As is our custom, when I got up to leave the room that evening to go take a much-needed aromatherapy soak, I bent down to give D a kiss. He didn't accept the little peck, and instead pushed his tongue between my lips and pulled me closer. A moment later both hands were on my tits, over my t-shirt, rubbing and pinching my nipples. They were both sensitive and sore from earlier in the day, which meant his touch went straight to my cunt.
"I don't know, but look what you've done to me," as he pushed his hard cock out through the opening in his boxers. Now his hands were under my shirt, squeezing and flicking my nipples. Then he pushed my shirt up and pulled one nipple between his teeth as he pinched the other.
Pantiless this entire time, my pussy ached to be around him. On my knees, straddling his lap, I sank down onto him and into him. He pushed my sweater from my shoulders and I raised my arms for him to slide my shirt off. Me fully naked, him fully clothed. Me riding his hard cock as he continued to suck and squeeze my tender breasts. The ache for his cock filling my cunt was sated, but the ache to come on him continued to build.
My knees planted deep in the cushions on either side of him, my hips swung freely as I rolled and ground myself against him. My hands were full of his hair, my nose filled with his alluring scent, my mouth with his hot skin as I licked and sucked his neck, his earlobe, his lips.
Soon he was holding me tight, bucking his hips up to meet mine. He never relented as I came, fucking me straight through that first orgasm. He began to run two fingers along the crease where thigh meets ass, until they met his sticky cock moving in and out of my swollen lips. Those two fingers slid in alongside his cock, stretching me tightly, eliciting an animal sound that erupted from deep in my chest. Soon those two fingers were pushing into my mouth, begging to be sucked. Then they wetly circled my clit until I shuddered and flailed against him with a hard, deep orgasm.
I wanted him to come so badly, but he wasn't close. I shifted position, trying at once to take him deeply and squeeze his cock tightly as he moved. I shifted off of him, and kneeling between his knees took his full length in my mouth, and then sucked his head hard, pressing it tightly between my tongue and the roof of my mouth. His groan was loud and throaty. Then he began to stroke himself, so I stood between his knees with my pussy at eye level. Two fingers were buried inside while two fingers stroked and circled my clit.
We watched each other intently, and at the last moment I sank my hot, tight cunt onto him as he came. I felt the slickness of his first spurts as I slid down to the base of his cock and ground my clit against him. Again I rolled, twisted, ground deep into him as the aftereffects of his orgasm turned him into a shivering mess. Once he recovered, two more fingers on my clit again helped me find my own final delicious shiver.
When he finally slid from me, nearly his whole load followed, pouring out from me and down his cock. I chased it with my tongue, and swallowed him whole.
Ready to finally head upstairs, I kissed him once more as his remnants slowly dripped to my thigh.
"Now I really need a bath..."
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