hot pink accents and stitching and 6 inch black patten leather peep toe pumps. As Brad piled into the limo, he was taken back seeing me sitting in the back seat for him. We discussed a quiet dinner at home. None the less, he reached across the seat and pressed his soft lips to mine. He had missed me over those two long weeks. Our mouths opened slightly, tongues greeted each other with haste. I could feel my pussy tingle with excitement and anticipation. He started to reach down my coat to get a closer look at what I had hidden under and I wanted him to feel my breasts and how hard my nipples had become. "Not so fast sexy...I have a special treat in store for you" I said. With that being said, I reached over and took the blindfold I had in my purse "You are going to have to wear this for the first part of my surprise" He always loved coming home because he knew something was waiting for him in way of a surprise. "Uh...okay" he said a bit hesitant. I spent the rest of the car ride to the studio teasing him by kissing his earlobe and running my tongue down his soft neck. I knew this always drove him crazy and I could see his cock growing in his black dress pants. I loved that he always dressed professional on his trips home. He always said he never new who he could run into and wanted to always look his best and he did! Black dress pants, black Italian loafers, starchy white dress shirt with the platinum cuff links and silver tie I got him for his last birthday. It took a great deal of self control not to unzip those pants and pull out that cock that I loved and put my wet ready lips down its ridged stiffness. I knew the ride to the studio was short and I wanted to take full advantage of all 9 inches of his beautiful rod. Plus the limo driver was starting to swerve as he was trying to catch a glimpse in the rear view mirror, not that I minded an audience but perhaps another time. I led Brad, still blindfolded, inside the candle lit studio. There was a large leather armchair placed at the end of the stage. "Sit down sexy...I have one hell of a surprise for you". "Mmmm, I can't wait" he moaned. Releasing his hand from my grip I removed my coat and cued the music. We loved fucking to Sade and I knew the slow rhythm of "No Ordinary Love" would surely get him ready for the show! I instructed Brad to remove the blindfold and gave him a few seconds to adjust to his new surroundings. As the music began to play, I could see the excitement on Brad's face as he silently mouthed the words "I love you". I loved this man more than anyone and loved please him, taking care of his every need. One day without his touch was agony and it had been two long weeks. The site of him at the end of long stage made me wet with anticipation. I made my way downstage taking one step at a time in sync with the music as words began to be sung, I grabbed the pole and made my first spin. I became possessed by the music the effect this experience was having on my body. My hips were swaying side to side like I was making love to this pole. With my back to the pole, arms above grasping facing Brad, I slid down spreading my legs wide open for his full view. Releasing one hand, I slid it down my cheek to my full breasts, torso slipping it down the front of my silky thong to meet my wet needy pussy. Not breaking eye contact, I scooped up some of my love juice and tasted my sweet pineapple syrup. Breaking from my couched position I slid across the floor like an animal in heat to my love stud in his leather chair. His manhood growing large, I spread his legs open as I approached him on my knees. Untucking his shirt, releasing his buckle, I teased him with my pineapple infused tongue. His cock was about to burst out of his perfectly pressed pants. Finally releasing the beast, he was nearly fully erect, all 9 inches begging for my attention. I wasted no time sliding my tongue and lips over the soft head taking in it entire length down my throat. Nearly gagging I relaxed and continued my assault on this monster bobbing up and down, swirling my tongue around the head and length. Brad moaned with pleasure as I continued to ram his rod down by throat. My tongue licking his balls each time I hit bottom. My hand grasping his hips to ensure I didn't miss one centimeter. I moved my hand to find his engorged balls, I took grasp as they tightened. His cock was secreting precum - it tasted so good and sweet. I couldn't get enough of his cock in my possession. "Ah fuck baby" he muttered. I knew he couldn't wait much longer to release. "Cum for me" I begged of him. "Fill my mouth" I demanded. Just then I felt his balls tighten as I clamped down with a firm oral grip on this slick shaft. The first shot of warm treat hit the back of my throat. I continued to thrust his tool, milking him of every delicious ounce of my reward. After swallowing what felt like a gallon of steamy cum I could felt his cock begin to soften. I licked off every last drop. With the music still playing I stood up before my handsome husband. "You want some more sexy?" I asked with a devilish grin. No need to answer, I knew he wanted his surprise to continue. I slowly unclasped the garters removing my stiletto, I placed my right leg on the chair, carefully taking the hosiery down to my silky shaven leg - same with the left placing each foot back into the shoes. I turned from Brad so he could get a full view of my round ass. He resisted reaching out as I slowly bent down exposing my engorged lips peering out of my string like thong. My hands ran down the length of my tone legs, my back arched, hair flipped, as I slowly returned upward. I reached behind me and slowly released each tiny tab from my push up lingerie exposing my naked back to his full view. As I turned around in full view of Brad's reappearing love weapon now fully exposed, my thong was flooded with my own juice. I removed the tiny barrier and tossed it aside. I wanted to feel Brads cock fill my insides. I needed him now and I could not wait a minute more. Completely naked, I berried my heals in the corners of the chair. Hovered over my lover, I thrust his cock deep in my tight cave. I ground down on him feeling his entire length deep inside me. Our bodies had become one! My nipples were at mouth level for him to devour. So sensitive they became hard like bullets. The sensation was amazing and sent tingles through my entire body. He wrapped his hands around my waist, we kissed feverishly - fucking hard and deep we both cryed out in ecstasy. I rocked my hips forward and back at a rapid pace until it became clear I needed to cum. With my back arched I screamed with loud pleasure. My throbbing pussy streamed with hot wet juice. His thighs were covered with my sweet syrup. My pace slowed but it wasn't over, I needed more. I kissed every inch of Brad's muscular neck while slowly grinding my bald wet pussy in his devine rod. Whispering in his ear and gently nibbling on his ear lobe. "Cum for me baby" I begged of him. "Cum deep inside me" A fire was burning inside his intense eyes as I shoved him deeper inside me. We never broke eye contact as I pushed him inside harder I thrashed each time. I could hardly breath - and was screaming in pure pleasure. I felt him stiffen and his body tense "Fuck baby" he yelled. At that moment I felt his first shot of hot load hit the back my my deep hole. Over and over he filled me with his creamy seed. My pussy tightened as I came again. Our paced slowed and we giggled with pleasure. I held his cock in my grasp for what seemed like hours savoring the sensation as he slowly became softer in my possesion. "I love you baby" I whispered in his ear! Welcome Home ***My First Attempt at Writing*** It was simple really, they both painfully longed for each other. Distance and time, two forces sure to pressure anyone's appetite to the brink, yet, when confronted with each other once again, they only sought warm embrace, moments of peace and a shared touch. Of course, those moments often tend to produce the most passionate lovemaking, a fact not lost to either of them. And so there they lay, all alone, nestled on a blanket in front of the fire. Snow had painted the windows with a certain artwork that is individual to each storm. The wind could be heard whipping by as drifts were created anew. As they lay there naked, wrapped only in each others embrace, a smile, faint yet with purpose, graced her lips. This was what she had waited for, this moment alone, alone with the man she loved, once again snuggled close and feeling the strong arms of comfort and reassurance. She had taken notice of his toned and glistening body to be sure, but it was more than firelight dancing upon muscles that inflamed her...it was his touch. Subtle yet with purpose, strong yet loving...giving way to the same need they both desperately shared, giving way to her total submission. As they lay in embrace, gently stroking each others bodies, sharing delicate kisses, it felt as if time reeled back it's dark embrace and distance faded to nothingness. Yes, he was home once more, once more in her arms, once more her man. His hands lightly touched her, fingertips cascading over her shoulders and down her back. It sent a tingle, much deeper than any mere tickle, a tingle of caress and love shot through her body. His kisses landed on her neck, slowly moving toward her bare collar bone and back once more to her ear. His breathing, weighted just enough to extract her passion, landed on her ear again sending a shock wave of emotion and carnal desire through her body. His fingertips found themselves around her ribs, then her breast, a light touch that enveloped her with just enough force to let out a breath of ecstasy. She moved closer to him, pushing hard against him, slipping her legs to entangle with his. She could feel his immediate rising against her soft ass, wedging perfectly in her warm embrace. As his kisses landed heavier and his hand swept over her stomach, an uncontrollable feeling washed over her and she felt herself grow moist with ecstasy. She turned her head back to meet his kiss, lightly at first then pressing hard into his mouth. Their tongues met and slowly wrestled with each other, savoring each moment as if it was a lifetime. As his hand ran down her toned thigh, he lightly brushed back and forth, triggering tiny muscle spasms that contracted her legs only to release more heat between her thighs. She broke the kiss to let out a sigh of ecstasy, eyes closing in pure content, head moving further back into his shoulder, burying herself in his embrace. She longed for more kisses, more touches, more earthquakes to release inside of her. This was the moment, enacted in physical passion, that coursed through her mind these long months. This was the touch and caress she longed for, this was the man she needed. It had been too long, and he was enthralled with emotion to see her again. He only wished for a single night alone, a night of purpose, a purpose of love. Sure, he had spent countless moments thinking of her sexuality, longing to be inside her once again while eying her beautiful form, yet this moment was to be something else. This was no mere act of carnal enjoyment, this was a submission to the emotions often hidden or scoffed at by men. All men deny the same, yet long for it. This was his constant dream over those long months, this was his moment to enjoy. As he gently caressed her body in the firelight, he could only see her eyes, those loving universes in which his solidity stemmed from. He was nothing without her, an image seen clearly in those sparkling mirrors yet swallowed by the love stemming forth from behind her pupils. This was what he needed, longed for, and would do anything to serve. Her luscious body had not gone unnoticed however, and his member swelled with the natural emotion of seeing his love once more, glistening, moving ever so lightly, begging him to ravage her. He sought to live within the emotion flowing through his fingers and lips, felt greatly as his legs ran through hers. As she pressed her ass harder against his swelling cock, he could only respond with a hard flex, pressing it hard into her pelvis. He ached to be inside her but knew that moment was yet to come...he had dreams of other pleasures first, pleasures that wet his mouth at the mere thought. She had felt his cock flex and strain against her ass, a joy to be certain. Coupled with his touch she again pressed to him, coaxing another flex and slight thrust from his hip. Oh yes, she was going to take him fully, but not just yet. This was the part she loved the most, the ability to arouse and control him. Another shock wave flooded through her veins and she sank deeper into his embrace, slowly reaching out and running her fingers through his, guiding his hand back to her breast. She squeezed, lightly at first, then with purpose, guiding his hand to do the same. Her lips found his again and they pressed hard into one another, kissing with a fury and love that had waited so long. His toned arms wrapped her in close, securing her body and soul within his embrace. This was only the beginning. :) ­ She moaned this time, a soft purr at first that developed fully into a moan. He squeezed her breast from the very bottom, pushing her chest upward and enveloping her face between her strained chest and his kiss. The signal had worked, he was taking her finally. His kisses became more forceful, more with purpose. She rolled herself back to him, submitting as he moved atop of her. It felt so good to grab her breast as hard as he was. He could never be sure if it hurt her painfully but she seemed to enjoy it. All he knew was that her perfect C cups felt so good in his grasp, so under control yet like delicate flowers needing attention. He moved to her nipples, alternating as she rolled under him. God he loved this, caressing her chest with his tongue. He met her lips again, slowly at first then with force renewed...he was completely lost in her beauty. As he moved his kisses from her lips, back to her breasts, and then down her stomach line she gasped. Her stomach had not been touched like this in some time, a caress of hot breath and wet lips, lingering over her abdomen. She knew his desire, this was his favorite part of foreplay. Lingering at her small valleys sent another shock wave through her, the anticipation of his tongue's final resting place was almost too much to bear. She uncontrollably lifted her hips, ever so slightly yet enough to realize she had no control of her own movements now, they were at the whim of his tongue bath. He slowly moved around her navel, teasing her with his hands as they found the inside of her thighs, slowly rubbing them and moving them apart as his body sank further down hers. She could almost feel his breath upon her mound now, the anticipation growing to the aching point. How long he had waited for this, to caress her abdomen with his tongue, to tease her with hot breath yet hold back as long as he could. His cock ached at the mere thought of his mouth engulfed with her sweet pussy, the juices trickling into his mouth as she whetted to his touch. This was his little fetish, his love to eat her peach as if it was his last meal on earth. Her taste was sweet and vibrant, her lips full. As her hips lifted toward him he knew she was ready, ready to be loved by his mouth, ready for his tongue to pierce her wet hole, to circle her swollen clit, to love her womanhood for all it was. One last effort to prolong the moment, one last measure of control...he moved to her inner thighs, kissing them softly, licking her hamstrings as they flexed to meet his touch. She could control it no longer now, his every touch elicited a natural response from her muscles, there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her body was his, ready for his taking. Dear God, she thought, I can't control my legs. His touch again washed over her, her warm hole was now burning with lust with no account as to how wet she had become. Her only thought was the warm breath of his mouth fully taking her in, swallowing every last drop she had to offer. Her clit had to be swollen, she had no idea how much yet she felt the soft flutter surround her mound....she had to be engorged. Her hamstrings spasm-ed again, her body fluttered with anticipation. Her hands uncontrollably moved about her body, one squeezing a breast and tweaking her nipple to the point of agony before beginning the process again. Her other found his neck, as she wrapped it around the back of his head, pulling his face into her, begging for him to unleash his passion upon her wet lips. It was sudden yet subtle. His breath lingered for a moment over her flower before his full tongue laid itself upon her. His tongue was warm and felt as if it had just blanketed her pussy with a hot embrace. She could feel the tip of his tongue, ever so close to her hole begin to lift as it moved up, slowly moving along the inner crevice, creeping toward her full clit. As he neared her swollen button his tongue swung right and up over the miniature mountain it produced. As he cleared the top of her mound she could feel him take a breath, a cool wash of air flowed through her flower sending a shock wave through her once more. Even with closed eyes she could see her juices on the tip of his tongue, ready to be savored. Again and again he lapped at her full mound, taking her pussy whole at first, then focusing on more specific areas. His tongue fluttered over her hood, circling her clit ever wider and the closer in, moving faster and faster until he sucked her clit in completely. Her legs clamped around his head, spasming as he applied pressure to each feature her flower offered. Ecstasy flowed though her now without pause, surges of pleasure struck at her core. She moaned and swung her head from side to side, lost in his touch. His mind was a furry of pleasure. How long had he waited to taste her? How long had he dreamed of feasting on her sweet pussy? Oh God, this was his moment, his greatest pleasure. She tasted so sweet, so natural. Her ecstasy flowed into his mouth as she flexed to his every touch. He wished to be drowned in it, to drink forever from her sweet nectar. Her soft hole was so warm, her clit fully engorged. As he slowly sucked it into his mouth he could feel her stomach flutter, a low hum applied should elicit the full response. As he slowly moaned on her full clit her could feel the reflex of her hole open upon his chin. He moved lower now, pausing his tongue at the opening of her. With all the length he could summon of his tongue he pressed into her, feeling her soft and ribbed inner hole, lapping at the juices yet to be released. His tongue was met with the warmth of the gods, a perfect temperature of which to enjoy her pussy. He gripped her hips harder now, his arms under her hamstrings, feeling every spasm. She moaned loudly this time, her head moving further back, her body opening to him fully. His cock ached against the blanket, pre-cum leaking uncontrollably. He wondered how long he would last in this heaven before his "other" head stole the show. Her hand was tight on the back of his head, his hair entwined in her fingers, his mouth pressed hard against her hole. This was how he loved it, his submission to her forceful touch, his head at her command. His tongue bath was more than enough to wish him inside of her, she had dreamed of him filling her since the moment he boarded the plane. As she mustered what little control she had, she raised his head with her hand in his hair as she looked into his wanting eyes. She slowly pulled him back up to her mouth, she longed to taste herself once more upon his tongue. She kissed him as he approached, going straight for his dripping tongue. As she sucked it clean of her sweet juice she could feel his steel-hard cock press against her mound, moist with pre-cum. God how she wanted him inside her, filling her hole with his hard member. As he lay atop her, she slowly and sensually moved her legs and hips to position his moist head against her hot hole. She could feel him press ever so slightly against her, nearing the point of entering her and then holding back. She longed for his hard member, needing him now to take her fully. She looked over his shoulder for a moment, the firelight echoing off his back and shoulders, his sweat creating a warm and mysterious glow. He he began to press into her, his shoulder flexed, a single bead of sweat rolling down his arm. She leaned forward to grab it, to taste his body. His head was buried in her neck now, applying soft kisses as he inched his way inside of her. She gasped at the sudden insertion, her pussy penetrated once more. His movements were slow and deliberate, inching forward and then back, going deeper with each thrust. Her moans became louder now, her breath caught as each inch pushed into her until finally she had him, full to his stomach, his entire rod buried deep in her womb. He stayed there for what seemed like a lifetime, flexing his cock inside of her, reminding her of his size and force. His sweat dripped more now, his body slippery to the touch as her hands crept to his perk ass. She grabbed a handful of each cheek, subtly burying her nails into him and pulled him in closer, to the very hilt of his manhood. Oh how he filled her, deep and warm. It felt like pure heaven to be back inside his beautiful bride. No words could describe his feeling of becoming one with her again. He was fully inside of her now, flexing his cock against her pussy walls, touching her womb with the tip of his cock. She grabbed his ass, digging her finger nails in, a sign of pure ecstasy. He began to thrust, slowly and fully, letting her arch her body as he withdrew and then filled her again, each time giving her all that he had. He felt wet with sweat, his muscles flexing to her enjoyment. He was a man again, a man thrusting into his woman, a man filling her with all he had to offer. His pace quickened, his thrusts more shallow. He was holding himself above her now, his arms rippling in the firelight. She closed her eyes and moaned as he steadily found a new rhythm, driving her mad with delight. He reached down and took her leg beneath her knee, bringing it up to her chest in order to widen his access. This was the spot, as her hips rolled back, as the head of his cock caressed the roof of her hole. She panted with ecstasy, matching his every subtle groan of manhood. The fire danced around them as his pace quickened some more, his cock running along her spot, unleashing a firestorm within her. The winds outside picked up and howled against the glass, it seemed as if the earth spun faster. He began to press deeper again, plowing into her as his sac slapped against her sweating ass. She was in pure bliss, aware of nothing more than the carnal sounds and feelings around and inside of her. He thrust with the storm, with the fire, with love and passion so long missed. She felt a flutter inside her, start low and warm and then burning with intensity. He had found the spot, her body began to convulse with response. His muscles flexed again and again in her hand, his arm exploding with strength and resolve. She grabbed her breast with other hand, squeezing once more as she reached her zenith, her body spewing forth its sweet nectar all over his hard cock, a pool of love inside of her. He felt her go rigid and relax, he could not count the times it was so fast. He knew he had summoned her ecstasy, he could feel her flower contract around him. His cock came out of her, glistening with her juice. He released her leg and sat back, marveling in her beauty. She looked up to him with the look that melted his heart immediately, a look of love, satisfaction, and appreciation for him. He breathed heavily now, his thrusting was labored but oh so enjoyable. She reached up to him, holding his wet cock with her hand, slowly stroking him with a coy smile. He moaned in reply as she knelt before him, slowly taking his member into her mouth. It felt so wonderful, her warm wet touch. Her tongue seemed to dance around his head, swirling over his opening and back down to his sac. She engulfed him fully with her mouth, his head knocking on the door of her throat. She slowly and fully bobbed on his hard cock, coming back up to his tip before applying a hard suck as she took him again. Her fingers grabbed his balls, his reflex was a stiff contraction of his ass as she reached around to hold him into her. He could take it no more, he had to have her once again. She loved this moment, when she could tease him to the brink of explosion yet control his offering. She sucked with all her might at him, taking him as far she could before grabbing his ass to hold him into her. She knew he was ready to explode, after all, it had been some time. Her pussy wet again at the though of his volcano, the feeling of his pulse. She wanted it inside of her, deep in her innards, filling her with his sweet nectar. She slowly turned around on all fours, letting him savor a look at her glistening form. Her ass was now in the air in front of him, tight and full, ready to ravaged. She looked over her shoulder with a teasing smile and slowly worked her hips, her moist cheeks clapping together, inviting him into her once more. As he reached forward and grabbed her hips, she gasped as his hold was strong and purposeful. She knew he was ready, knew his intent. The fire again danced behind him, illuminating him with sweat and passion. His thrust found its home, full and deep she gasped as all his cock was in her once more. He rocked her forward with his force, and she responded as she pushed back, trying to take every millimeter of his rod. With one hand on her hip and one over her shoulder, he thrust deep and hard into her, filling her as his head became engorged. She knew this was the final moment before his eruption, she could feel his cock swell with cum. She threw back her head, a moan leaving her lips as he again thrust hard into her. She reached back with one hand and grabbed his ass, pulling him to her as she looked over her shoulder at him. Fill me, fill me with your cum, I need it inside me. I want to feel you empty yourself in me. Cum for me baby! The words left her lips, her emotions swelled with the thought of his eruption. She could hardly wait for it, she wanted him to fill her, for it to explode inside her like a tidal wave, for it too be so much she couldn't hold it all. He was at the brink when her whispers of orgasm left her lips. The sight of her body was more than any man could handle, her teases too much to bear. To hear her words broke his control, the mere sound of her voice, purring with a plead for him to fill her. The want, need, desire, and pure sex oozed from her mouth. It was more than he could control. He flexed once, buried deep in her as he exploded, a thick rope of cum shooting into her. Again and again, massive strings of cum left his cock, only to fill her waiting pussy. Again and again he shot his massive load into her. She moaned with ecstasy, accepting ever drop until he slumped over her back, exhausted and spent...his love once more inside of her. She knew that once she spoke, he was uncontrollable. His final thrust was with so much force she gasped loudly as his cock emptied into her. She could feel his head flex, feel the warmth of his cum fill her void, his body flexing and releasing, flexing and releasing. God how she had waited for this, waited for his cum to be in her once more. She could feel it begin to run out of her as he thrust his massive load into her hole. This had to be epic, she could not remember the last time he spilled this much cum in her. Welcome Home As he fell over her, spent with desire, she slowly layed them both down, rolling to one side. She reached back and stroked his sweaty hair, the firelight dancing upon them both. The winds outside began to weaken, the air of bliss all around them. He panted on her back, his hot breath soothing her neck line. He kissed her back and whispered in her ear. I love you. Three simple words, no more, no less. She met his words with a kiss and a single tear. I love you too. There they lay, his member still inside of her, the juices of passion running together within her. There they lay, taking their breaths, slowly stroking each other in the firelight until they both fell asleep in the warmth of each others embrace. Welcome Home Its so nice to be back in my old room after spending a year on a mission trip. I look through my closet as I think about the job search I must start. Hopefully I can find something quick so I can move out of Mom's house. I undress removing my bra and panties and throw on a tank top and short shorts glad to have the comforts of home. I hear a key in the door and know Mom must be home, only when she walks in I see she's not alone. The first thing I notice is the carnal look in his eye, I can tell he wants me, although I have been in a third world country not having any sex for the past year, my senses must be off. Oh well. Mom has chosen a hottie that's for sure he's tall and muscular, and that look on his face... I have to remind myself he's Mom's "Cathy, I'm so glad you're home! This is William, my boyfriend." She says as she eyes my attire. I feel horrible, I thought my first day back would be just the two of us. "Will, honey this is my daughter" she beams. I hug them both, only when I hug him he pulls me close and I know he feels my erect nipples. He smells amazing as our embrace ends, I feel his hands graze my bottom. I shake the thought, it must have been an accident. I learn that Mom and Will have been together almost a year. After a few minutes I excuse myself to work on my resume. I keep thinking about what just happened and am hopelessly confused. When I wake, I decide I need a shower to take my mind off things. I wash my self and as I'm finishing up I bring the showerhead down and tease my clit. My mind drifts to thoughts of Will's strong arms wrapped around me. I use my other hand to grab my breasts, I pull at my nipples, when I'm startled by a noise. Good what kind of daughter fantasizes about her mother's man. I turn the water off and open the shower curtain. "Ohh," I scream "What are you doing here?" I yell as I grab for my towel. He beats me to it. "I was enjoying the show. Here let me help you," he says as he dries my hair. "You sick pervert!" I yell. "What would my mother say?" I snatch the towel back and try to leave but he blocks the door. He's twice my size, there's no way I'm getting past him so I hold the towel tight. "Your mother says she wants me happy, and looking at that hot little body makes me happy." With that he shoves me to my knees. His fist is in my hair and his long cock finds my mouth. I try to fight but its useless, I've accidentally dropped my towel. He is so much stronger than me and I can hardly catch my breath as he fucks my mouth. I try to scream, that doesn't happen with my mouth full. Finally he pulls me up. "Creep, get away from me! I'm telling my mother what a jerk she let into her house!" I scream as I try to cover myself. "You dumb whore, don't you know a woman will always blame the other woman," he says as he slaps my face. "Especially after last night, you were practically naked. You think she missed these beautiful nipples standing at attention for me," as he pinches them. I know he's right. I look to the ground and shake my head. "Are you going to be a good little slut now?" When I don't answer he lifts me over his shoulder and carries me to my bedroom. He slaps my ass, I'm helpless. Before putting me down his hand wanders to my pussy. "You stupid little slut, I knew you liked it. Why do you fight me?" He puts me on my bed. "My mom," I'm crying now. I can't bring myself to look at his face. "I can't do this to her, its so Wrong." "It's ok your mom will never know," he says as he plays with my clit. It feels so good and before I know it I'm moving my hips and let out a moan. I can't believe I'm so turned on right now. He stops. "Are you ready to get on your knees for Daddy?" "Please don't make me do this" "Fine you leave me no choice but to punish you, when you are ready to be Daddy's little slut let me know." He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me so I'm on the floor sitting on my knees. I wait for the intrusion, but it doesn't come instead he frees his dick. Its beautiful. He pulls my face onto his lap so his cock rests against my face. He slaps my ass. "Count as I spank you, you are in charge of this punishment when you are ready to be a good slut for Daddy I will stop." "One," I'm sobbing. As I say the word, I feel his cock against my lips. It's kind of hot. "One what?" "One Daddy," the next one comes harder than the first. "Two Daddy. Three Daddy," his assault continues, it hurts so bad and his delicious cock is so tempting. "Thirteen Daddy. Fourteen Daddy," I know what he wants and before he can spank me again I do it. I lick the length of his dick. I'm moaning as I do its nice to free myself and he rewards me by massaging my ass. "Good girl," he says as he allows me to ravage his cock like a famished whore. I can tell he's about to come, when he pulls me off of him. "Get on top of me," he demands. "I want you in my mouth," for some reason sucking him off doesn't seem as bad as fucking him. I'm still worried about hurting Mom. "A good little slut gives Daddy what he wants," he pulls me on top of him. It feels amazing when his cock pierces into me. When I fail to move he spank my ass again only now that my pussy is full its feels incredible and although I didn't want to I'm bucking my hips. "Slow down," he demands as he begins to kiss and lick my breasts. I pull my feet so they are flat on the bed and lift myself so only the tip of his dick is inside me then I lower but just enough so his head is inside. I do this a few times as I watch him moving in and out of me. It's so hot then I drop allowing him to fill me. I alternate between small teasing strokes and burying him inside me. "You are a good little slut aren't you?" I nod my head. "Say it," he demands. "I'm Daddy's good little slut," I say I can barely contain myself and grind my pussy against him so my clit gets massaged. He grabs my nipples as I come harder than I've ever come before. He thrusts a few more times and empties into me. "Good girl," he says as he embraces me. "You've made Daddy proud," I beam at the compliment. Later that evening Mom and Will are in her room. I find myself jealously wondering what they are doing in there. While we eat dinner Mom informs me that Will is moving in with us. Will winks at me and I know I will continue to fuck my mom's boyfriend. I can't help the tears that stream down my face. "Cathy, what's wrong?" "Nothing I'm just so happy for you two," Will nods at me as I answer. "Cathy, I want you to make Will feel comfortable here" Welcome Home Fantasy. My boyfriend and I are switches, but we haven't got quite this far yet. But we will! * I checked my phone again. Still no more texts, not since the last one, which was a couple of hours ago. It had said that the traffic was crap, a combination of snow and road works, so he was likely to be even later. It was nearly eleven o'clock now. I was in my pajamas, ready to go to bed as soon as he was here. I wore small pink shorts, woolly socks and a t-shirt. Eventually, I completely gave up waiting patiently, trying to distract myself. I made up Horlicks, your favourite evening drink, and put it in the microwave, timer set, and positioned myself on the kitchen worktop, knees drawn up to my body. It pulled my shorts tight against my pussy, further accentuating how much I had missed you. I gazed out the window, waiting for the headlights. I was asleep, slumped against the cold glass, when the bright white light hit my face. Alex was home! I woke with a start, instantly wide awake. I leaped off the counter and ran out the door, stabbing the start button on the microwave on the way past. I didn't even bother putting my shoes on. I sprinted down the pathway to the car, and as I saw the driver door open I put on an extra burst. He was about to get out when I plonked myself in his lap and threw my arms around him. It was almost completely dark out here it the car. "Hello, missed you too," he said, sitting back again. He couldn't get out until I moved, and after not seeing him for so long I was in need of a hug. Then, "Skylar?" "Yeah?" my voice was muffled against his chest. "Are you smelling me?" "No! ...well maybe a bit. But you smell good, and I missed it," I explained, knowing he would think it was weird but humor me as per usual. It's true though, he smelled great to me. Sort of relaxing and familiar. It was also a very sexy smell, but I knew full well he had had a rough, tiring journey, and probably wouldn't be interested... Still, there was tomorrow morning. Neither of us had to go anywhere, so we could do what we wanted all morning. I shivered with excitement. I had REALLY missed him. "You cold?" I looked up at him. "Nah I'm alright," I said, kissing his jaw ever so lightly. He looked down and kissed me, slowly. I almost melted into him as he let his tongue touch my lips. I was trying to be gentle, whilst at the same time I wanted him to know just how much I had missed him. Then he pulled away again, all too soon. I shivered again, from the cold this time. The winter air was sharp, and I hadn't much on. "Come on, you are cold. Let's go in it'll be warmer in there," he said. I hopped off his lap, he grabbed his bag from the passenger seat and inside we went. We trooped in, he dumped his things and fell on to the sofa. I pulled his Horlicks out of the microwave and followed. I couldn't be bothered to switch any lights on, but the TV was on from when I was watching it earlier. "Thanks," he said tiredly as I gave it to him. In the light, I could see how knackered he was. He needed a hug and lots of sleep...and a surprise in the morning, if I woke before he did. I made myself busy pulling his boots off and left them on the floor. For half an hour or so, we both curled up on the sofa. He had Horlicks in one hand and the other was over my shoulder. No one said anything, and I can't for the life of me remember what was on the TV. We needed to go to bed, but now I was settled I didn't really feel like getting up again. I think he was the same, so we stayed put. Next time I woke up, we were stretched the full length of the sofa, Alex's arm wrapped around my waist. He was fast asleep, curled against me. I could feel his cock in his jeans pressing against me. Still half asleep, I pushed back onto him without even thinking about it. I heard a small, subconscious moan by my ear and smiled. I turned to face him carefully, all the excitement I tried not to feel when he first got home rising up in me. I felt brave, which is dangerous after a dry spell. Fuck it, I was gonna disturb his sleep anyway, and he was gonna like it, I thought, pressing my palm against the thick, hot hardness. He began grinding himself against my hand, rocking his hips. I studied his face. His eyelids were flickering, and his lips were parted. I kissed him hard and he responded instantly, his tongue running along my lips and demanding to be let in. I complied and his tongue explored my mouth. I sucked on it gently. I wanted him to wake up and know how hot I was and how much I wanted him and missed him and... He pulled away, and I saw his eyes were open at last. I squeezed his cock. "Lie on your back," he told me, and I did as he said. He slid over the top of me and kept grinding hard. One hand took root in my hair and the other held the back of my neck, holding my head to him. He was going so hard it hurt, but even so I couldn't help spreading my legs for him. I held onto him, touching all the bits of him I could reach. I tried to kiss him, but instead of kissing back he dipped his head to my neck. I could feel his breath hot on my neck, and moaned as he bit down, first gently, but harder as I squirmed. He knows all my favourite teases. I tilted my head back, reveling in the pointed, tickling feeling. He could've done whatever he wanted to me and I probably wouldn't have cared, wound up and wet as I was. He seemed to know this and suddenly got up. First I was disappointed, missing his lips and hands and cock instantly. Then he started pulling clothes off purposefully and I followed suit as quickly as I could. "Hands and knees," he told me, leaving no room for argument. I hurried to do as he said -- he had finished undressing before me and was waiting, cock in his hand, stroking lazily. I positioned myself, holding onto the back of the sofa. I was very, very exposed, but too horny to really care. He rubbed his cock along my slit, covering himself in the dripping wetness. Without any warning, he entered me in one easy thrust. I breathed a sigh of relief, shaking ever so slightly, but I still wanted more. I could feel his thighs pressed against my ass, but I was still pushing back for more. He obliged and drove himself deeper still inside me. He went deep enough to hurt, making me gasp involuntarily, but I loved it. I was full of cock, as far as I could go. But I still wanted. He pulled out, ever so slowly. Then he slid back in, seemingly even slower than before. He did it again, and again, and again. I felt every bit of him as he pumped in and out slowly. I was breathing deeper and faster, trying to control myself. He did get faster -- not that I noticed, because I always wanted him faster -- steadily, unstoppably, until he was hammering in and out, machine like. By this time I was so sex hazed I ignored it when he stopped, unable to do anything but keep rocking myself back and forth on his dick. "Stop." I ignored him. It was his stupid fault for stopping in the first place, and so what if I got into trouble? I had all I needed right here. He stepped back, pulling himself out and away from me. I rocked backwards again anyway, just in case, but he was well out of my reach. Shit, I thought. I wanted that back, preferably as soon as possible. "I said stop. Did you not hear me, or were you just ignoring me?" he asked. We both knew the answer. I waited in the tense silence, wondering what would happen to me. He stroked my arse gently for a few seconds, and I could feel him examining me, scrutinizing me. I had the sinking feeling he was planning something. Stepped away again. "Give me your hands," he commanded, his voice low and almost indifferent. I held them back for him, and visibly shivered as he belted them together. I hadn't known his belt had extra holes that far along: if I had I might've been more wary. Especially as unlike bonds he had used before, there was no way I could escape from these, even if I tried. Now he used my hands to control me, pulling me backwards onto his thick cock by the belt. He had always been a little too big for me, and it was difficult to adjust myself to it in my awkward position. He started fucking me again, holding onto the belt like reins. He seemed to be balancing himself with it as much as keeping me in check, and I felt it, aching from my neck, across my shoulders and all the way down my back and thighs. On the upside, the position was far more comfortable if I spread my legs more and arched my back, presenting myself to him as a complete slut. This was more or less true. His thrusts were long and full and probably great for him, but he had chosen a speed that kept me just simmering. He gave me enough to keep me wanting more but didn't let me disappear off into one of those states where I didn't know and didn't care what was happening so long as it kept going. "Count them," he ordered. Before I had time to ask what, his hand swung down and landed on my arse. My whole body jumped and as I moaned I felt myself squeeze hard around his cock, which still pumped away, kept me simmering... "One Sir," The second one came down with a sharp slap. This one stung, it was harder, and instead of getting a less pleasurable reaction it got more. "Two Sir," I panted, rolling my hips towards the third. The fourth and fifth came down in the same manner, and my then my arse felt hot and sensitive. But no lasting damage I knew, and more importantly I craved the feeling. "Please, I want them harder!" I cried. The words were out before I even knew I was going to say them. "Harder, slut? Since when did you get an opinion? Still, if that's what you want...perhaps I should give it to you," he said, his voice low and dangerous. I didn't say anything, thinking it the safer option. I was in deep shit now. He jerked my bound hands upwards roughly, forcing my head down onto the sofa with my knees. I felt the belt come off, but I held still. It was clear he put me here for a reason. He stepped away from me and I felt momentarily confused. Suddenly, a very frightening idea struck me. He was going to use the -- It hits. My whole body recoiled, and the pain fired through me like a jolt of electricity. I breathed hard and fast, shuddering and moaning. I would not cry. Could not. Buried my face in the sofa and rocked back and forth, trying to do something to lessen the pain. I could feel the stripe across my cheeks, and the pain radiated out from it, deep and penetrating. As I slowly regained control, something else came over me: a sort of elation. I had taken it, and it bloody hurt more than anything I had ever experienced, but I took it. I felt a little bit brave. It occurred to me that that was quite dangerous. Alex was stood behind me, waiting. "Another one," I said, my voice croaky. "As you wish," he responded, completely blank. That hurt a little bit, I wanted him to make sure I was ok. Not that I really deserved it, I was in this position because I didn't listen to him. I readied myself. There was no way this could be as bad as the first one. Or perhaps it could. He let it fall directly over the first, but from the other direction, and this one was harder than the last. My resolve shattered as it ripped through me, laying waste to any ideas that I could take it. I couldn't. I howled into the cushions, teeth gritted. Burning hot tears escaped, joining the sweat on my damp forehead. I shuddered and shook, my eyes tight shut and my fists clenched. It would stop, it would fade, I knew. I simply had to hold on. He placed his hand on my lower back. Tensed up, cat like, I jumped out of my skin at the touch. I made an effort to relax as he pushed it up my back firmly, and then lightly trailed his fingertips down. Again, and again, and again... I focused on it, and slowly the pain left, replaced once again with elation. I didn't let it get ahead of me this time. He stopped. I opened my eyes and looked back between my legs. I could see the doubled up belt hanging from one hand. He guessed where I was looking. "No more of that tonight," he put the belt down next to me to show it, "are you feeling less cocky now?" he asked quietly. He remained calm as ever, but his voice no longer had the scary hard edge to it. "Yes, Sir. I'm sorry Sir." I said meekly, as his hand returned, this time at my pussy. A finger slipped inside. "Are you ready to continue now?" I watched a second finger slip in with the first, and he began to fuck me slowly with them. I could see his other hand stroking his cock. It was very red and his balls were tight. I wondered if his hand had been there the entire time. "Yes Sir. Please keep going," I mumbled. He was curling his fingers round in a way that he knew made me go jelly-like. I loved that so much. They left, replaced quickly with his cock. I welcomed it, glad to be full up once more. I moaned, ignoring the pain as he pressed against my cheeks, which felt like they were burning. He drove himself balls deep into me again and again and again, this time completely out of control. I kept making involuntary noises of pure pleasure, spreading my legs further for him and squeezing him with my pussy. I wanted him to cum, wanted him to feel as good as I did. The long thrusts weren't fast enough, and he resorted to short, sharp stabs that dug him deep inside me, making me cry out with more pleasure than any real pain. I took advantage of this and reached back to play with his balls. I rubbed the base of his hard cock as he fucked me, feeling how he was covered in my wetness. I knew he was close, and as he tipped over the edge, he fucked hard enough to nearly push me over. I tried my hardest to hold still for him, the muscles in my pussy clenching and relaxing around his cock as he slowly came to a halt inside me. He put his knees up on the sofa either side of mine, and then he slumped over onto my back. I was leaning on the back of the sofa again. We stayed that way for what felt like a very long time, lying on one another. I could feel his heartbeat against my back, hammering away. I felt it slow, and then settle back to its normal rate. Breathing slowed. His head rested on my shoulder next to mine. Everything was calm, quiet and full of love. I always wanted these moments to be endless. But, as always, real life returned. I began to notice all my funny little aches and pains, sore knees, shaking legs, and the possibility that I may not be able to sit for several days. That and an hour with my head at a funny angle asleep on the sofa. "You ok?" he asked, detaching himself. "I'm knackered. How about you?" I stretched, trying to work out the kinks I had gained from my assorted difficult positions. "More knackered than you are. Come on, we need to go to bed," he said, holding out a hand. "How do I look?" I asked, as we got to the foot of the stairs. "You go up ahead of me and I'll tell you," he said, nudging me ahead of him. "Well, you have two glaring stripes, and it's bruised quite a lot. But the skin isn't broken anywhere," "Alright. You're gonna have to be very, very nice to my bottom for a few days." I warned him. "Course I will. Do you want to do that again?" he asked. "Alex! That isn't being nice to my bottom. When I said that I meant it needed to recover." "I didn't mean soon. Is that a no then?" By this point we were in our room. "No it isn't! I loved that," I told him, trying to sound enthusiastic through yawns. "Great. Time for bed." "I agree." We climbed in -- me rather gingerly -- and he leaned over for a kiss. It was a careful, tender sort of kiss. After that, we were asleep in about a minute. Welcome Home All comments and criticism welcome. * It had been a shitty week. Nagging clients, bosses that didn't want to hear the truth, and 60 hours in that bandbox of an office. But it was all over, for this week anyway. I was nearly home and I hoped Charlene would be waiting. As I went to grab my front door handle, I noticed it was ajar. I pushed in and stepped into the foyer, as I started to yell for my girlfriend. Before I could get a word out, I saw her, sitting on the stairs. "Hello, dear," she said. "I'm glad you are home." Looking at her, I was glad to be home, too. She was sitting on the stairs, her long legs covered in thigh-high stockings and her feet in a sexy pair of heels. A black lace-fringed half slip covered her white satin panties, which matched her bra. "I love your outfit," I said as I sat my briefcase on a chair. "You look lovely." Her face beamed, thrilled by the compliment. "Have you been here long?" I asked. "Just long enough to get ready for you," she said. As I bent to kiss her, I let my hand trail along her nylon-covered inner thigh. As our lips met, my fingers brushed past her cock as it stiffened in her panties. A moan escaped her lips and she gently pushed her tongue into my mouth. My hand continued upward, sliding over her slip and across her smooth belly. My fingers caressed her breast through the fabric of her bra as her nipple stiffened under my manipulation. After a moment, I broke our kiss and stood up, my hand still on her breast. "And just what did you have in mind?" I asked. "Anything you desire, baby," she replied, as her hand slid up my pants and caressed my erection through the fabric. "I know you've had a tough week, I've hardly seen you." *** Charlene and I been dating for several months, after meeting online. Nearing my 40th birthday and coming off a bruising divorce, I'd finally come to the realization that my desire for mansex was more than just an occasional masturbatory fantasy. As I browsed the online ads, I was drawn to Charles' profile. He was a cross dresser, though he rarely went so far as to wear make-up and wigs anymore. After striking up a friendship, I started to realize that Charlene, as she liked to be called when she dressed, was the best of both worlds. Her wonderfully smooth body and round feminine ass was the perfect platform for the lovely lingerie she wore. When she sent me a photo of her completely smooth mushroom-headed cock nearly bursting from a little pair of thong panties, I knew I had to have her. We met in a hotel near our homes and as I staggered to my car hours later, I knew we would be together from then on. *** Charlene unzipped my pants and fished my erection from my boxers. She kissed the tip, licking a bubble of pre-cum that had already started to flow. With one swift move, she took me entirely into her mouth, her nose pressing against my abdomen. I moaned loudly, and my hand found the back of her head, holding her deep on my cock for a few seconds. When I released my grip, she started into a series of long, slow strokes, letting all but the tip of my cock slip from her mouth before taking me as deep as she could. "Mmmmmm. That's it," I said, as I watched her work my dick. Charlene stopped her work, let my cock slip from been her lips and reached for my belt. With it undone, she pushed my pants and underwear down around my knees. She reached between her legs and ran a finger inside her panties. When she pulled it out, I could see the lube shining on her finger. As she kissed and licked at my shaft, she reached through my legs and pushed her slick finger between my cheeks. I moaned when her finger brushed past my rosebud. She reattached herself onto my dick head, running her tongue around it as she she pushed gently at my asshole. When her finger slipped past my sphincter and into my rectum, she swallowed my shaft. I damn near emptied my balls. "Oh, baby, that's so good," I said with a moan. "So, so good." Charlene held my cock in her mouth, lightly running her tongue across the underside as she fucked me first with one finger and then with two. It was pure heaven, though I knew I would come soon if I didn't stop her. I stepped back and her fingers fell from my bottom as my dick slipped from her lips. I pulled her up to me, and kissed her deeply. I could taste my cock on her tongue as I pulled her close. My hands found her ass. I pulled her to me, our cocks touching through the sheer fabric of her panties. Without warning, I spun her around, my cock nestling between her cheeks as my arms surrounded her. My right hand slid into her panties and gripped her smooth cock, while my left rubbed her nipple through her bra. My lips found her ear, and I sucked at her lobe. "I have to have you," I whispered. "I can't wait." She arched her back, pushing her ass back onto my erection and increasing my grip on her dick. "Take me, baby." she said. "Fuck me. Give me your hard dick." I pushed her toward the stairs and she dropped to her knees with her panty-covered bottom sticking out at me. I flipped her slip up onto her lower back and grabbed her underwear at the hips. With one quick tug, her panties fell to her knees, revealing the object of my desire, her round, smooth and already lubed ass. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. My cock jutted out from underneath my dress shirt as I pushed it into her crack. She moaned with desire as I rubbed my dick in her channel, the lube she'd applied before I got home coating my shaft. When I was well-lubed, I lined up my cock with her rosebud and pushed gently. My dick head slipped past her outer wall and into her sphincter. We moaned in unison. My cock sank to its full depth, my balls swinging to touch hers as they hung between her legs. I pulled back slowly, feeling her silky bottom grip on my cock. My cock popped from her hole, and she shuddered. "Don't tease me, baby," she said with a whimper. "Give me that dick." I pushed back in and set into a rhythm, fucking her ass with long, deep strokes. As I fucked her, my hands gripped her hips through the fabric of her half-slip. She moaned in rhythm to my strokes, a series of "ohs" escaping her lips. As I watched my cock disappear in her ass, I knew I wouldn't last long. The sight of her bent over on the stairs, coupled with the feeling of the back of her nylon covered thighs against the front of mine had my balls churning and my heart pounding. "I can't hold out," I said as my balls tightened to my body and my cock swelled inside her. "I'm going to come." With a final push, I buried my dick deep in her as I filed her hole with my seed. My fingers dug into her hips as my body shook with orgasm. Soon, the waves of pleasure subsided and my cock softened. I loosened my grip and let my cock skip from inside her. When I did, a steam of cum ran from her bottom, landing on the panties bunched between her knees. I leaned over and kissed her lower back just above her slip before helping her to an upright position on her knees. I pulled her panties up over her ass, though on the front, her cock jutted out of the top of her underwear. "Thank you, baby," I said. "I needed that." Charlene turned and gave me a kiss. "Let's go upstairs," she said. "We've got all weekend to ourselves." Welcome Home It had been a long, frustrating day. I had tried to reach him multiple times, but to no avail, obviously his day was no better. When I arrived home, the house was dark and his car wasn't in the driveway. Apparently he was working late again as well. With a sigh, I unlocked the door and threw my bags on the floor. A shower, maybe something to eat, and bed was all that I longed for. After a long hot shower, I threw on my short robe, sighing as the soft silk slid across my body. Shaking my long curls out, I padded downstairs to the kitchen. A quick peek out the window revealed his car still not beside mine in the driveway. Picking up my cell, there was a text from him, saying that he was on his way home. Going to the fridge, I grabbed a yogurt and peeled it open. Grabbing a banana from the counter, I leaned against the island, having a quick snack as I flipped through my emails. Hearing the door open behind me, then shut and lock, I called out "Hey. " "Hey you." Came his gravelly voice behind me, moments before his arms slid around me. "Mmmmm" I heard him moan against my neck as he buried his face in the back of my hair. My body trembled as his breath hit the back of my neck and his hands slid up to cup my breasts. "Waiting for me?" He whispered, as his hands travelled up and down my sides, before crossing in front of me, just underneath my breasts and tightening. As he pulled me back against him, I could feel his hardness against my ass. "Mmmm," I moaned, "Maybe." Pushing my yogurt and banana into sink I placed my hands flat on the island and rubbed my ass back against him. "Oh, my little slut wants to tease me?" He growled, grabbing my hips and thrusting forward hard, so I could feel his stiff cock between my cheeks. Reaching around, he spun me towards him and lifted my hips up onto the island, the granite cold and hard beneath my ass. Leaning down, I kissed him deeply, my body on fire and wanting more. Shoving my robe off my shoulders, he trailed hot kisses down the side of my throat, down until he found one peaked pink nipple. He started sucking hard, my body arching against his lips, his teeth grinding into the little pink bud until I cried out. Moving to the other nipple, his hand snaked down my tummy to cup my mound, my skin hot and smooth under his fingers. Sliding one finger along my silken slit he pressed forward, finding my tight pussy and thrusting inside hard. "Fuck," I groaned, melting in his hands. "And my whore is ready......" He whispered, taking his hands off me momentarily to undo his belt and let his pants and boxers fall to the floor. Grabbing my ass he pulled me towards the edge of the counter, pushing my legs apart roughly as he moved closer. Hands on my hips, he thrust forward, hard and deep, filling my dripping pussy in one stroke. Staying deep inside me, feeling my tight cunt squeeze and milk his cock, he snagged a hand in my hair, tugged my head back and leaning forward, sucked and bit his way down my throat. As my heart beat faster, he sucked against my pulse, his lips sending delicious flames through my body. "Please......" I whispered. With a low growl, his hands snaked around my thighs pulling them towards him, he pulled back and thrust in deep again. I hadn't felt this stretched wide open, this full, in so long. "Fuck baby, you're so wet!" His low voice came to my ears in a sexy rumble, spurring my arousal even more. "More......more." I couldn't speak. My body was shaking with his powerful thrusts. My pussy tightening against this thick, hard cock pounding in and out of me at a pace I didn't think existed. He kept thrusting, his breath coming out in short panting gasps to match mine, his groans deep and low. I knew I wouldn't last. Wrapping my legs around him and thrusting my hips up against him I cried out as my body spasmed and exploded. "FUCK!" I screamed, tightening around his cock, cum gushing out of my cunt, soaking his balls. He didn't stop. His cock, throbbing and hard, continued to thrust deep inside, hitting every sensitive spot in my dripping pussy. I leaned back and laid my head down on the island, my ass lifting with every thrust, begging for more. Grabbing my ankles and pulling them up by his shoulders, his cock plunged deeper and deeper. "Oh god, fuck me baby!" I moaned, "Give me more of that big cock!" "More, huh? Oh, you'll get more my little demon. You'll get exactly what you deserve." Pulling his cock out, now slick and dripping with my juices, he stood back and pulled me off the counter, forcing me to my knees in front of him. "Suck it, my whore." He snarled, grabbing my head and pulling it towards his cock. Opening my mouth wide, I slid my mouth along him, feeling the thick head bang against the back of my throat as he groaned. Closing my lips to his shaft, I bobbed up and down his cock, sucking hard on the way up and swirling my tongue around him as my head went back. Moaning against his slick hot steel, I lavished his cock, coating it in my spit, sucking hard on the head, just as I know he loves it. His hands, now tangled in my curls, pushing my head forward, harder and harder until I stopped straining against it and simply let him fuck my mouth. His cock pounding into me, banging hard against the back of my throat over and over, I continued to moan with pleasure. Pulling my head back he stopped my effort and yanked me back up to my feet. Turning me around, he bent me over the counter, my tits smashed against the cold hard granite as I felt him come behind me. Spreading my cheeks wide, I felt his fingers dipping into my soaked cunt and dragging my juices up and around my tiny little rosebud. Moaning, my hips flexed back against him. "Yes, my slut. This is what you've been waiting for." With one hard slow thrust, his cock pushed into my ass, causing me to clench hard and cry out. It has been a long time since my ass had been taken. Running his fingertips down my back, my body relaxed and he started to move, slow deep thrusts into my tight ass. I couldn't stay still. My hips wriggling against him, his cock started to swell inside me. His thrusts became faster, pounding my aching ass. I felt like I was being torn apart, my tiny ass stretching around his thick, long cock. "Feel that my little whore, feel my cock spreading that ass? You loving this baby?" I couldn't speak. My body shook under his powerful thrusts. Grabbing my shoulders he thrust hard against me, over and over, until I felt him stiffen inside me. "Oh FUCK!" He cried out, cumming deep inside me, hot spurts filling my ass and spilling out around his cock. Pulling out, his cock continued to empty hot jets of cum across my ass. Moaning, my body shook as I came again, quivering against the cold counter. He leaned forward, resting his head against the small of my back, our breathing ragged and bodies trembling. With a delicious low laugh, he stood and pulled me into his arms. "I think you need another shower sexy girl." "Welcome home baby." I smiled as I leaned in and kissed him again. Welcome Home Shane shoved his key into the door, wondering why none of the lights in the house were on. Laurel should've been home, and they should've been on. The door swung inward, and the hall was dark. He switched on the light, frowning slightly with worry. "Shane?" He looked up, and his hazel eyes widened, his mouth going dry. Laurel stood at the entrance to their bedroom, hand on her hip. Her silky skin was covered only by a black, lace bra and matching thong. Her long, honey-blonde curls hung down to her hips, her blue eyes glittering behind thick, black lashes. "Wow," he managed, an immediate fever surging through his body. She smiled, her ruby lips full and inviting. She wiggled her finger at him, then disappeared around the corner. His shirt was off within seconds, his muscles suddenly no longer sore from a long day at work. He moved into their bedroom to see her leaned over, a match between her fingers. The room flickered with the glow of at least a dozen candles, throwing their tantalizing light across the curves of her body. Shane's hands reached out, one caressing her hip, and the other running up her neck to her hair, where his fingers twisted themselves in the soft curls. She giggled quietly under her breath and shivered. "A little anxious, are we?" she teased, her angel-like voice just hot enough to make his heart beat a little faster. "Don't tease me," he warned, tightening his grip in her hair. She moaned softly, and arched her hips back, pressing her ass against the crotch of his now tight-fitting jeans. Shane leaned forward, pressing the bulge of his hard on against her, his lips brushing over her shoulder, his teeth closing gently on the side of her neck. Laurel's hands moved to the bed, holding her steady while she moved her hips back and forth, inching her way closer against him. He groaned and pulled her head back, standing her up and wrapped his arm around her waist, lifting her onto her toes, her ass resting directly against him. She reached back, grabbing onto the pocket of his jeans, and pulled his hips forward, grinding him into her harder. They moved together, his mouth on her neck, his lip ring rubbing against her skin, sending chills down her spine. Laurel tilted her head, allowing him more access, and with her free hand, gripped the back of his head, her fingers grasping at his short, dark hair. His tattooed arms continued to hug her closer, pulling her back and forth in a steady rhythm. Slowly, with one hand, he grasped the thin lace that covered her hips and pulled it down, his fingers stroking her skin as he went, his lips caressing her back as he worked his way down. As he moved back up, his palm cupped her ass, squeezing gently, his other hand moving across her stomach to rest between her legs, his fingers pushing softly against her hot, wet skin. Laurel moaned, hissing quietly, and melted into his touch. He pulled her back against him as his fingers worked her clit, his dick pressing hard against the crotch of his pants. Shane moved his hand from her ass, to his jeans, quickly unbuttoning them and pulling them down, kicking them off. As he pressed his hard on against her warmth, he leaned her forward, gripping her hair once more. His fingers slid between her soft pussy lips, and he delved into her soaked opening, nibbling gently on her ear. She moaned louder, and bit her lip, her body aching, wanting him. His grip tightened in her long curls, and he pushed her down further, moving his hips down to rub himself against her moist skin. His hand cupped ass once again, spreading her pussy from behind as he pushed the head of his dick forward. The sensation made Laurel shiver, her lips parting slightly, allowing a long moan to escape her lungs. Shane thrust his hips against her, pushing inside of her. They both groaned in unison, his eyes rolling back with the surge of pleasure. She worked her body back into his, pushing him deeper, her tight body holding him perfectly. Her hands moved behind her, gripping his hips, his hands both tangled in her hair now, his thrusts so hard, it was almost impossible for her to keep her balance. The harder he fucked her, the louder she moaned. Their bodies both covered in a fine sweat, they worked against each other fast and hard. Shane's hands moved down her back, pulling her away from him only to press her down into the bed, looking up at him wild-eyed. He knelt between her legs, one hand drawn against her back, tugging her body up to his, the other hand on the back of her thigh, wrapping her leg around his waist. His dick slammed into her at just the right angle, making her breath come in short, harsh bursts. Her eyes rolled back and she bit her lip, wrapping her leg tight around him, forcing him deeper. He continued to fuck her hard, at a steady pace, until he could feel her flesh quiver around him. Not slowing down, he leaned down and sank his teeth into the side of her neck hard enough to bruise her ivory skin, his tongue stroking her gently. Laurel nearly screamed, and her whole body convulsed with the power of her orgasm as her pussy convulsed, coating his dick with hot fluid. Shane ground his teeth, forcing himself to move even faster, as he neared his own release. His hard member throbbed inside of her as he slammed in and out, and his nails dug deep into her hips as he reached his climax, pumping her full of thick, warm cum. He collapsed on top of her, his lips resting against her collarbone as he panted. Laurel lifted his chin and smiled, giggling between breaths. "Mmmm, welcome home, baby." She kissed him hard, and they stood up and moved into the bathroom for a hot shower. Welcome Home The snow was falling heavily on the ground. It was only November, but the ground was frozen enough that the snow stuck. It wasn't windy or freezing cold, but the snow was sticking to the ground. Beth pulled up the hood of her jacket and shivered. She hated winter and she hated the cold. It wasn't technically winter yet, but it didn't matter. The fact it was snowing depressed her. Beth kept walking down the street until she was in front of a house. The frown on her face quickly disappeared and turned into a big smile. Standing in front of this house was Ethan. "Hi baby." Ethan had that goofy smile that Beth loved about him. She kept staring at his body. He was wearing jeans, which drove her crazy. He had on a brown leather jacket, which was open to reveal a green knitted sweater. Her eyes moved from his toes up to his eyes. "Hi Ethan. It's been a long time." Beth hadn't moved since laying her eyes Ethan. She was standing halfway up the laneway. She wanted to run over to him, but she was nervous. She had no idea if things had changed. Her mind was spinning, wondering if things had indeed changed. Ethan walked down the porch steps towards her. He subconsciously pushed his glasses up and then ran his hand through his black hair. She was still cute. She had her hair up in a ponytail, as always. He loved when she kept her hair down, but she never felt the need to spend time looking good. She was wearing a knee length skirt with black boots. "I know." Ethan was inches away from her looking directly at her. He wanted to grab her and touch her, but was worried things had changed. The two of them, once lovers, stood in the snowfall not saying a word. The snow landed on Ethan's hair, a sharp contrast to his raven colored straight hair. Beth finally spoke. "I still love you." Ethan reacted quickly, reaching out and hugging Beth so tight. He nuzzled her nose and his lips found hers. It was a frantic kiss as his hands ran up and down her body. He loved the feeling of her skin and ran his hands down to touch her bare thighs. He moaned as she pushed against him and wrapped her legs around his hips. "We need to get inside." Ethan was trying to think straight, but Beth's lips were sucking his earlobe so sensually that all he could think of was those lips around his cock. He was kneading her perfect butt as his hands slid under her skirt and found her hot pussy. "Oh." Beth cried out and bit his neck. He was fingering her so hard that she was shaking. Her level of arousal had skyrocketed and she wasn't thinking. "I need you. Right now. Here." Ethan began to walk toward his house, but she protested. He didn't think he'd make it inside so he was thankful when she was assertive enough to voice her needs. He turned and sat down on the wooden steps, pulling her into his lap. Two sets of hands quickly fumbled to unzip, unbutton, and push to the side the restricted clothing. They needed each other and once he was inside her, she sighed. "I missed you so much." Beth was rocking up and down on his member, not noticing the cold air on her bare thighs. She was hot and bothered. She watched as Ethan held her tight. Bucking his hips up hard and fast. Her inner thighs were rubbing against his jeans since he hadn't even pushed them off. "I'm not wearing a condom. I can't cum in you." Ethan was whimpering as he said those words. He desperately wanted to explode inside her hot core, but he knew that every other time they had made love; he either wore a condom or came in his hand. He gritted his teeth and continued to guide her up and down on his cock. "I don't care." Beth kissed Ethan hard then reached down to stroke her clit. She always needed some stimulation to orgasm and her body was used to her soft touch. She whimpered as Ethan pushed his hands under her shirt and touched her breasts. His hands were ice cold and when he pushed her bra up to cup her breasts, she gasped. Ethan knew her nipples were hard, but the moment he touched them with his cold hands they hardened into little taut nubs. He pinched them hard and grinned when she began to shake. She was always quiet when she came, but she would shake from head to toe, her pussy pulsing against his cock. He couldn't hold back. It was no use. "Cumming!" Ethan threw back his head and bucked up hard. His cock exploded inside her and he loved it. It was so much cum, but he couldn't stop. He held her tight. Burying her head against this chest. It wasn't until he recovered and pulled her up for a kiss that he noticed the tears. "Don't cry. Please." Ethan wiped away the tears, trying to comfort her. She looked concerned and upset which scared him. Her facial expression was not the same as last time she had cried during the sex. This was not a happy expression. "What?" Ethan watched as she slid off him and adjusted her panties and skirt. The cold air rushed against his bare cock and he quickly tucked it into his jeans. "What?" He was frantic as she just stood there. The coldness of the step was seeping through his jeans. He felt the wetness of the melting snow on his hair. His hands were cold as well. "I'm engaged to Brent." *** Ethan walked along the road, not really paying attention to where he was going. He was cold and his fingers were numb. He didn't have on a proper winter jacket and, of course, didn't have mitts or a hat. He had gone from a hot and dry climate to the wet coldness of southern Ontario. His face was wet with tears yet he didn't even notice. He looked up and noticed that he had walked back to his old high school. He walked into the covered front entranceway and sat down on one of the wooden benches. The benches were worn and he remembered that on the first day of grade nine, they had been there. Five years later, they were still there. "Hey stranger." Ethan looked up. Standing in front of him was Stacey. He blinked thinking that it was a dream. Stacey was in Florida on a basketball scholarship. She had said goodbye on their graduation day and hadn't been seen in town since. "Hi." Ethan's voice was strained. He had so many emotions going through his body. He had thought he had gotten back with his girlfriend only to be told she was engaged. He was feeling melancholy as he remembered his high school days. Now, his best friend was in front of him. "I'm back for Christmas. I hate the snow. What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be out drinking or something?" Stacey sat next to Ethan and leaned against him a bit. Both were facing the dark and empty street. The street light on the corner cast an eerie glow on the wet pavement. "Why should I be drinking?" "Beth got knocked up and is being forced to marry Brent. She said she was going over to your place this evening. I figured she told you so I went by your house." Ethan took a deep breath. Stacey was always so blunt and sometimes it drove him crazy. The rest of the time it was a relief that she never kept things to herself. "I didn't know she was pregnant. She only told me she was engaged after we had sex." Stacey looked at Ethan and then hugged him. He looked so dejected and forlorn. He felt so comfortable cuddling with Stacey. He had really missed her, but was too proud to say anything. The two teenagers sat on the wooden bench hugging for a while. Time didn't matter as Stacey hugged harder, trying to take away all the pain that he had dealt with. She remembered the conversation they had about him serving in the army. He hadn't wanted to go, but this would be the only way for him to pay for college. "I'll walk you home." Stacey got up and Ethan followed. Nothing else was said as she walked him home. She watched as he entered the house and then she walked down the few houses to her own. Ethan quietly made his way to his bedroom. He made sure the door was locked and then after taking off all his clothes, he slipped into his bed. The bed wasn't the most comfortable since it was a single and his tall frame meant that his feet dangled off the edge. He didn't care though. The comforts of home were important to him, they had always been. He lay down under the covers and reached down to wrap his hand around his cock. It was throbbing hard and swollen. He had hid his arousal the whole time he was around Stacey, but now that he was alone he couldn't control himself. He jerked hard and fast. His cock was so hard that when he squeezed tight, he could feel the ridges around the tip. "Fuck." Ethan stroked harder. He had his eyes closed and was imagining Stacey between his legs sucking him off. He imagined her thick tresses in his lap as her head bobbed up and down. He had always wondered what it would feel like to fuck her. He knew he would never have the chance, but at least he could imagine it. "Fuck!" Ethan cried out again and placed his hand on top of his cock. He felt his hand fill with his cum, but he kept stroking. He was breathing hard. He wiped his hand on the sheets and then rolled over. The emotional roller coaster he had gone through today had tired him out. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. *** "Good morning Ethan. How did you sleep?" "Fine mom." Ethan dragged his feet towards the toaster and made himself some toast. He had slept horribly. He had tossed and turned, unable to fall back asleep. It was a horrible dream he had had that had woken him. He had dreamt of Stacey and Beth. Both of them were laughing at him, telling him he was no good. In the dream, Beth was holding a small infant and Stacey was very pregnant. It was a startling dream for so many reasons and he couldn't quite understand why. "We're going to church tonight as we always do on Christmas Eve. Then we've been invited over to the Martin's for a get together." "Fine." Ethan grabbed his two pieces of toast and sulked over to the television. His mood had changed in just one short day. Yesterday morning, he had woken up so happy. He was home for Christmas. He thought he was getting back with his girlfriend Beth and then the world was crashing down on him. She was engaged. His best friend from high school was back in town. He wanted her. She lived three thousand miles away. Things were too complicated. Ethan smiled at the priest and then walked out of the church, following his parents. The service was long and boring, with the priest going on about being thankful. No one had paid attention to him the whole time. They looked then turned away. Ethan figured they knew about Beth and didn't know what to say. The church community was a close-knit group and he had brought Beth to church enough times that they all knew her as his girlfriend and possibly his future wife. It was snowing again, but at least this time, he was wearing the proper clothing. It didn't take long for his body to acclimate to the cold weather. He looked up and saw clouds. "Come on Ethan." Ethan followed his parents to the car and they drove the short distance to Stacey's house. Her parents always hosted a Christmas Eve gathering. Last year, he had gone and hung out with Beth the whole evening. It was strange. As he entered the house, he was doing a mental comparison of how a year had changed everything. "Glad you're here. All these adults are driving me crazy." Ethan looked up and saw Stacey. She was wearing a red and green dress that made her already tall frame look even more stunning. "Can we talk?" Ethan's voice was urgent and Stacey motioned him to follow her. They walked up the stairs to the landing that overlooked the living room. "What? You're freaking me out." Stacey had never seen Ethan so agitated. Her mind was racing with thoughts, trying to figure out what was wrong. "I'm in love with you. I always have been. Beth and I had sex outside my house, but all I was thinking of was you. Not having sex with you, but wondering what you were doing. When I sat on the bench at school, I was thinking of you. Then you were there." Stacey bit her lip. She had so much she wanted to say, but she could only do one thing. She kissed him. It was a frantic kiss and he kissed her back, pulling her into the nearest room. It was her bedroom and she shut the door quickly. "Why the hell didn't you tell me that before you started dating Beth?" Stacey pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top. She was straddling his hips, which forced her short dress to sliding up her thighs. "I thought we were best friends." Ethan watched as his best friend undid his pants while she continued to scold him. "I left for Florida because I couldn't stand you with Beth." Stacey had undone his pants and then slid down enough so that she could lean over and suck on his cock. Ethan cried out and gripped the duvet. This was what he had imagined the night before. This was what he had desperately wanted. How did she know this was exactly what he needed? He bucked his hips up and reached to run his hands through her hair. "Stacey. Stop. Please." Ethan pulled her up and looked right into her eyes. "Are we going too fast? Is this right?" Ethan was trying to think, but all he could think of was the fact that Stacey was in front of him. "I want this. We're not stopping. Stop worrying." Stacey kissed him and, at the same time, reached down to slide her panties to the side. She guided him inside her and panted. "If I hadn't kissed you we would still be in the hallway talking. You're too shy sometimes." Ethan smiled. She was right. This was exactly what he wanted and for once in his life, he wasn't going to think. He was just going to do. "I thought about this last night in bed." Ethan moaned softly. Her pussy was burning hot and so wet. He guided her hips back and forth, feeling his cock slide in and out of her quickly. He looked up and watched as she rubbed her breasts gently. She had her dress still on and the fact that they still had their clothes on turned him on even more. "You did? What a naughty boy. Did you think about me during church too?" Stacey grinned. She reached down with one hand and slowly rubbed her clit. She watched as Ethan reached out and moved her hand faster. She let him guide her fingers until she cried out in orgasm. "Quiet." Ethan reached up to cover her mouth with his hand. She nibbled gently on his fingers, which only made him grin. "Your parents will hear us or something." "Your turn baby." Stacey ignored his statement of concern and rocked back and forth. Ethan closed his eyes and held his breath. The years of pent up tension was released from his body in one big eruption. He felt every drop of his cum land inside her pussy. "Feel better?" "Unhuh." *** Ethan looked up from his laptop and watched Stacey skip down the stairs to greet him. She kissed him softly on the lips then pulled back. "You look awesome with a tan. I just got off the phone with Tanya. She filled me in on the gossip from back home. Want to hear?" Ethan pushed the laptop to the side and pulled her into his lap. The bright Florida sun made both their bodies hot. "Sure". "Beth had her baby, but Brent had already found out it wasn't his. She's now living at home and extremely unhappy." "That's sad" Ethan said empathetically. "Yeah it is. I'm going to go shower then cook dinner. Love you." Ethan looked up. "Love you too baby. Welcome Home She could feel his eyes on her. Feel his gaze traveling down her body, taking in her "sleeping" state. She tried to keep her breathing steady but excitement was causing her heart to race and her breath to come out in uneven bursts. She moaned and turned in her "sleep" giving him a better view of her body. Better access should he decide to step through the doorway and approach the bed. She hopped he would. God did she hope he would walk over and take her. She let the cool satin sheet slide down her body revealing the curves of her breasts through her thin nightgown. Arousal and the cold night air tightened her nipples into hard peaks. Moister gathered between her legs. He took a step forward. She held her breath as he neared the bed. She willed her eyes to stay closed. The sound of material sliding over skin echoed throughout her body, sending her cells buzzing with excitement. He stood over her, watching her closely. She waited. Waited for him to touch her. Anywhere would make her happy. She just needed his hands on her body, making her moan and beg for more. When his hand finally caressed her skin she nearly shot off the bed. His warm fingers brushed over her collar bone, down the valley of her breasts, and across her stomach. She could feel the heat of him through the thin cotton of her night gown . He felt as though he were made of fire, warming her where ever he touched. Still she kept her eyes closed, not ready to give up the ruse. He pulled the sheet further down her body, past her hips and down her legs. It wasn't the cool night air that sent chills through her body, making her skin break out in goose bumps. Once she was completely exposed to his eyes and touch he ran his fingers up her bare leg. As he neared the hem of her gown she spread her legs invitingly. He didn't pursue the trail she hoped he would. Instead he took his hand away. She nearly whimpered at the loss of contact. She listened to him retreat from the side of the bed. Her brow furrowed in frustration and confusion. Rolling onto her side in disappointment she hunted for the fallen sheet. Just as she found the corner clinging to the end of the bed, a hand took hold of her ankle. She let out a startled cry as she was pulled quickly to the foot of the bed. Her body slid easily across the smooth sheets, into his warm hard body. He settled between her parted thighs pushing against her core. She moaned at the contact. He was hard and unyielding. She could feel the shape of his cock pressing against her, straining to enter her through the thin material of her panties. She opened her mouth to speak but was silenced by his kiss. The kiss was demanding, long, and oh so sweet. He rocked his hips into her, earning a strangled moan from her. She could feel his smile against her lips as he ground against her. "Playing possum?" "Me? Never" "Mmhm" He kissed her again, long and devouring. Pulling back he smiled at her little whimper. He bit her lip gently, tugging at the plump appendage he shushed her. His hands slid over her shoulders pulling at the thin straps of her nightgown. Sliding them down her shoulders baring her breasts. He took their weight into his hands massaging and squeezing. She hissed when his fingers pinched and rolled her hard nipples. His mouth never leaving hers, he continued to fondle as his tongue swept across her lips probing, demanding entry. She welcomed it with her own. His hands releasing her breasts skimmed down her sides gathering the skirt of her nightgown at her hips. Much to her disappointment he pulled away from her lips, and pressed his forehead to hers. Their breath mingled as they panted. His fingers slid up her smooth thigh. Her eyes watched their assent, they met his as his fingers found her core. His fingers stroked her through the fabric of her panties. Hard enough to make her moan, and soft enough for her to demand for more. She rocked her hips closer. "You're wet." He said, his voice husky "I can feel it through your panties." She made a noise of agreement. He slid her panties to the side. She gasped at the cool air hitting her wet shaven lips. He parted her, sliding his longest finger along the smooth folds. "Mm, very wet." He said as his middle finger found her clit. Her clit throbbed in need. She clung to his shoulders as his finger raised her hood, further revealing the engorged nub. He stayed there a moment, pushing his finger against the bundle of nerves, rolling it left and right. Her arms tightened around him, her hips surging forward to meet his thick finger. Lowering his head he took a rosy nipple between his lips, pulling at the bud gently lapping at it with his tongue. She dropped her head back, lost in pleasure. He nipped at the hard peak, earning a startled gasp. He could feel her on the verge of an orgasm. She rocked her hips faster searching for her release. "Not just yet." He said, his voice as strained as the gasps and moans coming from her. He took his finger away, slapping playfully at her pussy. He lowered her back on to the bed her breasts rising and falling rapidly with her breathing. He brought her legs up. Bending her knees he spread her legs wide, allowing him to see her fully. Her nightgown bunched at her waist baring her breast and legs. Her panties pushed to one side of her shaven pussy, revealing wet lips parted and begging to be penetrated. His growl was pure male satisfaction. He slid her panties off her slowly, watching the bit of cloth trail lazily up her raised legs. He tossed them to the side, kissing her claves before parting her legs once again. She watched his eyes take in all over her, their gaze traveling up and down her body. Stopping at her glistening sex. He placed his large hand over her abdomen, fingers sprawled across her skin. The other sliding down her inner thigh to part her wet folds again. He slid his middle finger into her entrance the muscles there flexing around the thick digit. "So tight baby." His eyes met hers, gaze never wavering as he added another finger. She cried out in pleasure. He parted his fingers slightly stretching her further. His thumb found her clit sliding along it, pushing up before pressing down. She raised her hips begging for more. Her eyes closed as her orgasm started to build quickly. "Open your eyes." He demanded. She didn't know if she could. "Open them." He repeated. She did. Her eyes met his, glowing with pleasure. He slid his fingers in and out, pace recklessly fast, all the while continuing the slow torture at her clit. She screamed, coming suddenly and forcefully. She tossed her head side to side, eyes forced to close at the over load of sensations. He pushed his fingers deep into her, loving the feel of her muscles clenching and relaxing around him, milking his fingers as they would soon his cock. When the last tremors of pleasure subsided she let out a well sated sigh. She stretched her arms over her head teasing him with a sensual view of her breasts and toned body. Her eyes met his, before sliding down his exposed chest. "Your turn." She said eyeing his hard cock. "And I think you're more then ready" "You've no idea" He grinned down at her. She took his cock in her hand, sliding down the shaft before moving back up to the tip. She circled her thumb across the enlarged head. He swore under his breath. "Show me then." She said softly. She watched him hungrily as he took hold of his cock and led himself into her entrance. He entered her leisurely, drawing it out stretching her as he went. She raised her hips hoping to impale herself on him, but he wouldn't let her. The hands he placed on her hips kept her firmly in place. His brow furrowed in concentration as the feel of her warm wet pussy surrounding his cock tested him. hen he couldn't draw it out any longer he surged forward burring himself deep in her. He didn't give her time to adjust, he withdrew and thrust forward again. His pace was fast and hard. He intended to go slow but the feel of her snug pussy around him made him to lose himself. He needed to be deep within her, needed to feel her come around him as he filled her. He slammed his cock into her again and again. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled the room. She wrapped her legs around his hips arching up to meet his thrusts, crying out each time his long hard cock penetrated her. He felt her tighten around him, her sweet pussy clenching and unclenching bringing him in further with each thrust. "I'm... I'm" She couldn't finish. He felt her orgasm continue to build along side his. The walls of her pussy milking him as he'd hopped, accepting him greedily. And then she shattered. That's all it took for him to join her. His release was long over do and explosive. He buried his face into the crook of her neck as he came. His load burned as it filled her. She moaned in ecstasy. They laid their together, still joined and panting in harmony. "Welcome home" She said between breaths. Welcome Home He walked into the house, expecting his son to meet him at the door. He was somewhat confused to find the door locked. As he unlocked it, he noticed a glow coming from the stairs. The light flickered as the door opened, meaning it was a flame, most likely from a candle. When he closed the door and approached the stairs, he saw one red candle, its yellow flame pointing up. The waving motion looked like a hand calling for him to follow, to come, to walk the steps. From the upstairs bathroom, he heard the song of soft music playing. As he climbed the stairs, he also heard the gentle splashing of water. He knew, yes, he knew, his wife was taking a bath. When he reached the bathroom door, he smelled the soft scent of raspberry floating out. "I love that smell," he whispered softly to himself. He gently opened the door and saw the soft lights of 20 candles, illuminating the bathroom in a shimmering yellow and black. Stepping forward, he heard the splash of the water and looked toward the tub. He smiled as he saw his wife in the water, bubbles cascading down from her elevated hand. Some bubbles washed down her breasts, causing her nipples to react. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation. When the suds left her body, she drizzled some more, this time; she let her hand touch her skin. "Yes," she moaned out as her touch felt so good against her own body. She always enjoyed baths: the softness of the bubbles, the warmness of the water. Added to the sensations, the light of the many candles and the music caused her mind to wander, wander to him, her husband. She thought of him, his smile, his voice, his way of caring himself. She loved him. She loved what he did to her. Her thoughts drifted off to the previous weekend, a weekend where her mother took the kids and left the two lovers alone. Her hands glided over her breasts as she remembered her husband's touch. His touch was gentle, his hands soft as they squeezed her flesh. She performed the same action on herself as she thought of her husband's actions. "Yes, baby," she moaned as she circled her nipples with her fingers, causing them to grow and harden. Her legs caused the water to flow over and touch her clit, making her squirm more. Her nub ached for his touch. She remembered how he slid his hand down her body. She did the same, down her stomach, down to her thigh, then to her pussy. As she brushed her swollen love button, she inhaled then moaned. She cooed as her soft fingers ran down the outside of her lips. "Yes, baby," she whispered as she went back and touched her pearl. She cooed more as she made circles on her swollen nub. She remembered how he touched her, how he licked her, how he made her feel like a woman. She inhaled deeply as she inserted a finger and began to move it in and out of her pussy. Almost cumming immediately, she tried to quiet her moans but was unsuccessful. Crying out his name, she felt the first waves of the orgasm flow over her, causing her to move her finger in and out faster. The water was moving out of the tub, making the floor wet, but she did not care. She was enjoying this and did not want to stop. "Come on baby," she said as she thought of his hot cock plunging in and out of her. She loved when he was on top of her, pounding his hardness in her fast and deep. He did it that last weekend, and she loved it. His heart was pounding as he stood there watching her have an orgasm. He felt his cock grow and knew he needed to do something about it. Slowly, he unzipped his pants and then let them fall to the floor. Taking off his shirt, he shortly lost eye contact on her, but missed nothing. He put his thumbs under his underwear's waistband and moved them down. He stepped out of them. With one great effort, he removed his T-shirt. He stood there naked, his cock erect and waiting for her warm, moist lips to kiss. Slowly he took steps towards the bathtub. He wanted watch her more closely. She was in the throes of passion, her orgasm rolling over her in waves, each wave more intense than the previous. She loved him, she loved what he did to her, and she loved what they did. She thought she heard the wooden floor creak but was too much into her orgasm to care. "Yes, baby," she was screaming as the waves of pleasure rolled over her. He stepped forward, placing his hardness near her lips. "Darling," was all he needed to say as she took his stiff cock into her mouth. She released her hand from her pussy and placed it on his member, stroking it as she sucked on his head "God, yes sweetheart," he whispered out as her talented lips worked over his cock. He could feel his orgasm begin as he held her head onto his hardness. He could hear the pre-cum cause a sloppy sound in her actions. "I'm going to cum," was all he could say as he let his load drain into her mouth. Caught somewhat off guard, she let a few drops of cum spill from her mouth. She was, however, too into sucking and swallowing the rest to worry about the spill. "Baby, I love you," he said as she sucked the rest of his love juice from his cock. She smiled as she licked the last of his cum off his balls. "Nice way to be surprised," she said to him as he stood. He looked her in the eyes and took her by the hand. He led her out of the tub and out of the bathroom. As they approached the bedroom, she stopped and looked at him. "What do you have in mind?" she asked sheepishly. "Now don't you worry," he said as he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She almost lost her balance as he plunged his tongue into her open mouth. She met his tongue and they exchanged their passion and desire. "Come baby," he said as he broke the embrace and led her to the bedroom. As they arrived, he escorted her to the bed and sat her on the edge. He got on his knees and crawled to her knees. She gently parted her legs and allowed him to enter. He kissed her right thigh, then left. She leaned back and moaned softly as he approached her wetness. When he was close enough to her pussy that she could feel his breath, he opened his mouth and extended his tongue. He gently touched her labia. "Oooo," she whispered out as his hot tongue touched her now cool skin. She shivered slightly as he ran the tongue up her lips and touched her clit. He stopped for a moment and took her Venus bean into his mouth. Slowly, he rolled it in his mouth, causing her to grab his hair and pulled him tight. "Yes, yes," was all she could say as the first waves of an orgasm rolled over her. As she labored with her breathing, he sucked harder on her mound. She reacted by tightening her legs around him. When he rolled his tongue over it, she began her orgasm. "Oh my God," she screamed as she let go and allowed the orgasm to come. "Oh my fucking God," she screamed as he sucked harder and harder on her love button. "Right there baby," she said as he pulled and tugged on it. He felt her pussy tighten, he felted her legs grip his body as another wave of orgasm came over her. She hopped slightly as this orgasm intensified. He released her clitoris as her orgasm lessened. "Oh honey," she whispered as she caught her breath. "That was wonderful," she said as she fell back on the bed. "I love you ," he said as he moved to lie near her. He kissed her on the lips. "Happy Valentine's Day," she whispered. Welcome Home This is my first submission, please feel free to send me any feedback, either good or bad. * As you lay there, your soft skin shimmering under the candle light, you looked so wonderful and I instantly knew that tonight was going to be special. I had just returned home after being away for the last third of the year. The time away was one of the downsides of a job that otherwise provided a secure, long term, well paid, and enjoyable lifestyle. I had been due home a few hours early, but due to flight delays and traffic it was now past midnight. Your intention to wait up for me had been clear, but a hard day at work had taken its toll on you, so you slept peacefully on your back dressed in a lacy blue nightie. The unusually warm weather meant that the duvet was pushed to one side, which meant I could see your whole body. The nightie had ridden up a little, and your legs were parted, which afforded me a view of a neatly trimmed bush and the delights which it hid. As I crept over to the bed I shed my clothes in a heap on the floor. I gently knelt on the bed and leaned in to kiss you on the cheek. my hand brushed across you left breast as I leant in and you let out a low moan. I kissed you on the forehead, left the bed and headed towards the shower. It had been a long journey and to stand any chance of sleeping I needed to freshen up. Before I left the bed, and unable to resist those amazing breasts, I gently placed a kiss on each nipple and whispered to each one that I had missed them a lot. I think a little moan escaped from your lips as I did that, but I couldn't have been sure. As the hot water ran down across my naked body I looked down at myself and smiled, I was pleased with the shape I was in after being away. The combination of three cooked meals a day and too many nights out drinking had been kept at bay by the hour and half that spent in the gym each day. In my opinion I was looking good. My six pack had returned to the way it was when we first met, and I had managed to bulk out a little across my chest and upper arms. As I stood under the stream of hot water, lost in the moment, and enjoying feeling clean again after the 24 hours of travelling, I did not hear the bathroom door open or close. The warmth of your petite hand on my flaccid member and the feeling of your amazing breasts against my back brought me to my senses in the most wonderful way. As you stood behind me gently stroking my growing cock I craned my neck to kiss you on the lips for the first time in four months. The sweet taste of your kiss brought back good memories of many previous similar encounters, and reminded me how much I love everything about you. My left hand reached behind me and found its way to your neatly trimmed bush. You part your legs a little to allow my finger to graze over your clit as it descends into your dripping wet pussy. The water glistens off our skin as we stand in the shower slowly and gently pleasing one another, I turn around to kiss you more deeply. Our lips part and as our tongues entwine I fell you melt into my arms, your hand releases it's grip on me and you steady yourself on the wall of the shower. I take advantage and move my kisses onto your neck and shoulders. In response you arch her back which pushes your breasts into my chest. I can feel your hard erect nipples pushing into my pecs. I wrap my arms around you a pull you in closer, what feels like an electric charge passes through my groin as it touches yours for the first time. You grind your pussy into me and I return my kisses to your mouth. You reach down and guide my cock towards your awaiting pussy, As the tip reaches your outer lips I thrust upwards forcing my cock to rub over your enlarged clit, you let out a moan of pleasure as I do it again and again. With my cock in my hand I rub it along the whole length of your pussy, following my cock with a finger from my other hand, this causes sexy little moans to escape from deep within you. You hands are running up and down my back and through my wet hair. After teasing you like this for few more minutes I pull away and step out of the shower, a little pout appears on your lips as disappointment spreads across your face. I turn the shower off and offer you my hand, which you take and step out of the shower and into my arms once more. We kiss passionately as I lead us across the landing and into our bedroom which is lit by flickering candles. I fall onto the bed and pull you on top of me, our bodies in such close contact that we could be classed as one. The feeling of your breasts pushing down onto me almost send me over the edge, but I control myself and motion for you to lay on your front beside me. I straddle you and start to massage your neck, back, and shoulders, each time getting lower and lower down your back, so that before long I am caressing your amazingly pert bottom. I lean forward and start placing small kisses all over your back, my hands still caress your bum and occasionally dip between your legs and run along the length of your pussy. As I lean forward and place a kiss on the nape of your neck my hard cock nestles itself between your legs, which in response part a little further. My tip of my cock now rests against your outer lips. With one small thrust I could bury myself deep inside you, but instead I push my hips down causing the tip of my cock to teasingly run along your pussy and come to rest against your clit. I take my member in my hand and gently rub the tip repeatedly over your excited clitoris. Your breathing shortens as you desperately try not to orgasm. I lean forward and nibble on your ear lobe, this is too much for you and you let out a long moan as you climax. Turning yourself over underneath me you look up to my smiling face and sitting up plant a long passionate kiss on my lips. Breaking the kiss I gently push you back onto the bed as I begin to move down you body gently placing kisses all over you soft skin. Each breast gets extra attention from my mouth before I continue down across your stomach and between your legs. Placing a gentle kiss on your clit before I move down your right leg placing kisses as I go . My fingers follow my mouth down the body and graze across the clit and into your wet pussy. As I gently fuck you with two fingers I take your big toe into my mouth and gently suck on it. Moving across to the left foot and then working my way back up the leg, all the time my fingers gently caress your insides. Lost in a haze of pleasure you do not notice my fingers being replaced by my tongue. You only notice when you fell my hands caress your breasts. After only a few seconds you pull away form me and ask me to kiss you again. Obliging I move back up your body placing kisses as I go, again paying extra attention to your breasts. As we passionately kiss my hard cock pushes against the outer edges of your pussy, your legs part and with a gentle thrust I enter you for the first time in too long. As I push deep into you I break the kiss and look deep into your eyes. Our hands roam over each other as our bodies work in harmony to achieve what we both know will be a mind blowing climax. Slowly we make love, our bodies moving in unison, your hands caress my bum as mine move up and down your body. I sit up and push your knees up so that I can fuck you deeper. You look me in the eyes and beg for my hands on your breasts. I caress them all over and pinch your nipples, leaning forward whilst still deep inside you I bite each nipple knowing that it'll drive you crazy. With your knees still bent we kiss again, each thrust going deeper then the last. You look into my eyes once again and beg me to fuck you hard. Knowing how much you love to be fucked I start fucking you deep but gently, as the speed increase so does the intensity. I can feel you finger nails digging into my arse. Are bodies become one as we fuck, each deep penetration felt by both of us and each one getting us closer to that special moment. With one final deep hard thrust I cum deep inside you, the feel of my cum filling your insides sends you over the edge, you pull me closer into you and your body twists and turns underneath me as the climax spreads though your body. As we lay in each others arms you kiss me and whisper 'Welcome home'. Welcome Home I was flying back home on a business trip and was glad when I heard the pilot say over the PA system for the "Flight Crew, Please secure the cabin for landing". Minutes later, I hear the flaps extend and the landing gear extend down. The plane banked sharply and then straightened out and began the final approach to the airport. Once the plane was on the ground, I turned my cell phone on and sent my wife a text message saying that I was on the ground and to expect me at baggage claim in 20 minutes or so. I left the plane and headed to baggage claim to retrieve my bags. It had not been a long trip, so I only had one bag to pick up. Soon the bags started to arrive on the turnstile and not too long afterwards, mine came through the chute. I stepped up to the edge and picked it up, checked the tag and headed to the door. I called my wife and said "I've found my bag and am headed out to the arrivals loop." She replied "I'm in the covered parking deck level 2 and she gave the section location. "OK I'll be there in a few minutes." I said. Usually, she would loop around and pick me up at the arrivals pickup area, but this time was different. I took the escalators to the parking deck and walked into the covered parking decks and up to level 2. Where was she? I wondered as I walked through the aisles. Way down one row, I saw my SUV and started walking toward it. As I approached it, I didn't see her. She wasn't in the drivers seat. I walked up to the rear of the car to put my bags inside and tapped on the window. I heard the locks release with a click and I twisted the handle to open the rear window. Inside, she was laying down in the back, totally naked, with a large rubber dildo sticking out of her pussy and two little nipple suckers on her nipples. She was pushing that dildo into her pussy, looking into my eyes, watching my face for my reaction. I closed the rear door and took my bag around to the side and put itin the passenger door and climbed inside, closing the door behind me. The back seat had been removed and the center passenger seat was folded down, leaving a large space for a thick blanket to lay on. She had planned out her mission well. I quickly lay down next to her, putting one arm around her, and putting my other hand down on the dildo. I kissed her and pushed the dildo deep inside her steamy pussy until she groaned into my kiss. I slowly retracted the dildo, feeling her pussy grab its sides as it came out. This was a dildo that had wide and narrow rings up its length. Every time her pussy got a narrow part, it felt like it gripped it. It had to stretch again to get the wider part out, to get to the next narrow part. it was a big one, probably nearly three inches across and ten inches long. It just kept coming out. We broke our kiss and she said "I got here a little early and decided to get ready. Are you horny too, honey?" I said "Yes, very. I never expected you to follow through on my fantasy and fuck me at the airport." "Wasn't part of your fantasy going through the toll booth knowing that your cum was inside me?" she asked. "Yes, slowly leaking out of your pussy." I said. She said "You better get your pants off then. I've been here about 45 minutes playing with myself. I've already cum three times on the dildo. I like the way it really fills my pussy when I push it all the way in." I quickly undressed, watching her push the dildo into her pussy. Her pussy lips were pulled into her pussy every narrow ring and they popped back out after each wide part. She jerked with each ring slipping in or out. Her pussy has a tight section just inside her lips. From then on, it could swallow just about anything. That short tight section was absolutely amazing. It would pass a huge dildo or other object and shrink back to tighten around my cock later. Her inner thighs and pussy lips were soaking wet with her juice. I presented her with my cock, touching it to her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked my growing cock into her mouth. I love to see her lips wrapped around my cock. My cock grew another couple of inches in response. She's pulling my cock deep, while driving that dildo in her pussy. I was torn, I wanted to keep watching her and feeling her suck my cock, wanted to fill her mouth with cum, and wanted to feel her horny pussy swallow my cock while sucking her nipples and kissing her. Which should I do? I reached down and slowly pulled out her dildo, feeling her pussy grab it multiple times, until the tip came into view. "Are you ready for me?" I asked. "Sure, I've been ready!" she replied. So I moved on top of her, sliding my cock over her pussy lips. As I moved back up, my cock lined up on her pussy and sank deep inside her. She pulled her legs up and rotated her hips and I drove my cock all the way in. Her pussy was very hot, like molten honey around my cock. "Welcome home babe!" she said when I finally got all the way in. I used my hand to pull on one of the nipple suckers. It didn't want to let go, and pulled her breast up by the nipple. Finally the suction broke and her breast fell down. I lowered my lips to her nipple and pulled it into my mouth. I batted her hard nipple back and forth with my tongue. I love how hard her nipples get when they are teased. I guess she used the nipple suckers to suck on them before I got there, to make them hard for me. I started picking up the pace of my cock and she kept her hips in perfect time. I would pull my cock almost all the way out and slip it back inside, over and over. It felt so nice. She put her hands on my hips and was pulling me down, driving me deeper. I could hear her moaning quietly when I bottomed out, each time. I knew she was approaching another orgasm. I adjusted my strokes, longer and harder each time, driving her over the top. She finally hard came for me, and watching her pleasure pushed me over the edge, cumming deep inside her pussy. I drove my cock over and over into her, shooting another spurt of cum inside with each each stroke. I came a lot. She had just fulfilled a long time fantasy for me and I was very turned on. I lay there for a few seconds, with my cock resting in her soaking pussy, kissing her neck, fondling her tits, just enjoying the moment. My spent cock slowly deflated and withdrew from inside her pussy. "We better get rolling since they are charging us by the hour here. My first three orgasms cost us four bucks." Reluctantly, I rolled off of her and gazed down her body, past her tits, down to her pussy lips, where my cum was smeared all around. I reached down and slid a couple of fingers inside her and withdrew a sample of our juices. I brought it to my mouth for a taste.... Sweet and salty... She pulled on her top over her bare breasts, her hard nipples making large bumps in her blouse. She stepped out of the car wearing only her blouse, and then slipped into her skirt, walked to the front passenger door and hopped in the front seat. "Come on! Now is not the time to sleep!" she said. I got up and pulled my clothes back on and climbed into the driver seat. I fired up the SUV and headed out of the parking deck. Everything seemed so bright, having been inside the darkness of the parking deck for a while. I paid the parking attendant and headed out on the main highway, on the hour trip home. She was reclining in the passenger seat as we went through the toll plaza, headed home. She pulled her skirt back up revealing the big dildo, sunk deep inside her pussy. It was coated with my cum and her juices, slick in the afternoon sunlight. All the rest of the way home, she was cumming on that big dildo. It was a wild ride to try to keep my eyes on the road while keeping up with the sexy scene going on in the passenger seat. In and out it went. One hand on that dildo and her other hand on her clit, she came over and over. I don't know how many times she came on the way home but it was amazing. I love to see her cum. I love to make her cum. I love the fact that she knows how to make herself feel good. I told her "Hey, save some of that for me!" She replied "I will, there is plenty to go around. The kids are out for the afternoon, and I expect you'll be very hard again and turned on by the time we get home. You've had your fantasy lived out, now it's time for mine." "What is your fantasy?" I asked. "You'll find out when we get home." she replied. But that's another story... Welcome home I have come home from my day at work, and as usual you are there to greet me. This time you have a mischievous smile on your face. After a brief embrace, you tell me to go relax and take a shower, and that you have a surprise for me. I am only in the shower for a few minutes, when the curtain is pushed to the side and you step in with me. Again we embrace. The hot water turning our flesh red from the heat, we lock in a passionate kiss. Our hands struggle to touch every part of our partners body at once. Your hand wanders lower and grasps my cock. You can feel it coming to life in your hand. All at once you separate yourself from me. You grab the soap and begin washing my chest, and my arms. Despite my protests as I attempt in vain to kiss your neck and breasts, you turn me to face away from you, and begin to wash my back. Leaning down to wash my legs, you reach around my body and begin to wash my cock. As you continue this soapy massage, you stand and push your breasts against my back. Our skin is slick from the suds. Your arms entwining my body, you stroke me while lightly biting into my back and shoulders. As you feel the orgasm building inside me, you turn me around and take me deep in your mouth. The water still spraying down on us, as you fluidly alternate stroking and sucking me. I let you know I am about to cum by grabbing the back of your head. You force my rigid length far down your throat, feeling the pulse as I empty my load directly into you. Gently, you continue to stroke me. Licking my tip to make sure you have every drop. I semi-collapse against the shower wall. Clearly spent. Standing, you kiss me on the cheek and whisper in my ear "Don't be long. There is more". You smile at me again as you leave the shower. I take my time finishing my shower, and drying off. I don't bother getting dressed before I walk to the bedroom. Lying on the bed, you see me in the doorway and subtly put your hand up as if to say "wait". I do as directed, waiting to see what happens next. I realize there is someone else in the room. It's a woman. Her back is to me as she approaches the bed. I am not sure if she is aware of my presence, but she has not acknowledged that I am there. She crawls up from the foot of the bed, slowly kissing and caressing her way up your body. The atmosphere in the room turns electric as her lips meet yours. Her hands explore your body, and your hands hers. She begins to kiss down your body. Again, her hands move against your skin, setting you on fire. You whimper softly as she begins to taste you. Right away your body arches as you begin to orgasm. She takes her time, working magically. Every time you start to settle down you begin to squirm in the sheets again. She takes her time on you. Your face is flushed when you pull her head up toward you. Her face and lips are wet with your sex. You pull her toward you and taste yourself on her tongue. Faster than one would expect, you flip her onto her back and straddled her face in a sixty-nine position. I cannot see what you are doing from where I am standing, but from her reaction I can see that it's working. You stay hovered over her face by a few inches, keeping yourself just out of her reach. She gives up her struggle to reach you and begins kissing and nibbling on the inside of your legs. I'm not sure when I moved further into the room. I'm also not sure when I got hard again. Without even opening her eyes, this mystery woman reaches up and grabs my cock. I'm a bit shocked as I didn't realize how close I was. She cracks a thin smile as she strokes my length. Pulling me closer, she takes me into her mouth. I grab onto your hips for support as I rock back and forth, slowly fucking her mouth. Removing me from her mouth she teases your clit with the tip of my cock. I move just slightly, and push myself into you. I hold it in deep without moving while mystery girl alternates her attention from my balls, and your clit. She pushes me out of you and takes me back into her mouth. This is done several times before you get up and push me down on the bed. The two of you seem to be having a competition of "who can fit more of me in her mouth". I'm okay with this. While one of you pushes her head down on me, the other licks and sucks my balls. The only things I can do is keep saying "OH MY GOD!". You quietly whisper something into her ear, then continues to suck me. She pushes me flat on the bed and puts me into a sixty-nine position. Although I cannot see, I can tell the two of you have resumed alternating sucking and licking me as she lowers herself onto my face. I greedily lick and suck on her clit, and trying to explore anything I can reach. Her weight shifts as she grinds herself on my face, trying to fuck herself with my tongue. I don't realize the sucking has stopped until I feel your hand gripping my shaft. I can feel you lowering yourself onto me, slowly at first but as you develop a rhythm your pace quickens. I secretly wish I was a fly on the wall, as this has got to be the hottest fucking thing anyone has ever seen. Mystery woman climbs off my face. I immediately pull you down toward me to kiss you. You indulge me for only a moment. Our lips meet and our tongues twist together. You push yourself back up in order to keep the quick pace of your ride. Mystery woman sits next to us, kissing and caressing our bodies. She stands up and walks behind you. Kissing your shoulders and neck, still caressing you she begins to move you up and down my cock with the rhythm you have been keeping, pushing you harder down onto me. I start to feel the tension build inside me and I ask if you are going to swallow my cum again. You both just smile and continue your motion. As I grab a hold of your legs and tell you I'm going to cum, our friend pushes you down onto me, as if I could get any deeper. You can feel my hot cum shooting inside you. Our bodies shudder together as we share our orgasms. The three of us collapse in a pile of sweat and sex. I'm not sure how long I have been asleep, but when I wake up I am in the bed alone. I can hear voices coming from the other room. The shower is running. I wander into the bathroom. The two of you are washing each other. I'm peeking through just to watch. When she lathers your skin, she starts to kiss you again. Passionately. I start to feel a stir inside me, and I can't help but to touch myself. I'm surprised I'm able to get hard again, but watching this voyeuristic fantasy is bringing out something in me. I step into the shower, and you kiss me warmly. Your hands feel good around me. The three of us mingle together in the shower, washing and petting each other. Mystery woman whispers in your ear, but all I can hear is "Can I......?". This makes you giggle a little bit, and you say yes. The two of you direct your attention to me once again as the three of us come to a close embrace. We take turns trading passionate kisses, holding each other close. I keep trying to touch either one of you, but my reach is blocked every time. You tell me this is all for me, and to keep my hands to myself. Our friend sits on the side of the tub and takes me into her mouth while you continue to kiss me. I am so hard I feel like I will burst from my skin. She stands up, still holding onto my cock, she spins around and tries to push herself onto me. Surprised by this, I back away. We both turn to you, her out of frustration, and me for reassurance. You put your hand on me and nod. Your smile tells me more than your nod. With her back still turned, she again pushes herself against me. I can tell by the tightness she is putting me in her ass. With at first just the head of my cock entering her, she pauses for only a moment before she begins to rock back and forth. Taking my hard cock deeper into her as she goes. She soon has me buried completely inside her. She pauses for another moment to take in this sensation. You alternate between kissing her and kissing me. I can see that your hand is in front of her, massaging her pussy while she grinds herself on me. The three of us move together in a symphony of moans. I feel myself getting closer to Cuming, and I stop letting her do all the work. I push faster and deeper into her. I pull you close and kiss you deep as I cum inside her. We stand breathless as the now cool water beats down on us. As if nothing has happened, we all silently wash each other. After rinsing off, I climb into bed and fall fast asleep. Welcome Home I've been pacing in the living room for quite some time now. I know you won't be home for at least another hour. I can't help it, though. Every once in awhile I get in a mood like this. Where I seemingly out of nowhere am gripped with this need to be ravaged by you. I'm not really sure why. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to it. I really don't care, either. I just want you. I sit and try to distract myself. Unfortunately, the mind of a horny woman doesn't stray far from the subject of what's ailing her. I keep catching myself casually petting the tops of my breasts, stroking my thighs, and rubbing the growing heat between my legs. My clothes feel offensive to my sensitive skin and I long to remove them. But I continue to wait patiently. I want you to be the one to remove them from my body. Finally! Thank god! I see your car pull into the driveway. Eagerly I close the blinds and wait by the door like an excited puppy. You appear a bit surprised to see me waiting for you. "Hey, baby," you start. But I cut you off with my lips before you can say anything else. The depth of my kiss tells you all you need to know. With a knowing look in your eye you set your keys on the table and kick your shoes into the corner. You pull me in for another slow, deep kiss. My hands travel down the length of your body to the stiffening bulge in your pants. I drop to my knees and unzip your pants. Your proud erection springs out to meet me. I admire it for a moment. God, you have such a beautiful cock. I drop my gaze a bit lower to your balls. Leaning forward, I run my tongue in little circles around each of them. You give a throaty grunt of satisfaction when i suck them gently into my mouth one at a time. I release my hold on your balls and look up at you. My tongue licks the length of your shaft and I watch your eyelids flutter closed in ecstasy. You did always like to be licked. You've told me that the feel of my tongue anywhere on your body shoots waves of pleasure through you. I am more than happy to oblige you in this. After giving your member a thorough tongue bath I wrap my lips around it and slide it into my mouth. The low groan you let out makes my pussy flood with my juices. I can't wait to feel you inside of me. My mouth gives your cock treatment it deserves. I make sure to use as much of my mouth as possible, not just my lips. I love feeling how firm you are in my mouth. I push you as far back onto my throat as I can possibly take it and just hold you there. I let you feel my throat contracting around the head, my tongue gliding along the base and shaft. Your fingers grip my hair and you hold me there, your cock throbbing, your breath quick and shallow. You look down at me on my knees, your staff in deep in my mouth and you shudder. But you don't come just yet. You break my hold on you and motion for me to stand up. Holding my gaze, you pull my shirt over my head, unhook my bra, and slide it from my shoulders. You slide my pants and panties down my legs. After undressing yourself, you push me back to my knees and motion for me to turn around.You kneel behind me and wrap your arms around me, holding me to you. My back leans against your chest while you explore my body with your hands. Your run them along my sides, across my belly, around each of my breasts. You take your time, nuzzling my neck and nibbling my ear lobes. You cup my tits in your hands and tease my nipples with your thumbs. You know exactly how much this drives me crazy. I arch my back, pushing my ass against your thick cock and my breasts high into the air. Your nimble thumbs keep caressing my nipples, though. Lightly stroking, sending bolts of pleasure directly between my thighs. You pinch them lightly, roll them between your fingers, and succeed in making me cry out and beg for you to please fuck me. "Sssshhh," you whisper in my ear, "Good things come to those who wait." In any other situation I would tell you how corny that sounded. But in this moment it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard. I whimper and writhe my body against yours. You wrap one arm firmly around my waist and move the other down between my legs. You groan, "God, you're so fucking wet," when your fingers brush against my pussy. You easily slip two fingers onto my dripping pussy and slowly, lazily begin to pump them in and out of me. My head falls back on your shoulder and I moan. With the way you're positioned the palm of your hand rubs my aching clit every time you move your fingers. I want to come so badly! But you won't let me. You manage to keep rubbing my clit, but not provide enough consistent pressure to finish me. I can feel my juices trickle down my right thigh. As if this wasn't torture enough, you move your other hand from my waist and move it back to my tits. Between your fingers playing with my nipples, your fingers in my cunt, and your palm teasing my clit, I'm nearly in tears with built up frustration. Finally, you take pity on me and gently push on my shoulders until I'm on all fours. The feeling of you filling me up is incredible! I glance over my shoulder and see you staring transfixed at my ass bouncing up and down. You love to watch me ride your cock. Without waiting to be told I move to your favorite position - shoulders to the ground, ass high in the air. You give my butt an appreciative slap. I know you're getting close so I ride you harder. Your fingers grip my hips so hard it almost hurts. But I don't mind. I reach down and stroke my clit so that I can come on your cock. This is probably my favorite thing. I can't get enough of it. My little clit is so swollen and needs release so badly! With the feel of your amazing dick stroking my pussy and my fingers working my clit, it's not long before I'm ready. My body tenses up, my breath comes out in little gasps. Feeling explodes from my clit and I scream and moan over and over. My pussy grips you tighter when I come, which just sends you closer to the edge. "Come on, baby. Please come for me," I plead. You cry out and fill me up with your come. Shuddering, you lay your head on my back, gulping for air. I tilt my head back and tenderly kiss your neck. "Welcome home, baby." Welcome Home A new romance has inspired me to write short stories, I have never done this before so any pointers and positive criticisms are welcome. I hope you enjoy. Welcome home.......... You have been waiting, dressed in a sexy lacy teddy and suspenders, all hidden by a dress, your hair put in pig tails because you know I love that. I walk in the door; the look in your eyes betrays your desire. You push me hard against the closed door, kissing me hard, passionately. Your hands are clawing at my shirt and trousers. Lifting my shirt over my head, you kiss my mouth hard, and then start to move down my neck, chest and stomach; your hands have undone my trousers. You have released me; now you are on your knees now, in a worship position. With a sly smile you begin to lick my hardening cock and assail my balls. Firm yet softly you take one ball at a time in your mouth, sucking them in. your tongue caressing me continuously, slowly you start to lick up my shaft, from base to tip and back down again. You're enjoying this. I'm moaning softly, enjoying your touch, highly aroused. You once again lick up my cock, reaching the head, playfully you kiss and lick me, allowing your lips to surround the head of my cock but never allowing it in. I am wild with desire now, my eyes burning, you see this, looking at me you see I am going crazy, I want my cock in your mouth, and you look back at me, eyes smiling. You are in control; you know it and you love it. Leaning back you undo the zip from your dress and slip it down your body revealing to me your secret attire. Looking amazing in red and black lacy undergarments; slowly you slip off the teddy and unclip your bra, revealing to me your perfect breasts and nipples erect with arousal. I just want to grab you and take you now. I reach for you but you won't allow me. You return to me, straight to the tip of my cock. Wet kisses and firm licks drive me insane, I want my cock inside your mouth, you continue the teasing; sliding your tongue up and down my length, savouring every inch. When you reach the tip again you allow me to slip into your mouth just slightly. Teasing me around my head with playful lips and tongue, you sense now is the time, with your lips around me you begin to slowly move up and down my now rigid cock. Every stroke taking more and more of my length, this feels amazing. You hear me softly groan and a "fuck" mutters from my lips. After all the build-up and teasing, you know it won't take long; increasing the intensity and pace you apply just the right suction and pressure that drives me wild. My knees are weakening, my body racked with pleasure. You sense this and slow down your ministrations; you want this to last. Once again your tongue bathes my length and pleasures my balls. You are amazing. Again you take me in your warm wet mouth, this is the home stretch now, you have been waiting for this all day, and are going to make sure you get the prize. Applying firm yet soft suction to me you increase the pace, you can feel my cock twitching in your mouth. This gives you much satisfaction. I can feel it coming, you can sense me nearing climax, maintaining your attack on me, you sense the moment is imminent, with a load groan "oh fuck Marian" escapes my lips, you feel my cock expand and pulse in your mouth, delivering hot salty cum. You continue to suck on me, draining me. Making sure you savour every drop. I am weakened at the knees, heart pounding. As I soften you make your way back up my body. Gently kissing me, allowing me to enjoy the euphoria. I want you now, bad. I lead you across the room to the lounge, forcefully pushing you back. No messing around this time. I tear your knickers away from your hips, slip them over your feet and throw them. Immediately my mouth meets your pussy, growling and humming I engorge myself, kissing hard, my tongue probing deeply. You are so wet, my cheeks and chin are soon coated in your juices. Probing with my tongue I feel your pussy clamping me, first one then two fingers find themselves inside you. You shudder and moan loudly as I reach the spot. That place that is sacred, that drives you insane. I apply the pressure with one finger and stroke with the other. My tongue maintaining a steady rhythm on your engorged clit; it doesn't take long and your whole body flexes in orgasm, your pussy clamping my fingers. I climb myself up to your mouth, kissing hard; you can taste yourself on my lips. I knead and pinch your nipples and breasts. With one smooth movement I am inside you, entirely. For a time I remain motionless, enjoying the feel of you. Slowly I start to move in and out, flexing my hard cock on every inward stroke to invigorate your g-spot. The tension is high, I withdraw, and then slowly insert just the head of my cock, teasing, again and again and again I just enter, sometimes an inch sometimes more, teasing, playing, and enjoying the sensations. You want me wholly, fully inside again. I relinquish to your desire. Gradually the tempo increases, I can feel your pelvic bone against me, telling me I am deep as I can go. The feeling is amazing, we're speaking through minds and touch right now. I feel your breath on my neck, your heart beating against mine. The energy is immense, harder and faster I continue; your pussy feels so wet, warm and inviting. Like home. Intensifying in pleasure we are nearing finality. Our sweat is mixing together, our kisses harder to get between breaths; more and more intense is the feeling, building, growing, intensifying. I feel your body convulsing as you enter another orgasm, your pussy clamping on me so hard I struggle to move within you, this sets me right off. My body goes rigid as you feel my cock expanding inside you with the pressure; I empty myself for a second time within the hour. Together we climax, drowning in endorphins, high with ecstasy. This is magical. Lazing into you my head against your chest I hearing your heart pounding, we both feel ecstatic, satisfied. I'm thinking; how lucky am I to have such a glorious, sexy, beautiful, amazing woman in my arms. As I soften, still inside you, I want to stay like this forever. Welcome Home I turn the car engine off, and sit for a moment, collecting my thoughts. My head is spinning, I feel as if I am drunk. I get out the car taking a deep breath; I knock on your front door. The excitement of seeing you again, is already making my hard. Just as I try and regain my composure, you open the door. The sight that greats me takes my breath away. For a second I stand speechless, like a rabbit trapped in the glare of car headlights. Your petite toned size 8 frame is bronzed from the sun, and your skin seems to shimmer in the light. Your eyes are more piercing than ever, a pair of high heels accentuates your amazing slender legs. A black short skirt hugs your hips, as if it were a second skin. A figure hugging red blouse matches your lip stick. It is only partially done up, showing a glimpse of your pert breasts. I push the door closed with my foot. You have that glint in eye, and you know what you have done to me already. I kiss you deeply, you respond instantly. Your tongue swirls around mine, I draw breath, and the smell of your perfume ignites the fuse. I grab your shoulders pushing you against the hall wall, kissing you harder. My hands are now on your hips, quickly moving upwards under your blouse, your skin is so soft and smooth. With one hand I find your right nipple, and twist it a little between my thumb and fore finger. You let out a sigh, as it hardens in my fingers. My other hand draws you closer, I can feel the heat from your body as your groin pushes against me. Somehow we have made it into the dining room, and you are now perched on the edge of the table. Your legs wrapped tightly around my waist, you look up at me, with a glint in your eye. My hands reach for the buttons of your blouse. Pure lust takes over and I pull the front of it apart. Buttons fly everywhere; raw passion has taken over now. My hands are in the arch of your back, pulling you upwards. My mouth closes on each of your nipples in turn. I can hear your breathing change, as your hands find their way between us. You undo my jeans and release my rigid cock, from its confined space. My nerve endings tingle as I try and regain control. My hand is now at the top of your silky thighs, as I pushing your skirt higher. I run my hand across the front of your thong; your juices have already soaked into the thin material, making it warm to the touch. I now have a dull ache; deep down in my groin. I need to be inside you, adrenaline surges through my whole body. With a single tug your skirt hits the floor. Closely followed by your now sodden thong, I push you back onto the table. In an instance my fingers are at your entrance pushing inside. I thrust them inside you deeper and faster, with each movement. As they thrust further into you your body shudders beneath me. "I need you now," you cry out. I push into you in one swift movement; your eyes are fixed deeply onto mine. I thrust deeper into your pussy, your velvet walls close around me tighter drawing me further into you. Your juices are gushing from deep with you, coating my balls in your sweet nectar. My hands grip you waist a little tighter, pulling you closer until I can go no deeper. I thrust harder and faster, with each stroke. Your hands grip my shoulders your nails dig into my skin. The forthcoming sense of release is so intense. "I can't hold on any longer, "you scream, out loudly. Just hearing those words sends me other the edge. I lose control slamming into you one last time. A gasp escapes my lips as I pump hot semen deep into you. Your pussy walls clamp onto me tightly, milking every last drop from within me. Both my legs lock themselves rigid, I have to hold onto the table to steady myself. The sweet smell of sex is intoxicating, my head is spinning, you raise your head. "I want more," you murmur, breathlessly. I lean forward and kiss you slowly; you look at me and smile. Your eyes are alight as if a fire is burning behind then. "Now "you moan, there's urgency to your voice. I kiss slowly down your body stopping briefly, to suck on your nipples and then lower still. My hands tracing the curves of your body, until I am knealing infront of your pussy. I stop for a second and take in the beautiful sight in front of me. Your lips are swollen and red, a mixture of our juices glisten in the light as they trickle down onto your toned thighs. My fingers slowly tease your lips apart. I lean forward letting my tongue darts across the nub of your engorged clit.Your hands grab hold of the back of my head pulling me into you. I push my thumb deep into you, swirling it around inside you, as your walls clamp hold. My other hand finds the small of your back and I pull you closer towards me. Your clit is now between my lips, the tip of my tongue flicking hard against you your swollen nub. I feel your thighs begin to tremble, you are so close. "I'm on the edge fuck me," you cry out. In one swift movement I spin you onto your front, and for the second time I push hard into you. Your pussy contracts holding me like a vice, your whole body is trembling. Your hands are gripping the edge of the table, you push back hard as my balls hit your outer lips. I draw back slightly; my hands grip your hips. As I thrust into you one last time, pumping long jets of cum deep into you. Your body shudders and jolts, as your orgasm courses through your body, juices floods from you like a wave breaking on a beach, running down by shaft over my balls splashing onto my thighs. Your body relaxes and a huge sigh escapes your lips, I withdraw spent and exhausted. I lift you up and you sit astride me. A mixture of our juices trickling into my lap from your swollen pussy, I gently put my hand between your legs catching the nectar in the palm of my hand. I lift it up to your mouth and smiling wryly you suck my fingers dry. I lean forward and kiss you. "Welcome home, "I whisper, in your ear. Welcome Home It's finally the day you're coming back from your trip. It's been a whole week, and you've been so busy and so stressed out from work that you've barely had the time or energy for more than a quick email or text to say goodnight, none of the spicy little notes we usually exchange when we're apart, none of the late-night phone sex sessions we've gotten so good at to take the edge off. I've been making good use of some of my favorite adult sites to keep my frustration down to a bearable simmer, but it's not the same as your warm hands on my body, your lips on my nipples, your cock in my mouth. I spent last night thinking about what I would do when I pick you up from the train station; I thought we deserved something a little special. I decided to put on a skirt and a pair of panties I ordered last week so I would have something to tempt you with, very skimpy and crotchless. They are the least comfortable underwear imaginable, but it will be worth it; while you're driving us home, I can start to play with myself. I'll entice you and arouse you until you can't stand it anymore. We'll pull over and you can fit your fingers, and maybe your tongue, through the slit. I drive to the station and see your train come in. I forgot how good it feels to feel your arms around me. My heart starts pounding, with happiness at seeing you and excitement of what we're about to do. We pick up your bags, and chat a little about your trip until we get to the car. You say you're tired from the trip and want me to take the wheel, not exactly how I wanted it but I don't want to tell you my plan yet, so I get behind the wheel and we start the long drive home. After some time on the road, I'm horny enough to make a move, driving or not. You look beat, but I think I can get you interested. I slide my skirt up a little, so that the bottom of the panties just barely show. You slide your hand up my thigh and rest it there. So far, so good. I grin and trail one of my fingers up my thigh, and continue up, to the hole in my soaking panties. I slip a finger inside the hole and rub a little. I sigh, partially to tease you and partially because it feels so good. Now you're watching me. I keep stoking for a minute, until you push my hand away and replace it with your own. I feel you rubbing my clit; you insert one finger, then two. You move them in and out, wetter and wetter. I'm so excited I look for a place to pull off the road. After a few minutes, we see a strip mall with a big parking lot and decide to see if we can find a little privacy. I drive as far away from the stores as we can get; a corner of the lot has a couple of dumpsters and some trash, but no cars nearby. It's not romantic, but it'll do. I park and move the seat back as far as it will go; you unbuckle and bend down to reach me. I feel your warm, soft tongue and hot breath tickle me, you move my thighs a little farther apart to get better access. You push your tongue far up inside me. I don't know which of us is enjoying it more: I know how much you love the way I taste. You keep fucking me with your tongue, through the hole in my underwear, the sexiest thing I've ever felt. I don't care that we're near the dumpsters, in a car, in public, in broad daylight. I just enjoy the licking and the sucking. Finally, I come, the way I always do, writhing and bucking as if I'm trying to get away, but you know that's the last thing I want. You hold me tight and keep up the pressure. It's so intense I almost can't stand it; it seems to go on forever. Finally I'm done; I fall back against the seat, my skirt pulled up around my waist, too spent to worry about covering myself up. After a minute, when I can breathe again, I lean over and kiss you hard, tasting myself on your tongue. I tell you to buckle up; I want to get you home fast so I can thank you properly. Welcome Home I jumped out of bed when my alarm rang. The day had finally arrived, he was finally coming home. I took my time showering, the heat from the water sending waves of pleasure through my body. I shaved my legs and made sure that there was no trace of hair from the Brazilian wax the day before. I slipped into my new red lacy panties and bra before wearing a black dress that would show off my size e breasts and a hint of red from my bra. I fixed my blonde hair into a messy bun and applied my red lipstick, while putting on my black heels. He had been gone for months. The last month was the hardest, the time difference unbearable and I craved him more than ever. I was like a child, the anticipation was driving me insane. I could feel my panties getting wet thinking about the moment I would see him. My heart was beating out of my chest when I was standing at the arrival lounge. I saw him in the distance, tall and striking, his brown eyes searching for me in the crowd. I couldn't stop smiling. It felt like an eternity from when I had spotted him to when he was standing beside me. He scooped up my face and we kissed frantically. Wanting and needing each other, right there and then. We briefly took our hands off each other while he waited for his luggage. I excused myself and went to the bathroom and slipped off my underwear. I found him at the carousel and covered his eyes. I whispered in his ear "I have a present for you" as I stuffed my panties into his pocket. I felt so alive with desire. The drive to his house was going to kill me. He spun me around and slide his tongue over my lips before he explored my mouth and my body tingled. We walked to my car, talking all about his trip and what I had been doing while he was away. As I sat down in the driver's seat, my skirt crept up, I consciously decided to keep it there and see how long until he was hard. While I drove we held hands and I placed them in his lap so I could feel movement. He took my lead and guided my hand over the bulge in his pants. I sighed. There was so much build up with his return, I longed for him to make me feel how he used to, precious, like a rare gem that he found. Exploring my body, registering my every move. The pleasure, the pain that created even more pleasure. The sex haze was thick and I couldn't get enough. When we finally reached his house, he carried me from the car to the bedroom. I kept kissing his cheeks, declaring how much I missed him and how ecstatic I was for him to be home. He threw me onto the bed, lifted up my dress and pull down his pants all in the same motion. He slid his hand in between my legs. "You're so wet baby, I know you need it now." He quickly shoved his dick inside of me and I crumbled onto the bed. My pussy contracted around his dick. I wasn't going to let it go. He pulled my hair as he fucked me intensely. I would turn around so he could see how much I wanted it. "Who's my dirty little slut?" "I am baby, I am." It didn't take him long until he pumped his cum into me. I laid on my back, so he could see me, fishing his seed out of my pussy, so I could taste him. I then got on the floor on my knees to suck him clean. The build up and electricity was far from over, but I decided to let my baby sleep. So I pulled him up and put him to bed. It wasn't long however until I could feel his big dick in my back, waiting to explore me more. He unhooked my bra and told me how much he had missed my tits. "I dreamt about them, I love them in my face, I have longed to slap and bite them. I want you to scream in pain baby, while I feel your juices flow. I have to be tough on you or you won't feel it." "Yes baby." Was all I could reply. I gave myself to him, he would choose my path of pleasure. It wasn't long until I felt his body weight on top of me. His hands running through my hair as he was kissing my lips. This was the gentle part, the part where he would fuck me as deep as he could in a long slow motion, until I begged for it to be faster and harder. It wasn't long until that did happen. "Baby, I need it hard. Slap my big tits. Bite them." He climbed out of me and rolled over. He started with two fingers exploring my cunt, while he took his other hand and mouth to cause damage on my hard nipples. "You like that, don't you?" He whispered in my ear. "You know I do baby." I moaned back while thrusting against his hand for more. He entered three fingers and then four. I screamed in pleasure while he pinched my nipples. I was on the verge of ecstasy, as he finger fucked me. "Cum, you dirty slut." This pushed me over the edge and my whole body shuddered. We laid next to each other totally exhausted. He was finally home, I was sure that after some sleep we would worship each other over and over again. Welcome Home It was half eight in the evening and I was just slipping on his black shirt, the one that he'd worn that day and still smelled like him. I turned my head to the side and inhaled his scent from the collar, which I was now turning down and straightening out. His smell alone got me a little excited, knowing full well that within the hour I would be surrounded by it, smothering me and making me his even more that I already am. I removed the clip from my hair, letting it fall loose over my shoulders. It curled a bit at the bottom, having been up in a bun all day. Moving to the bed, I sat down so that I could pull on my thigh highs, taking the time to appreciate the feel of the thin material on my skin. I couldn't help myself imagining how his hands would feel if he were to slide them over my legs to pull them off. Though I knew this would never happen. He would leave them on and no doubt choose positions to allow him a perfect view of my legs in the tights. Finally I was ready. He'd gone out to play football with the lads that afternoon, but had rung me an hour earlier to let me know when he would be home and apologise for being later than he originally thought. I'd already cleaned the flat and done any remaining studying hours before. I always missed him when he was out and tried to fill the day with chores and odd jobs, but there was never enough to do, especially at the weekend. And so I'd decided to surprise him with a nice welcome home. I'd picked a very simple outfit. Plain black, thin thigh highs, a plain black thong and bra set and then his black shirt over the top, which I'd buttoned once just under my boobs. Dinner was ready to go. I'd made sure to cook something that could sit in the oven and just be reheated ... after. I became very anxious, more through having to wait than anything. I tried to settle my mind by pottering around, making the already perfect bed, wiping down the already clean table and lighting a few more candles than absolutely necessary. Finally I heard his key in the door and wandered into the hall to meet him. He was distracted, taking off his shoes and putting them in the cupboard, but he caught sight of my feet in the tights and raised his eyes in question. When he saw what I was wearing he paused, a smug smile spreading across his face. He closed the distance between us in two steps, pulling my body in to fit his shape and crushing his lips onto mine. I clung to him, weaving my fingers into his hair so that he couldn't escape and pulled him to me more, as he proceeded to kiss my neck and jaw line. I could feel myself getting wetter and began to doubt that we would even make it to the bedroom, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall, undoing his belt buckle as he went. He pushed me roughly onto the bed, standing in front of me to admire the view, before pulling his shirt off a little bit too slowly for my liking. I thought maybe he was purposely teasing me. Bending over me he loosened the one done up button so he could kiss my stomach down to the top of my thong. My head rolled back, as the tingly sensation started to spread across my body, starting in the spots were he kissed me. It didn't take him long to remove every item of clothing I was wearing, except the thigh highs, exactly as I'd predicted. Before I knew what was happening he'd discarded his own trousers and was holding himself above me, trapping me beneath him. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my slit. He kissed me ferociously, biting my lip to remind me who I belonged to and in the same moment pushed inside me to the hilt. I gasped, loving his possession of me. I'd never felt so loved by anyone before him. He seemed desperate, his pace fast from the word go. He leaned his arm over my neck, forcing my head back and my back to arch. After a while, I felt a sharp pain radiating from my nipple. Straining to look over his arm I noticed him pinching it. He stared at me a moment, daring me to defy him and when I said nothing, the smug smile returned. "Roll over", he demanded. I did as I was told, crawling onto my hands and knees, positioning myself on the edge of the bed to allow him better access. He ran his hand over my calves, up my thighs and stopped when he reached my arse. Rubbing his hands in small circles on my cheek, I began to moan, anxious for him to be inside me. Slap! He brought his hand down on my arse hard. I yelped and looked over my shoulder. His response to my wide eyes was to whack me again. The pain was nice in a way, but I enjoyed it mainly because it stated his complete control of me, that I would let him hurt me and not even question it. He thrust back into me, making me moan with relief. The steady pace of his thrusts combined with the spanking I was getting pushed me closer and closer to the point of orgasm. But he knew me too well. As I got close he grabbed my hair, pulling me upright onto my knees. The change in pressure stopped me from going over the edge. I groaned, but didn't complain as he started to play with my boobs and tweak my nipples. After a few minutes of this, he pushed me away from himself and circled his finger in the air, indicating that he wanted me to roll onto my back. He stayed where he was though, so I placed my feet on the edge of the bed and pushed my hips up to meet his. Grabbing my arse, he pulled me to him, entering me once more and quickened his pace, until I began to moan and thrust upwards to meet him. "Touch yourself", he ordered. I rubbed my clit, moving my finger in tiny circles. I could hear a groan building in his throat, as he reached inconceivable speeds. I screamed out, as I came around his dick. The pressure was too much for him and he pulled out, spraying his load over my chest, which was high in the air, due to the strength of my orgasm forcing me to arch my back. My orgasm reached it's peak as I felt his cum hit my skin, making it last longer. My back slumped back down onto the bed, as I came down. I looked up at him, loving him so completely in that moment. Nobody could make me feel as amazing as he did. He lifted my leg, so that he could nibble my calf through the tights, before leaving the room to go clean up, calling over his shoulder that I best not dare to take them off! Welcome Home I looked up longingly at my house as the cab dumped me out in front. It had been a long fucking day. I had been gone much longer than I had wanted to, extra meetings, that stupid storm that clogged all the flights going through the midwest. I spent most of the time at the lounge writing up the report for the client and trying to put out some of the fires that one of the idiots we contracted with had managed to ignite. I counted it as lucky that I had been able to get home at all, and just one day late instead of two or three. John was at work, he taught on Fridays until 5:30 at the university, he seemed to always get the crappy time slots but at least he was on his way to getting tenure. I lugged my suitcase up to our room. I have always loved the way we decorated it, a huge four poster bed with blue and white striped coverlets. There were pillows and chintz and a small sitting area around the hearth with chairs for reading and a settee. It is one of my favorite places in the house. On the square footrest was a carefully placed sash. I felt my knees get wobbly. We had plans this evening. After a few mental calculations and the memory of our text exchange earlier, I realized that our schedules were clear and my ever thoughtful and oh-so detail oriented John had orchestrated this time for us to play. I was glad that the weather hadn't disrupted these plans even more. I looked down to see the text that popped up on my phone. "I'll be home shortly. Prepare." I had texted him earlier telling him that I was almost home, that I needed to unwind. He knew I was looking straight at the strip of fabric on the padded square bench and he had already turned up the heat from his remote thermostat (damn that man loves his electronics). I had to laugh at his forethought. But oh shit, I realized I didn't have that much time. I couldn't think too much, I just had to move. Which was precisely what he wanted - me on that jittery edge of nerves. I dumped my clothes into the closet hamper, and quickly undressed, feeling grateful that I shaved earlier. I could feel my arousal start to ignite. I took a quick shower, not enough time to get my hair wet, just soap up and get the travel grime off. I toweled off, then sat down at my makeup chair. He likes the deep red purple lipstick that stains my lips and stays in place even when I suck him. I put it on carefully. There wasn't much time. I walked over to the settee at the end of our bed. He had pulled it out so that when I was on it, he could see me from any angle. Naked, I picked up the strip of fabric and slowly put it over my eyes and tied it behind me. Then I knelt on the padded bench, sitting on my knees, listening and getting more and more turned on. It was longer than I expected, but strangely like no time at all. I could hear him unlock the door downstairs, then I could feel his presence before I heard the door opening and the step of his shoes. Just the sound of him made me long for him. Despite the warmth of the room, my nipples were hard and yearning. He chuckled slightly when we came into the room. "What do we have here? You look ravishing darling." His resonant bass of a voice put a shiver into my body. He walked over, lightly put his hand against my neck and kissed me. If you could call the way he pushed his mouth into mine - claiming and devouring it. I could feel myself moan into him. He pulled back and told me he had missed me. "I missed you too", I said. Then I heard the box open. The box we don't open very often. The box that comes out when I put the blindfold on. When I say yes to him. I could hear him rustling through it. A ball gag went into my mouth. Not his normal way of doing things - this was different. I could feel him buckle it at the base of my neck. Then cuffs, normally those went on my wrists, but this time, he attached them to my elbows and linked them so that my arms were pulled back taut. He asked if it felt ok and I nodded. Still kneeling, I could feel the arch of my shoulders thrusting my tits forward. I felt exposed and vulnerable. He started massaging my shoulders and I felt myself sink into him, God, it had been a long week, I needed this break, I needed something to tell me to get back into my body instead of the constant ongoing firefighting and fixing stupid problems that my programmers didn't get right the first time. He walked away and I felt something flat and smooth glide against my skin. Fingers? No, the flat of a crop. Small little thing, so tiny and yet it managed to trace all along my body. "Do you want to please me my dear?" John's deep voice said. He knows I do. I nod. Yes, I do want to please him. "Say it out loud." "Yes, sir." I respond, mumbling around the gag in my mouth. "Then I will correct your position dear. I want your body to be exposed for me, opened up. Will you do that for me?" I nod again, yes, then correct myself by saying "Yes sir." into the gag. I think to myself, yes, yes, I will sink into a position that you want my body in. I can feel my pussy clenching. He taps at the inside of my thigh, I widen my legs. He taps a bit more, I widen more. He slides from the base of my spine, slowly up to the small hairs at the base of my neck. "Lengthen." John whispers. I feel my body reorganizing, straighter, more upright. He makes cooing noises, clucking "Such a good girl" as the flap of the crop goes under my chin so that my head tilts back. "And now I want to beat your tits my dear." He says as he leans down and kisses me against my ball gag. I have no choice but to let him lick at my red lips which are forced apart by the gag. I whimper. In my imagination, he smiles. "Tsk tsk" he says after I have melted into him. "Back into position dear" I open my legs, lengthen my spin, and arch my back with my head held high. "Oh good girl" he croons, "You look just delicious like that" His hand slides across my shoulders and along my spine, then down the other side along my breasts. He puts the keys into my hands behind my back and says, "If you need a safe word, just jingle those ok?" "Now those lovely little tits need some marks after a long day of traveling, don't they sweetie? I'm going to stripe them and pull on them and play with them so that when I finally suck them and bite them, you'll give it all up and be soaking wet for me. And if you're very good and do all that I tell you to, perhaps I'll fuck you. Are you going to be a good girl for me?" Fuck. His voice. Those words. I am transported into wanting. I love the forcefulness of his voice, John, the professor, the disciplinarian. "Yes, sir" I moan into the gag. Then I hear the slap of the crop against my left breast, the sound startles me. He starts slowly, tapping and slapping and making more noise than pain and I wriggle with the sensation. I love the way the blood starts to flow into my chest. My fingers are clenched around the keys in my hand and I adjust them so that they're easier to hold. "You ok?" he asks. "Yes sir" I nod from behind my gag. I can feel the drool on the side of my chin. He speeds up the intensity, tapping and slapping with the flat of the leather. He lands a particularly biting blow on my right nipple. I make a noise and feel the lines of pain surge towards my cunt. God it feels good. I'm losing track of my brain. The blows are faster and have more weight behind them now and my hips are moving with the blows. He starts moving down to my belly and slaps along my thighs. I feel pink and red and warm. My hips are moving, my neck is craning. I am breathing hard. He stops and unbuckles my gag and puts the keys to the side. Sliding his hands against my body, I lean into him, willing him to let me suck his cock, to bend for him to fuck me. Anything. His fingers slide along my jawline and I turn my head to suckle his fingers. He lets me and slowly slides his first two fingers into my mouth. "Suck them like you want to suck my cock" He knows how much I want him. He knows that my nipples are tightening at the thought of him using my mouth. He knows that I will beg to suck him. I give his fingers head, deep throating them and suckling them as if they were the cock that is hard and warm in his pants. What a vision I must be, drooling, kneeling and elbows tied together, wanting something and getting only what he gives me. "Back into position my dear." As he pulls his fingers out of my mouth. I moan and try to reorient myself, missing the feeling of him. I am unsteady but take a deep breath and spread my knees wide again, push out my tits and lengthen my spine. "Such a good girl" John croons behind me. "I love it when you do that for me." I hear him rummaging around the box and feel him behind me again. He winds the fingers of his left hand into the base of my hair and holds my spine. His right hand travels, possessively over my chest, grabbing and manipulating my tits. He likes squeezing them hard. He spanks them a few times. I want more. I feel him reach and then a clamp goes onto one nipple, then the other. A couple of clothespins. I sink in the sweet pain. He slaps my thigh so I open wider and arch further. He slides his fingers between the wet open folds of my cunt and chuckles in my ear, "You're such a wet little slut aren't you?" I feel pinned open like a flower. "You've been hungry for this all week haven't you?" I know he wants a response, so I say "Yes sir." - Hoping he will keep fingering me, give me what I want. I try not to move my hips, but I fail and whimper slightly. He touches me lightly, teasingly and avoids my hard, wanting clit. He dips his fingers into my cunt and then back out again. "Open your mouth." I open, thinking he will let me suck his fingers again, but instead he smears my juices around the outside of my mouth and onto my chin. He wants me to be able to smell the seawater of my cunt. I wonder if my lipstick has dried enough. "God you smell so good my sweet little slutty girl. I want you to smell your musk." Then he slowly kisses me, and I give him my tongue obediently. I'm amazed at how hot John can make me just by sucking my tongue and biting my lower lip. He demonstrated that particular talent on our first date. I have always loved kissing him. "I want you." I whisper to him when he stops. "I know you do dear, but I have more to do to you before I can fuck that sweet pussy of yours. I'm not done with your tits, but while I wait for the clips to do their work, lets get that ass nice and pink shall we?" I moan. Jesus the words this man uses go right to my clit. I can feel my heart pumping. He unclips my elbows and removes the cuffs telling me to get on all fours. My nipples throb and I move slowly. My limbs are stiff, so I stretch a bit while moving into position. He walks and I hear him rummaging through the box again. I lick my lips, tasting the leftovers of my juices. He says, "Down on your elbows. Get that ass high up in the air for me." I move into position and he walks around me, his palm running along my back and hip. He pushes down lightly, "Arch your back more." He walks to stand behind me, I can hear him unzipping his pants and taking off his shoes. My heart races, I turn my head to look even though I can't see through the blindfold. "Oh no sweetheart, you're not going to get fucked quite yet. I still have more to do to you." I whimper. "Spread your legs and show me that wet hungry slit of yours." If I listen, I can hear his fingers against his cock and I long to watch him stroking himself. "Such a pretty cunt you have. I love how horny you get when I tell you what to do. I love seeing you slutty and showing me how turned on you are. Have you been wet like this all week? Wet and wanting me while you're working so hard?" SLAP. The first spank hits me without warning. I moan and he keeps going, warming my ass, making my body move. With each spank I want him to hit closer and closer to my cunt, but he doesn't, he just warms my ass, each cheek getting their due. I feel wanton and ready, my cunt is begging. He told me once that his favorite thing to do is to see his handiwork on my ass when he's fucking me from behind, splitting me in two with that cock of his. It fits me like it was meant to be put inside only my body, curving upwards when he thrusts into just the right place. Now I'm thinking about him fucking me as he turns my ass red. It's hurting more and I can hear him hungry for me, his breath quickening as he spanks harder and harder. He loves getting me to this place, I love it when he's in this place. I'm moving my hips, thrusting back onto an invisible cock, wanting but not wanting his hand to keep punishing me. When he stops he grabs at the base of my hair and pulls me up to kneeling, kissing me again, his control slipping as he invades my mouth. I can feel his cock at my stomach, I can feel how much he wants me. He pulls one of the clamps on while kissing me. He can feel my body move while he hurts me and the bright red pain of my nipple explodes as I writhe in his arms. Kissing and causing pain are his favorite things. He massages my breast and then starts pinching and pulling at it. I am dripping wet and it hurts in a good way and I am thrusting my hips against the cock that juts against my belly. "Please, please" I say. I can't take much more of this. "Oh no", he says, "I'm in charge here, you don't get to fuck until I say you do." He's saying this as much for himself as for me. I know he wants it. He starts slapping my tit hard. I arch for him again with my arms clasped behind me and he moans "Fuck, that's a good girl", then yanks off the other clip so that both of my breasts so that I am moaning and arched for him. He leans down and bites one while the other hand rasps against the other. I am climbing the walls. I can't keep my hands behind my back, and I reach for him, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him towards me. He suckles my tit hard while scooping me up and setting me on the edge of our bed. He pushes up the blindfold up so that my eyes are blinking with the light. I moan as he licks and bites my breasts. I arch my hips pushing against his cock which is wedged so close to my cunt. "Beg." John says while my eyes are adjusting to see his beautiful face. "Beg me to fuck you." His voice is on the edge of control, he loves watching me turn into a craven slut. "Please please please please please" I say, "Please fuck me, I'm your slutty wife, I'm yours, please fuck your pussy, please fuck it. I want it so bad." He spanks and pulls at my nipples as I speak, a crazed look on his face. Then he angles his hips so that the cockhead is between my pussy lips and I keep begging, it's almost a whine "Please sir, please John, Oh please, fuck me. Oh god, I'm so fucking wet." When his hips lunge forward, we both gasp. I know neither of us will last long. It feels like crashing waves and red hot friction. He fucks me hard and I am ready ready ready for him. The way his cock fits into my cunt, the way it strokes and pulls at the insides of me. It feels like heaven. We crash together convulsing and coming and calling out wordless things as we collapse into each other. We roll slowly apart, sated and warm. "Fuck that was good" I say. "Welcome home love, I've missed you," John responds.