7 comments/ 18701 views/ 2 favorites After Work Special By: CeriseNoire This is my first submission on Literotica. Constructive feedback is welcome. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It had been one of those really stressful Fridays at work. My students had been quite ready for the weekend and their behavior reflected their impatience. My legs were sore from standing all day, and by the time I got out of my car, I could scarcely bear to be on my feet. When I finally opened the front door, I sighed in relief. I stepped in, dropped my bags on the floor, and slipped off my shoes. Then I headed to the study and found my husband there just as I had expected. He was so intensely focused on his work that he didn't hear me come in. "I'm home, Hon," I said, startling him. "Hi Honey," he answered as he got up to kiss me, "how was your day?" "Stressful. Actually I'm going to shower and take a nap. Don't let me sleep too long. OK?" He nodded, and I headed toward the bathroom. Once there, I took off my clothes and dropped them into the hamper before stepping into the shower. The warm water was delightfully soothing, and soon I felt my lids getting heavy. I turned off the water, wrapped myself in a towel, and headed for the bedroom. I reached for the lavender body lotion on my nightstand, and began rubbing it into my calves, then my thighs, spending extra time massaging my sore muscles. I made my way up to my butt, kneading each cheek a bit longer than needed to make the cream penetrate the skin. Next, I sat down on the bed, reclining a bit so I could rest my upper back against the headboard. Then, I worked the sweet-smelling lotion into the skin of my belly, and lastly rubbed it into my breasts. As I did so, I noticed my nipples beginning to harden. And I thought lavender was supposed to be relaxing. Enjoying the feeling, I continued to knead my soft mounds until a pleasant heat began to spread through my body; I moaned softly. It wasn't long until my fingers found their way south. I began to trace my lower lips, holding them closed together. I rubbed the skin from side to side, feeling my flesh swell under my own touch. I've always enjoyed teasing myself. Finally, I parted the lips with two fingers and . . . "Honey, dinner's almost ---" Hearing his voice, I opened my eyes and instinctively closed my legs, feeling my face flush. He was still standing there, his eyes fixed on me, not quite sure whether he should leave or stay. I decided to help him make up his mind. "Wanna watch me play?" I asked, looking at him lasciviously. "Why don't you have a seat?" He smiled wickedly and sat on the bed, facing me. I spread my legs and parted my lower lips again. He fixed his gaze on me, mesmerized by the moist crimson opening contrasting sharply with my deep brown skin. With my clit now exposed, I turned my attention to my inner lips, circling with my fingertips. The heat inside me was mounting, and my womanly scent filled the air. He shifted uncomfortably; by now his mounting erection was straining against the fabric of his jeans. "Looks like you need to play too," I said. He looked at me questioningly. "I want to watch you play too," I continued, "it'll get me so... hmm... hot," I finished as I watched him discard his pants and boxers. He pulled his shirt off, and sat next to me on the bed, watching my fingers move while he took hold of his shaft. The sight of his fist gripping his member, stroking it rhythmically, drove me mad with lust. Placing two fingers on my engorged bud, I drew fast, furious circles, panting as I climaxed. I smiled at him, and looking down I could tell that my pleasure had had quite an effect on him. I hadn't meant to finish before him, but the sight of him pleasuring himself had proved too erotic an image for me to control myself. Removing his hand from his shaft, I slowly ran my tongue from the soft sack of skin at its base to its very tip. He leaned his head back and moaned. I licked my way up again, applying just a bit of pressure with the stud in my tongue. This time, when I reached the tip of his erection, I twirled my tongue around it before letting it slip past my soft lips. Sucking on the engorged head, I smiled as I heard him gasp for air. The sound of him panting while I bobbed my head up and down was making me drip with renewed longing, and by the time I felt his pleasure warm the walls of my throat, I was rubbing my thick thighs together, seeking some relief. I let him slip out of my mouth and rolled onto my back. He shifted to his side so he could face me, and reaching over, he caught one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I turned my head to kiss him as he continued to twist the tip of my fleshy mound. Soon, he broke the kiss so he could run his tongue around one nipple, teasing it before treating the other to the same attention. He slid down until his face was level with my slit. He licked his lips, grinned, and then chuckled as I squirmed in anticipation. He kissed my inner thigh, nibbling the skin there before diving in. He leisurely ran his tongue over my outer lips, and then carefully held me open as he traced the edges of my opening. Then he slipped two fingers inside me, crooking them so he could scratch at that spot that truly drives me wild, all the while massaging my clit with his thumb. I whimpered as I felt the intense heat gathering within me. He removed his fingers and grabbed on to my thighs before latching on to my swollen clit with his mouth. I closed my eyes, the tingly feeling intensifying to a dizzying peak. The rhythmic spasms of between my thighs was barely beginning to subside when my eyes jolted open; he had just buried himself inside me in one long, smooth stoke. I cried out at the intensity of the pleasure. He leaned forward to kiss my neck, and I took the opportunity to topple him over, keeping him inside me. I leaned back, arching my spine, and rested my hands on his knees. I gasped at the feeling of him so deep inside me. I rocked my hips back and forth, listening to his ragged breathing as he thrust faster and faster into me, sending me into sensory overload. I dug my nails into his skin and cried out in rapture, my hot folds clenching around his pulsating shaft, draining every drop out of him. "Honey," I said as I collapsed next to him completely satiated, "I think dinner's burning." After-Work Special The moment I get inside the door and shut it I have you up against the wall. It's been a long day and I've been looking forward to this for hours. My lips and hips are pressed hard against yours. I grab your butt with one of my hands and slide my hand down to your thigh, lifting your leg and giving me access to the bottom of your thigh; allowing me to slide my hand up it, under your skirt, to your perfect ass. Your other leg is between mine and you bend and flex your knee slightly, teasing my already hard cock. I keep kissing you hard, fucking your mouth with my tongue as you return the favour, while I slide my hand to the edge of your thong, and then slip my finger tips under it. My fingers brush the edge of your cunt. Wet. Already. It means I don't have to foreplay today. Good. I can't wait to be inside you. I grab your other buttock with my other hand and lift you off the ground. You wrap your long, smooth brown legs around me. We've done this before. You know what's coming. I carry you to the bedroom, kissing you the entire way. I get to the edge of the bed and drop you unceremoniously onto it. "Strip." I say. It's the first thing either of us have said to each other. You don't reply, but you comply by unbuttoning your blouse as I take off my jacket, then my tie, and start unbuttoning my shirt, watching you the whole time. You get down to your underwear before I'm done unbuttoning my shirt so you crawl to the edge of the bed, undo my belt, unzip my pants and pull my and pull them down with my boxers. My cock immediately springs to attention before you and you slide the head into your mouth. I wish I could find the words to tell you how good that feels, you sliding your lips over the head of my cock. But all I can manage is a loud exhalation of pure pleasure to show you my appreciation. You start running your tongue over the bottom of the head of my cock as I take my shirt off and throw it on a chair. My hands drop to your head. I don't thrust into you. I just want to run my hands through your hair. You start sucking harder and use one of your hands to stroke my cock as you suck it, I'm already getting close, but I don't want to cum in your mouth. I gently pull you up to kiss you. We're the same height with you kneeling on the bed. You keep stroking my cock as we kiss. I unhook your bra and slide it off your shoulders. One of my hands finds your breast while the other slides under your panties to your cunt. I slide a finger in and we stroke each other as we kiss. I break the kiss and slide my finger out of your cunt. "Present to me". You turn around and bend over as I step out of my pants which are in a pile on the floor. I slide your panties down your thighs, grab your ass and kiss the cheeks, then I bite them. Hard. Your moans tell me how much you enjoy it. "Guide me in." You immediately reach between your legs and grab my hard cock, guiding it to the waiting entrance of your pussy, but I don't thrust in. I just tease you by rubbing the head of my dick against your pussy lips, my precum mixing with your pussy juices. "Are you ready?" I ask. "Fuck me. Hard!" You reply. I bury my dick deep into your pussy in one quick thrust. We both gasp in unison. I slowly pull out. Quick thrust. Pull out again, but faster, picking up the tempo. Finding the rhythm. You start rocking back to meet my thrusts. It's so incredibly hot, watching my dick disappear into you and then slide out, covered in your juices. I grab your hips and deepen my thrust, willing my dick to reach places in your cunt that it never has before. "Harder", you say and I can feel you squeeze your pussy around my cock gripping it in its smooth wet vice. I thrust harder. As hard as I can. Sinking every inch of my cock in your cunt. Picking up the speed. Enjoying every sensation. I'm getting close to coming. I come spurting inside you while I keep thrusting, and almost simultaneously so do you. I thrust into you and keep my cock buried in you, feeling your pussy spasm and coax more come out of me, letting you do all the work, keeping our orgasms going. Both of us collapse into bed, spent and perspiring and breathing heavily. I love the way you smell after exertion. I smile quietly at you and you smile back. We both know we're not done for the day.