His Return, Part 1

She greeted him at the door, wearing a stylish black sweater and slouchy boots. Her hair was in a messy bun, her eyes were softened with a shimmer, glasses a little cocked to the side, she looked a hot mess with plump red lips and voluptuous curves.

He had been gone for days, left to unknown devices, his shadow showing beyond 5 o’clock. The waries of his travel were so apparent yet he hid them well. He was so deserving of a night of pampering, even if he didn’t realize it.

She led him down the hall to soft lights, smells of lavender and cherry blossom in the air, the sounds of deep, soulful and sexy tunes played gently in the background. She pulled him towards the sofa and began by gently removing his belt, admiring the bulge beginning to show her his blind anticipation.

As he laid back on the sofa she dropped her sweater and revealed the most amazing, full, voluptuous breasts barely covered with blue lace, then the matching round ass just beginning for punishment and barely covered in the same blue lace, leading to a teasing peek of an already swollen pussy just begging for attention. Beautiful silk and lace garters led his eyes down long, drawn curves to tone calves and never ending legs that glistened in the soft light. He noticed her skin was soft as silk and shimmered like diamonds.

She swayed her curves to the soft music as she knelt down on her knees between his legs,  gently unzipping his pants and revealed his rock hard cock, already glistening with precum. She began with licks like a lollipop up and down his shaft, circling around the tip and gently cupping his balls in her hand. She can hear his breathe increase sharply as she suddenly takes the full length of his rock hard erection into her mouth and down her throat, moaning with pleasure and hums to give him shivers from head to toe.

She continues to thrust his cock deep down her throat, letting him start to control the pace. He places his hand with a firm grasp on her hair and head and he begins to fuck her throat with eagerness. Her eyes are begging for his cum, her moans of pleasure driving him further towards ecstasy. She stops long enough to tell him, beg him, to paint her tits with his cum. Her lips red and swollen, her chin dripping with juices, he pushes her back and takes a grip on his throbbing cock and paints her tits glistening with his load, she licks him clean and makes him tremble by once more taking his cock all the way deep in her throat.

He collapses back onto the small sofa, quivering from a much needed release and admiring her sexy ass as she cleans up. He knows now that the night is far from over.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8bkzmu/his_return_part_1