Night at Home

Night at Home

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A woman and her boyfriend enjoy a quiet night at home.

Summary

A woman and her boyfriend enjoy a quiet night at home.

Content

Submitted: May 22, 2015

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Content

Submitted: May 22, 2015

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We were lying on the floor, watching some action movie in his apartment, neither of us really invested. I moved closer to him, his hand on my thigh, his heartbeat in my ear. I played with his fingertips, subtly moving his hand to my chest. He took the hint. He rolled onto his side, leaning over me, down to kiss me. His hand had been resting on my waist slowly moved up. Feeling his tongue against mine and knowing what was coming, my flower burned with anticipation. His fingertips traced the edges of my bra over my shirt and I kissed him harder until he pressed his hand onto my breast. I pulled him on top of me, wrapping my legs around him. He peeled his shirt off before assisting me with my own, using one arm to hold me up while the other efficiently unhooked my breasts from their meshy prison. He pushed me down more forcefully and I could feel his dick like a screwdriver pressing into my stomach. He rolled halfway off me so he could more readily squeeze my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers, pressing his palm in between them. He stroked the skin all around them, tracing underneath them and cupping them before kissing my neck, my shoulder, biting my breast lightly. He took my nipple in his mouth and sucked, squeezed, bit. I moaned, my arms tight around him, my hands leaving imprints on his back. He moved to my other nipple, rubbing one while licking the other. I moaned softly as he pinched me, his caresses becoming harder and more urgent. I was enjoying lying back and feeling him, but I knew he wanted more. Suddenly I pushed him off me, forcing him onto his back. I leaned over him and unzipped his jeans. He yanked them off and whispered my name while pulling my face down to his. I used my free hand to find his shaft, feeling it throb under the touch of my fingers. I kissed his chest while running my hand up and down his shaft, his moans just making me increase the speed and pressure of my fondling. His hand found my breasts hanging over him, and he grabbed one for extra pleasure. I turned away from him, my lips finding the head and kissing it lightly. I turned to see his face, his eyes shut tight knowing what was coming. I licked his shaft, from the base to the head, juggling his balls in one hand and pressing his stomach with the other. I took his erection in my mouth, sliding my tongue around it while he gasped and grabbed my ass. He called my name as I bobbed up and down faster, squeezing his balls and running my thumb over the skin between them and the base of his shaft. His head still in my mouth, I turned to watch his face, his head thrown back and his lips parted. God, he was so hot when he was close to coming. I pulled off him, giving his saliva-lubricated dick a few more jerks before grabbing my purse and finding a condom. He quickly put it on and pushed me onto my back. With one hand on my breast, he pulled down my skirt and underwear in one go. He caressed my folds and spread the sticky fluid that was already oozing from my lips. He pushed my legs farther apart and pushed his middle finger against the opening. I shut my eyes and he entered me, pulsating in and out while crooking his finger against my wall. As I grew more wet, he pushed his index finger in as well, his thumb rubbing my clit as his fingers rubbed my front wall. I gyrated my hips against him and moaned until he suddenly withdrew and I found him on top of me. He positioned his dick at my opening but didn't push it in yet. He held my hands above my head in a dominant position and kissed me hard. I kissed him hard back, and he thrusted. Hard. Shock and pain hit me. He pushed in all the way and stopped, circling his hips and his dick inside me. He waited until I let my breath out, which I hadn't realized I had been holding. We found a steady rhythm and my flower accepted his brutal invitation. My legs wound around his to help him find a good speed.  He was slow and sure until my breath quickened and my moans became louder. He picked up his pace, his face at my neck, kissing and biting. I called his name and my muscles tensed. My hands were holding onto him for dear life as my moans turned into screams as a wave washed over me. He pushed harder and faster until I thought I could no longer take it. He thrusted once again, hard, and then paused. Hard thurst. Pause. Thurst. Pause. He collapsed on top of me, his dick still inside me although rapidly becoming flaccid after such a hard orgasm. He rolled off me and turned to me and smiled. God I love that smile. I put my head on his chest and heard his speeding heart rate begin to slow. His arms were around me and everything was all right. 


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