I'm His Dirty Little Secret

I'm His Dirty Little Secret

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Can you keep a secret?

Summary

Can you keep a secret?

Content

Submitted: November 25, 2010

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Content

Submitted: November 25, 2010

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Your wife isn't home.

I watched her leave, from my front window, stupid cow. I don't know what you see in her.

As soon as she is gone, you call me and tell me to come over. You say she won't be home until very late.

Like every other day, I walk into your drably furnished house. The bitch has no sense of style, and again I tell you so.

"Don't think about her." you tell me, pulling me to your hard body. I know what you want.

Your lips kiss mine in a passionate frenzy, urgent and rough as your hands fondle my breasts over my shirt. You whisper my name and bite my lower lip in that familiar but sexy way that drives me crazy.

Without reservation, I rip off your shirt. I am in fact, your dirty little secret, so why would I let the hassles of clothing get in my way.

You love my boldness; my raw sexuality. It's what drew you to me like a moth to a flame.

I push you onto the couch and remove my clothes. Standing before you completely naked holds no shame for me. You always take me in, a lustful sparkle in your eyes, licking those perfect lips.

I straddle your lap, pushing my breasts against your naked chest, my hands rubbing your cock through your pants, making you moan out my name.

A little game I like to play.

You switch it up, like you always do, your fingers finding my clit, teasing me until I'm so wet the juices slide right down my thighs.

I can't resist you, no matter how hard I try.

"I want to fuck you." you whisper in my ear, the heat of your breath tickling me.

As your fingers slide across my hot wetness, I can't help but whimper.

"Do you want my cock, you dirty little slut?" you ask as you begin to finger me, making my thoughts almost incoherent.

When I don't answer right away you use the other hand to give me a sharp slap on the ass to get my attention.

"Yes!" I cry out, wanting you so bad.

But you make me wait.

You continue your rough assault on my pussy as you bite my nipples, giving me a mixture of the most exquisite pleasure and pain.

I pant like a bitch in heat, grinding myself against you, desperately seeking release, but you give me none.

"Get on your hands and knees." you order and I know better than to disobey.

As I'm on my hands and knees, you kneel behind me, sliding your hands down my back. Your tongue darts out and teases one ass cheek, then the other.

Positioning yourself under me, you pull my pussy to your mouth and I scream as your tongue laps up the stickiness, like a starving kitten.

I can't move, your fingers digging into my flesh, pulling me onto your face so hard I'm almost afraid you can't breathe.

But you continue your sweet torture, using your lips, your tongue and your teeth. Making me cum on your face over and over again until I can't take it anymore.

It never ceases to amaze me how much you love the taste of my pussy. You say your wife won't let you go down on her and I think what an idiot she is. If I were her, I would never leave the bedroom.

I'm your fucktoy, your fantasy maker.

I let you do all of the things she won't.

After saturating your face with my wetness, you position me bent over the couch. I know what's coming and my pussy clenches with excitement at the thought.

With no romanticism, you enter me. Not in a sweet lovemaking way, but hard and extremely rough.

You pound that rock hard cock into me, making me feel like I'm splitting apart and I love it.

You pant and grunt as you work me, my pussy cuming almost instantly. It seems to go on for hours and I'm mindless with need.

You bite my shoulder, spank my ass and all I can do is scream for more. MORE!

"Daddy's dirty little whore." you tell me harshly as you pull my hair, making my head jerk back. The sting of it brings tears to my eyes but the pain doesn't hold a candle to the pleasure.

"You're mine!" you proclaim, somehow marking me with your words. "This is my pussy. My tits."

You grab my soft flesh, and I can feel it already starting to bruise.

"You fuck nobody but me."

I think if you repeat it enough, you somehow believe I belong to you. And truthfully I do.

Without warning, you pull out, making me feel like something is missing, but I know you're not done.

You grab me and hoist me into your strong arms, wrapping my legs around your waist. I feel the cool wall hit my back as you push me against it and enter me again.

My arms are around your shoulders, and the ungiving wall abrades my back as you fuck me furiously. Your handsome face a mask of desire and lust.

I am screaming now, uncaring of the neighbors ears, and you shower my breasts with nips and kisses, no longer caring either.

I know you're close so I grip your cock with my pussy, working the muscles inside to milk you dry.

As you cum deep inside of me, you say my name in a deep timbre, causing another orgasm of my own.

I cling to you desperately, my emotions getting the better of me, but I know we are done.

You let me down and I dress in silence as you watch thoughtfully. When I am ready to leave, you kiss me sweetly, like parting lovers.

I know I'm being used.

I know you will never leave your wife.

I love your cock.

But I hate my heartbreaking.

I open my mouth to tell you I cannot do this anymore, but the words won't come out and all I manage to say is good-bye.

I know you'll call again tomorrow.

And tomorrow I will be here.


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