0 comments/ 27590 views/ 1 favorites It's Good To Be Home By: thumbellina_69 Standing outside my front door, fumbling my keys in my mad rush to unlock the door, I remember the last two days. I had been thinking about her all weekend. I had been stuck at a family reunion at the beach, and she had to work. Everywhere I looked, everything I saw reminded me of how much I wanted to be with her. I saw a woman in a black bikini walking along the ridge of a sand dune at the beach. She was walking towards me, and I stood mesmerized. I could not take my eyes off of her. The sway of her hips, the way she placed each step in the sand, the casual way she walked, unaware of her sexuality yet bursting with a raw sexual power. Suddenly, as my vision cleared, I realized that even though the girl was quite pretty, and waifishly thin, it had not been her I was seeing. It had been my lover the whole time, seeing her in my minds eye. Everything I did, everywhere I went, and she was with me. Even when I got an ice cream cone on the boardwalk she was there along side of me. I envisioned slipping down her tank top and sliding the ice cream over her nipples. Inviting me to lick them. Her hand gripping the back of my head hard as I sucked them clean, clasping me to her breast, her breathing hot in my ear. Not to be out done she jammed her tongue into her ice cream, digging out a hollow. I felt her cold lips quickly turn warm as her tongue slid into my mouth. Her hand slid to my crotch, and after a gentle squeeze she popped each button of my jeans, freeing me. As she looked directly into my eyes, she held my cock in one sweet soft hand while she dug her tongue into the top of her ice cream again. Kneeling quickly, her cold lips slipped round my slowly hardening cock. She suddenly withdrew me from her mouth and dipped the naked head of my cock into the soft hole she had licked in her ice cream. The shock went through my body like lightning. Once again my cock disappeared into her warm, waiting mouth. I could feel her suck my cock deeper into her mouth. Her warm, silky mouth. Gripping the base of my cock like a vise, and keeping my head inside her mouth, she began stroking me off into her mouth. Her hand pumping my cock, her lips and her tongue sucking and circling my head. I completely relaxed, surrendering to the pleasure she was giving me. Imagine my surprise when her mouth slid off me only to be suddenly replaced by the ice cream again! She jammed my hard cock into the softening ice cream, continuing to stroke me, then back inside her warm sucking mouth. The shock like an electrical jolt through my balls, leaving me tingling through out, and harder than ever. Moving her hand and mouth as one now, she felt me swell inside her mouth. Knowing that she would make me come at any moment. Overcome, I moan and thrust my cock deep into her throat. She takes my first gush of come and hungrily swallows it, but pulls me from her lips and directs the second and third jets onto her ice cream. She takes my softening cock back into her mouth and gently, lovingly sucks on it. Gently draining every drop of come from me. Satisfied that she has taken every drop, she places my soft cock back into my jeans and buttons them. As I stand, dizzy and panting from the pleasure she brought me, she raises her ice cream cone to her lips and begins to lick it. She says 'Mmmmm' from the pleasure of the taste of my come, making me dizzy with desire for her. I pull her to me and kiss her deeply, the sweetness of the ice cream mixing with the taste of my desire. She smiles demurely up at me, looking as innocent as an angel in church. I whisper 'God I love you' to her as I slip my arm around her waist. We walk outside, looking like an innocent couple in love with each other, sharing an ice cream on a hot day. I get the right key in the door and hear the lock click open. Home from my boring weekend at last. After thinking about my little angel the entire time, I couldn’t wait to fuck her. Stepping inside, I can hear the shower running upstairs and I know she is in it. I throw down my keys and bag, and creep silently up the stairs. I stand in the bathroom doorway and watch her. Somehow she knows I am here, watching. She bends over and holds the showerhead so the warm water rushes over her perfect ass. The water runs between her cheeks and over her already swollen and throbbing lips. I can feel my cock growing as I quickly undress. I step into the shower behind her. She can sense me behind her, watching the water caress her. She knows what watching her does to me, and she loves it. Without warning, without a word, I slowly slide into her; the only sound is the running water until we both gasp in pleasure. The intensity of the sensations are overwhelming as she rocks back into me, plunging me in to the hilt. She reaches out to the shower wall for leverage and pushes hard, pumping into me. After my long, horney weekend I want it all. I grab her ass hard and pound into her, deeper and deeper inside her, harder and harder until I can't tell where I end and she begins. It feels as if our bodies are one. She feels my cock swell as I near orgasm, and she bucks harder into me, wild with passion and desire. We are like wild rutting animals. We cross some point that is beyond our limits, and both come explosively, screaming out where there are no words. We sink to the floor of the shower in each other’s arms, exhausted, panting, letting the warm water wash over us. When my strength finally returns, I pick her up and carry her slender, glistening, exhausted body from the shower to the bed. I towel her dry, marveling at the beauty of her. I offer to rub her back, just to touch her. She sleepily murmurs 'Mmmm, that would be nice' and rolls over onto her tummy. Her lovely, round ass is slightly raised. Between her slender thighs, her beautiful pussy is just visible, smooth and hairless except for the tiniest triangle. Her soft, slightly swollen lips are beckoning to be moistened by the tip of my tongue, and parted by the head of my hard, throbbing cock. I lean down and gently lick her swollen lips. She responds by slightly arching her back, opening her lips to me. My tongue slides inside her, licking her tender inner lips, delighting in the clean taste of her, licking the moisture from her. She draws her knees up beneath her, raising her ass up into the air, her head still resting on the bed. She knows exactly what I like, and how to get what she likes. Positioned on her hands and knees in front of me, I stare wonder at her beauty. Her smooth skin glowing in the soft light. Her delicate shoulders slimming gracefully down to her slender waist. Smooth, flowing curves. So soft and warm. From her slender waist her hips flare, flowing into the gentle roundness of her bottom. Her smooth ass split into two glowing halves, with her trembling, delicate anus in the cleft. I slide my hands over her warm ass, trailing a single fingertip over her rosebud anus. She arches her back, chasing my retreating finger. I grip her ass in both hands, slightly spreading it as my mouth descends to gently kiss that delicate rose. Hungrily my tongue slides from my mouth to lick her. As she presses back onto my probing tongue, I slip my tongue inside her ass. Harder and harder I press, driving my tongue as deep as I can. Having penetrated her, my tongue slides rapidly in and out. Driving into her, piercing her perfect pink ass. I feel her ass relax as she presses back, allowing my tongue to go as far as possible. Her warm, soft ass presses into my cheeks as I strive to drive my tongue deeper into her. The feel of my tongue inside of her, the heat, feeling her pulse, feeling her muscles tremble. I reach around and grip the front of her thighs to pull her to me, stretching my tongue as far as it can go. Relaxed and open, she welcomes the repeated thrusts of my tongue. She moans with delight when she feels my teeth dig into her ass cheek as I bite her, before passion drives me back into her ass. I'm burning with desire, a desire to consume her, to envelop her, to penetrate her. I pull back, and get to my knees. My is cock so hard it aches, the tip glistening with come, straining to burst out and into her. She is tense in anticipation, wanting my cock inside her, wanting to feel the explosion of my orgasm, and the hot jets of come inside her. I quickly dip my head down to give her ass one more lick. A wet, wet lick. I grip my cock hard in my hand, feeling more come ooze out onto the tip. I press the head against her anus, coating it with my semen. She squats down and back to get my cock inside her as quickly as she can, but I pull back, teasing her. I look down, and see her firm white ass, the graceful curves of her body, smooth, glowing, trusting, hungry, my come glistening on her trembling anus. Overcome with lust I roar and slam my cock into her glistening, sopping wet pussy. Braced for the attack, she takes my whole cock in one powerful thrust, my hips slamming into her, my balls crashing into her swollen pussy lips, the depth of penetration stopped by bone alone. As she gasps and moans, I pull my cock out of her, slick with her wetness, dripping with our sex. The head of my cock slams into her anus. That beautiful, tiny rose expands to swallow my cock as it slams into her, sliding forever, she feels every inch of me as I penetrate her, filling her from the inside, filling her to the top of her soul. Bracing like a wild animal, she furiously fucks me back, as I pound into her. Abandoning everything but the animal desire that fills us we fuck with the sole purpose of satisfying the lust that drives us. A single person enveloped in a single passion. Screaming and moaning we drive into one another as the wave of orgasm overtakes us. Joined in passion, her ass pulsating and gripping my cock, hot jets of come bursting out of me filling her up inside, my cock driving inside her deeper and deeper, spasms overtake us, our whole bodies pulsing throbbing tingling. Shuddering, we hear a scream. Her? Me? Both? I can't be sure. Finally, we collapse on the bed, my arms around her. Panting. Sweat slipping down our sides in rivulets, pooling in the hollows of our bodies, soaking into the sheets. My cock still spasming, striving to empty every drop of come into her. Her ass presses back to me, eager to receive it. Joined, we drift off to sleep, sharing each other’s dreams, as we shared each other’s bodies, as we share each other’s souls. It's good to be home. It's Good To Be Home People at the airport thought I'd been drinking. I hadn't, but I can't blame them for thinking that. I had stubble on my face, I staggered and I'd been working six days round the clock to straighten out some problems on an offshore oil-drilling rig created by a Malaysian Toolpusher who didn't know shit, but had an uncle in politics on the Company Board. I fought back tears when I spotted my smiling Claire waving at the gate. I was that tired. I don't normally tear up, but maybe ten hours sleep in six days brings you back to what's important. And Claire was important. I hugged her and ran my hand up and down her back. I couldn't tell her how much I thought about her as I looked across a dark ocean at night; how she was always in my thoughts as I drifted off to sleep on a couch; how her enthusiasm for everything from raking leaves to roller-blading was so appreciated and so much part of the picture of her in my mind. So I just said "I'm so glad to see you" and blew my nose. "Allergies?" "Every time I see you." She squeezed my hand and guided me to the car. I promptly fell asleep in mid-sentence. I don't know if it was her sentence or mine, but it didn't matter. We got home and I got to do something I'd been dreaming about for days: sleep. I tossed my clothes in the hamper and all cares aside for the next 13 hours. When I awoke it was 11:30 am Thursday. The house was quiet. Claire was at work and wouldn't be home for six hours. My mind said "Get up!" but my body said "What for?" so I pulled a blind and went back to sleep. The sound of my garage door opener roused me hours later and I was rubbing my eyes when Claire walked in. "I can't believe you're still in bed! Have you been sleeping all this time?" "Yuuup" I replied in my best Gary Cooper voice. "I woke up once but my body was still aching so I went back to sleep." Didn't you sleep at all on the rig? "I'd nap for a half-hour at a time when I could squeeze it in, but that's yesterday. Come sit by me and let me run my hands through your hair and smell that sweet perfume." "Let me take off my pantyhose first…" "No. Let ME take off your pantyhose," I countered. Claire smiled and came round to the side of the bed. She wore a brown linen skirt and a black turtle neck top that showed the curve of her breasts quite nicely. Still, the sexiest thing she wore was a smile, which only got brighter as my hands crept up beneath her skirt and caressed her derriere. "I've missed this. A lot." My hands slid back and forth across the tight nylon for a moment, then descended beneath the waistband into softness. I caressed Claire's pale cheeks and pulled them up, down and sideways with my loving hands, elbowing the hose down a little more with each pass. "You shouldn't start things you can't finish. Maybe you're still tired--ummmmunnnh!" The little squeal of delight was expected. Claire was shy about it, but she liked having her cheeks pulled apart. I got some more squeals and pulled her hose down her thighs and her skirt up. I could feel myself get harder as her light brown pubic hair appeared, a small tangle covering her mons. Claire shifted her feet and thrust herself forward to my waiting fingers. I ran my hands up and down the limited area of her inside thighs I could reach and again around the soft full cheeks of her rear. I'd heard her complain a hundred times about her butt to others, but she was perfect for me. I had no interest whatsoever in a 115 pound model's tiny hamburger-size butt. Give me a grown woman's ass any day. My hands inevitably returned to Claire's pubic region and I trailed my fingers back and forth through her hair. My fingertips caressed her labia lightly for a generous time, then I licked one and slowly inserted it into her warmth. I was rewarded with a cry of passion and the sexy sight of Claire hunching down as my finger twirled and slid amidst her wet folds. She grabbed my head to steady herself as soft moaning betrayed her heightened arousal. Her body jerked irregularly as my thumb joined the action, circling her tingling clitoris and occasionally rubbing it quickly for a second or two. I slowed the action down for moment and kissed Claire passionately while arranging myself in a sitting position on the side of the bed. I sucked her tongue slowly and deeply, then she mine while I lifted her top off. Claire took her own bra off and brought her swaying breasts instinctively to my face. I reveled in the softness of those two mounds and hoped my unshaven beard wasn't hard on Claire's soft skin. Her firm nipples grazed my lips for a short moment before I opened them slightly and applied the most delicate pressure to those sensitive buds. My reward was more sighs and muted squeals of delight as I took each hardened nipple in turn to my lips. A further reward awaited as I lifted Claire slightly and aligned the tip of my throbbing penis with her soft slit. Pure pleasure coursed through my body as Claire settled slowly down on the full length of my dick and wiggled in delight when her clitoris made contact with my pubic bone. That wiggling gets to me every time and in a big way. I love the feel of her soft body settling in against mine, the sexy little shakes of the hip, the back and forth sway of her breasts. Then she raises herself and slides those incredibly soft folds of her femininity down on my waiting dick again. And again. And again. I reach for Claire and hold her as we slip onto the bed. Her tempo is increasing and the little thrusts against my pubic bone become more insistent. Our cries of pleasure grow loud as each loving thrust takes less and less time until I can't hold back any longer. My balls instinctively contract and send their jets of hot sperm deep into my lover. I feel her quiver and hold for a second as she savors the feel, then continues her wet vertical massage of my still hard cock until her own passion peaks and she rubs her throbbing clit against my body until the spasms of joy drain her strength and she collapses against my chest. There's not much to say after such a session, so we just held each other. "I love you," I said. "I love you, too," she responded, sniffing the air delicately. "First one with an ounce of energy turns on the shower."