Finish Me (Part Three)

Finish Me (Part Three)

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A sexually satisfied happily ever after

Summary

A sexually satisfied happily ever after

Content

Submitted: January 29, 2012

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Content

Submitted: January 29, 2012

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Finish me

I'm kneeling on my hands, on my knees, scrubbing the floor. I'm a mess, my hair drenched in sweat, my dress clinging to my body. I wasn't exactly sure when I expected you to be home, but I had hoped it was soon enough. I had a lot of energy inside of me, and I was ready to put it to great use. When I was done scrubbing the floor, I filled a bucket with water, and threw it on the floor to wash away the suds. Then I took another bucket full of water and threw it over me. I shouldn't have done that, but the night was so hot, it made me want to tear my clothes off my body.

Out of the blue, I hear your footsteps. Excitement jolts through my stomach. Come in the kitchen. I'm ready to be taken.

When you walk in, your eyes fall to the mess I made on the floor. I know it makes you angry when I make big messes like this, but I was going to clean it up. Please don't spank me for it. I just wanted to please you by letting you come home to a clean house. Now that you seen the mess I've made on the kitchen floor, are you angry? What will you do to me? I told you that it hurts when you spank me. Don't do it. Please?

You step into the room, stepping into the puddle of water I made. I back up to the wall and shake my head. I know that look on your face. I beg you not to spank me, and you go on wordless.

When my back is directly against the coolness of the wall, you stand against me, holding my jaws with your firm fingers.

I'm sorry. Just don't-

I'm scooped in your hold, and thrown over your shoulder. The move was so random, I squealed, surprised.

You carry me out of the room, upstairs to the bedroom. I'm thrown down on the bed and turned onto my stomach. Oh no. You're going to spank me.

You're rough with me, pulling my house-shoes from my feet, and reaching under to force my panties from my body.

I won't stop you. If you want my body again, you can have it. Yet your knuckles brush my skin and it's too much for me to endure, especially in my condition. Please be careful with me. You tug my arms through the straps of my dress and force my dress off of my body.

I'm naked, lying on the bed, waiting for you to come take me from behind, but you don't. As I press my cheek into the mattress, I scoot a bit to see your entire naked body standing behind me. Jesus Christ.

You grab me by my hip and flip me over so I'm turned on my back once again. You climb over my body, our warm flesh is pressed against one anothers, and your lips move to mine. You taste like wintermint mouthwash, and you taste like yourself. A unique flavor that's unforgettable.

I want to dive my fingers through that thick unruly hair of yours , but you keep my hands pinned to my sides.

Your tongue flicks over mine, and the small lashes of your tongue makes my sex hot and needy. You know my body well enough to know what makes me as wet as I'm getting for you right now. I make a soft noise, and you pull back, gazing down at me.

You slowly move down, your lips running kisses down my stomach as you slide down to my sex. Your tongue began to flicker back and forth over my clit. My teeth clench as I twirl the sheets in my fist.  Your tongue gives out hot wet lashes, that tickles, and makes my stomach tighten.

It's too much. I can't take your skilled tongue in that tender spot. Please. I won't last long. I try to move your head, to protest you to stop and take me because I'm only here for your pleasure. You refuse, smacking my hands away to finish your delicious assault. I moved my hips back and forth in tune. My eyes are watering. I'm gasping for air. My vision is blurring. I can't. I'm going to-

Just as I was climbing to reach for my climax, you thrust into me hard, and began fucking me right through it. The tears spilled over as the intense pleasure rolled throughout my insides. I'm cursing as my hands squeeze your hips hard. You rub my sweet spot, your tip caressing the inside of me. You drive me to another climax, but continue to fuck me through it.

Your head lowers, and your soft grunts are being followed by you whispering my name in my ear. You're so loving, caring, so rough, so deeply sexual. I can hardly stand it. I can hardly handle this. I don't think I can.

 My hips are bucking, my body is wiggling. My nails are poking into your skin. That's because your cock is so good. It's never been this intense before, but I knew why it felt this way now.

"Kiss me." You whisper in my ear, and I follow through, because I'm a slave to you right now. I'm tasting, sucking your tongue. I'm deeply infatuated with your taste. Here it comes. Just from the taste of you, I was going to release again. I squeeze my muscles around you, learning in the early run that you love when I do that. Your answering moan was loud, deep, raspy.

Look at me. Please look at me when you come inside of me. You're twitching, thickening. You're going to...

I hook my arms under your shoulders, holding tight as you finish inside of me. Mm. A warm gush of liquid that slides between my cheeks. It's so much. You flood me with so much of your cum. I'm your slut. I know it. You rest your head on mine for a moment. Your forehead is hot and damp with sweat.

After a minute of lying on me, your hand snakes down and you rub my clit with two fingers. You use the wetness of your cum to give you lubw. I close my eyes as my head moves from side-to-side. Again it builds up quickly in my sex. My eyes rolled, and I could hear only my rough breathing in the room. Oh yes. Please. Please. I take your hair in my fist as I roll my hips in circles against your fingers.

My eyes shut, and my toes curl as heat shoot through my sex. "Ugh huh!"  I cry out as I shake violently, hit with waves of gratification. My fist curl tightly around his hair. The heels of my feet dig into the bed, and I release a relieved exhale. I have to catch my breath.

You give me a few moments before you plant your lips to mine. Your lips are tender, gentle. I'm a lucky woman. Do you know that? I'm lucky to have you. You're finally mine. Mind, body, and soul.

Your body sinks down to kiss my smooch my stomach. My stomach where our baby lies. How does it feel to know you'll be a daddy? It feels good to me knowing you love me enough to give me your baby. You left your wife for me, and now here I am, lying in the bed of the home we have together. Did you see this coming? From the moment you slammed me on your dick in that closet? From the moment I walked into my tenth grade classroom and saw the face of my brand new trig teacher, I fell in love. It wasn't just your face. It was your voice. Your intelligence. You truly cared about the class, and the subject you were teaching. Alot of people aren't like that. You are. Now four years later, I'm pregnant with your baby, and I'm happy to be yours. I'm proud to be yours, whatever you need me to be.

Your teeth nip at my jaw and you whisper, "I love you."

I know you do. You and I have a misunderstood crazy kind of love. But that's the best kind

 


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