On the day our air-conditioning unit decided to die on us – my husband and I found ourselves calling out and chilling on our couch waiting for the maintenance guy to get here and possibly fix it. But like everything that needs fixing… the guy never comes and our landlord makes up for it by making up more excuses.
Long story short I found myself passing out with my head comfortably resting on my husband’s lap while he dicks around with the Xbox playing his usual videogames. Honestly, it had been a while since we did this – him in his boxerbriefs and a white v-neck and I, in one of his tattered shirts, and a black bikini.
After a few hours of napping – I found myself waking up, sweaty and kind of confused as to feeling his hand in my panties and cupping my wet, eager sex. I turn my attention to the t.v. and see that Archer’s playing in the background as he fingered me while I was asleep.
Honestly I find no offense in this. In fact he’s always been welcome to violate me. He just never got to doing it because we’ve been so distracted by other things.
So his hands were in my panties and I was lying there looking up at him and feeling up his beards as he continued to fondle and finger my kitty. “Dude, you look like Dr. Kreiger ~
I teased, moaning as he inserted another finger in me.
“Oh really?” he grinned and kissed my slightly damp forehead before telling me, “Okay, Carol – get up and go sit on the rocking chair~” The same rocking chair that’s placed perfectly against our apartment’s big glass window. I shake my head as a sign of protest but found grabbing my neck and squeezing a little before pressing his lips against mine.
“Do it Carol ~” he mused as I hoist myself up. I felt him trail behind me and made his presence known by slapping my butt. I quickly removed my panties after a few steps and sat on the rocking chair – each leg dangling from either side of the back rest.
“You’re not my supervisor, duh,” I try to make use of the situation to humor him. And humored he was as I found his hand squeezing at my neck again – kissing me hard and hungry while his free hand caressed and eventually founds its way back to fingering my mound.
Eventually he makes me taste myself before his head finds its way in between my legs – his hands grabbing tightly at the back of my thighs while he tongue fucks the shit outta me. Oops~ excuse my language.
After a few minutes of that I found myself being thrown on the ground, one of his hands against my neck again while the other hand pushes my shirt up. His mouth eventually suckles on my breasts while I tried to find his crotch and press my foot against his throbbing member but he swats it away.
Finally he enters me with one quick push while groaning, “Fuck … oh god, honey butt~” as he discovered that all of him was in me. Usually I’d gripe because I’m tight and we kind of take forever to get all of his cock in me.
Either way we fucked on the floor a few times that afternoon with the curtains parted, unfazed by the roll of the evening rush and some fire trucks that managed to zoom by to wherever fire they’re supposed to extinguish.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/66eyc9/fm_role_play_fun_w_light_asphyxiation_kink