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Coming Home
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Coming Home It’s been a late day as you drive home in the dark, on edge as you drive through the snowstorm, just wishing you were home and able to relax. You sigh with relief as you pull into the drive and make your way quickly into the house. I’m there to greet you, helping you with your coat, telling you I have a warm plate for you in the oven and a glass of wine poured on the table; that there’s a fire going in the living room. You thank me and say you want to warm yourself there, grabbing the glass and heading to the fire. I put your coat away and join you, as you tell me of your day. You stomp your feet and tell me how cold they are. I lower down and help take your boots off, commenting on just how cold your feet feel. I suggest sitting down on the sofa and letting me rub them for you, and you reply that you like the sound of that! I rise up and kiss your wine-y lips softly as you respond back. It’s only been eight hours, but I’ve missed you so, and I lead you over to the sofa and kiss you again before you sit down. I lower before you and take off your outer socks you’d put on for the boots, and I lift your foot before me. I work my thumbs into the ball of your foot, just below your toes, as I look up at you. You're watching me with a wry smile on your face. We both know where this is going, but for now you luxuriate in the simple pleasure of having your foot massaged, being able to lie back and relax after such a long day. You're wearing pantyhose, and I love how sensuous it feels, as I hold your foot with both hands, alternating milking my thumbs down either side of your foot, releasing all that tension. With one hand I hold your ankle, as I make a fist with my other, rubbing my knuckles hard into your arch, before raking down the sole of your foot with my knuckles for a few strokes, then grabbing your foot with both hands again and circling my thumbs up and down your foot with less pressure, signaling an end to that foot. As I sit kneeling before you, I place your finished right foot on my left thigh and turn to your left foot, giving you the exact same ministrations. You start rubbing your foot on my thigh slowly, working it up towards my groin. I start to stir there before there's any contact, as I smile up at you. You take a sip of your wine, and suggestively lick your lips in reply. It's all I can do to hold back from rising up and kissing those lips, your waiting tongue, but I know it's worth the wait to build our fire slowly. I lower your foot to my crotch, placing it beside your other, and lean back on my hands, letting you rub my erection through my pants. I love how you love the feel of my cock, whether you're using your feet, your hands, your mouth, your ass, or your crotch, you know how to bring me right to the edge, then back off, knowing every plateau you bring me to desensitizes me, so when we do actually make love, I can last a good, long time. I rock my hips in rhythm to your rubbing until I'm close to the edge, then lean back up, lifting your legs up onto my shoulders. Our eyes have been locked, silently engaged and communicating, but I close mine now, rubbing my cheeks between your meaty calves, concentrating on the sensation of your silky stockings against my cheeks. I know the sensation ripples it's way up to your clitoris, making it pulse with every stroke. My hands catch under your knees, lifting your legs up, as you drain your glass and put it down, knowing how things are soon to escalate. My face is framed between your thighs now, eyes closed, rubbing on the silky softness. Part of you wants to lie back and close your eyes to fully experience the sensations, but you can't help but watch me, how sensuous I am between your legs, so close to your throbbing pussy. My hands have rolled your dress back as far as it will go without moving you, and my head lowers into your crotch, rolling along your pantyhose, smelling you there as my face rotates lightly against your sheerness. You wish the the heat between us there would just melt away the fabric, as you ache for the touch of my tongue. I lift my head up, looking at you, as i reach around you, grabbing the waist of your panty hose, and you instinctively lift up as I roll them down to your thighs, working them off your legs. When I finish removing them, I remove my shirt and undo my pants, then rise up, my arms again working under your knees, lifting your legs up, exposing you as I lean in to kiss you passionately. As I rise, my pants drop to my ankles, and I kick off my house slippers and pants, now just wearing my shorts and socks. As we kiss, I grind into you're exposed pussy, and you can't help but want me fully there, reaching your hands to my shorts and lowering them, freeing my rock-hard cock and guiding it towards you. I widen my stance and lock my hips, not allowing full penetration, as you grasp my shaft and work my head along your slit, unleashing your wetness. You break off our kiss, begging me to fuck you, thrusting forward, but I won't budge. You start rubbing my knob on your clit, wishing it would vibrate against you like your dildo. I nuzzle into your neck, as you whisper, begging me to fuck you, but I hold back, too close to coming right now, and I pull back off you, taking my cock from you, I slap it hard on your clit a couple of times, watching you shudder, before dropping down and sucking your nub hard between my lips, then licking at it fast and furious. My hand is grasped hard at the base of my cock, quelling my cum, as you buck hard into my face, not worried like me about coming, but totally letting go, your hands on the back of my head holding me there as you shudder in release. I love being there when you cum, experiencing all of your physical spasms and gyrations, hearing it manifest through your breathing, your groans and moans, feeling it subside as your hands ease up their grasp and your fingers stroke through my hair in utter satisfaction. I lower down and lap up your creamy juices trickling out, my sweet reward. I slowly lick around your labia, concentrating on your lips, amazed at how they can swell post-orgasm, but knowing they are truly being stimulated for the first time today, prepping them and the rest of your labia for the fucking they are about to receive. I have been diligently serving you, holding myself back, but now it's my turn. I stand and tell you to turn around, that I'm going to fuck you from behind. You comply, setting yourself up, arms grasping across the back of the sofa, jutting your mighty ass out towards me, fully offering yourself to me. I move in, entering you. I so love fucking you like this, seeing your massive ass framing my hard cock as it enters between your swollen lips then into your wet velvet pinkness. I plunge in, wanting you to feel me to the hilt. I'm never prepared for the wet warmth within you, seemingly molten to my cock, and I start pumping into you hard and steady. I have you by the hips, controlling everything, pushing and pulling you in accordance to my thrusts. Despite having cum not long ago, you're totally engaged, moaning with every pump, lost with no control as I fully take you. I reach around and start diddling your clit, and feel you shudder from my cock on up. I myself am lost in the motion, nothing but animalistic pleasure, and I start telling you how good you feel, how incredibly sexy you are, how I'm going to fill you to the brim. You answer, not with words, but a rising series of grunts as my pace quickens. I widen my stance, pushing down on your butt so the top my shaft is rubbing hard on you, and I tell you I'm close, pounding into you, and within seconds I'm spewing into you, hoarsely exclaiming "OH, yeah, OH, yeah, OH, yeah", as I drain myself into you. I keep stroking into you, much slower now until I'm limp and falling out, then I collapse in the corner of the sofa, pulling you over to me, kissing you, telling you how wonderful that was. You lower your head to my chest, snuggling in, telling me I'm just too good, how you're never letting go, and I kiss the top of your head in appreciation, holding you tightly to me, wishing this was all there was to life, all alone together, forever and ever. |
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Ahhhhh....a nice buildup and climax. Very sexy ! I found you Mrnotoverwhelmed!
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I'm so glad you did, my sweet brown sugar! Someday perhaps, this will all transpire between us....
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