I pull up in the rented moving van. You wave from your window, barely visible from the fortress of cardboard you’ve built yourself into. I smile and shake my head, making my way inside.
As I step through the front hall, I can see you’ve made plenty of progress since I was last here. Nearly everything has been stashed in a cardboard box, which now line nearly every wall and are scattered across the floor.
“You’ve been busy I see.” I shout to you as I work my way between the towers of stored household supplies to get to you.
“I managed to convince Kate to come over and help me last night. Now I’m nearly done.” You explain as you tape up another box, writing “Movies” on it in thick, black marker.
“At least I’m not the only friend of yours getting dragged into this mess.” I say, gesturing to the boxes surrounding us.
“Dragged? You happily volunteered to help me move!”
“Yeah yeah. I can’t say no to you and you know it. You took advantage of me.”
“Isn’t it usually the other way around?” You ask slyly, grazing your hand past my crotch as you walk past with a smirk on your face.
“So mean to me.”
You laugh and head into the kitchen. I follow, enjoying the view of your swaying hips before me. The maze of boxes continue through the hallway before exploding into a half packed mess spread across the kitchen counter and floor.
“I’m going to guess you didn’t get this far last night?” I ask, gesturing to the random assortment of dishes spread across nearly every flat surface.
“Hey! We made a lot of progress! I figured *you* would be nice and want to help me finish up. This is the last room in the house and it’s already half done. That’s pretty good!” You exclaim, proud of the work you’ve done. I raise my hands in defense.
“You’ve made lots of progress and I’m more than happy to help you finish off the kitchen.” I snap a quick salute with an overly serious look on my face. “What are your orders ma’am?”
You laugh and point to the table, currently overflowing with pots, pans, and various cooking utensils. “You can get started packing those up. I’ll keep going with the dishes, since they require a *delicate* touch.”
I drop my jaw, insulted by your slight. I move over to you as you begin pulling plates out of a cupboard and gently glide my finger down your neck. “You don’t think I have a *delicate* touch?” I whisper against your ear. You can’t help but squirm as my finger slowly dips along your collarbone, tracing its way to fall between your ample cleavage. I pull it away and whisper in your other ear, “Of course, I can be quite rough too.” I emphasize my point with a sharp spank before heading back over to the table, taking a seat to begin piling the scattered pots and pans into an empty box.
You turn and glare at me. I don’t meet your eyes, instead going about my business as though I’d been packing the entire time. You can’t let me get away with that. Placing the dishes you’ve been holding onto the counter, you saunter over to me. I refuse to look up, forcing myself to stay focused on gathering pots and their lids and fitting them into a box.
“Your touch isn’t quite as delicate as mine. Those plates need a gentle, soft, woman’s touch.” You reach out your hands and run your fingers up my arms, skimming across my skin, up my neck, before barely brushing your thumbs against my lips with your final words. I take a deep breath. Suddenly the pan I’m holding falls to the floor with a loud bang. My hands, now free, reach up to encompass your waist and pull you into my lap. You let out a delighted squeal as I press your body against mine.
“Those plates don’t know how lucky they are.” I tell you before pulling your head towards mine. You manage to get out a brief giggle before our lips meet in a passionate kiss. Your hands move through my hair, wrapping around my head to pull me deeper into you. I tighten my embrace around you, letting my hands slide under your shirt and along the bare skin of your back. Our tongues meet, eagerly tasting each other as we continue to make out surrounded by the mess of your move.
With your legs spread around me, you begin to feel a bulge grow beneath you. My jeans press up against you, hinting at the hardness throbbing beneath them. You let a brief moan escape between us before diving back in to dance your tongue around mine. My hands rise ever higher along your back. They reach the strap of your bra, tracing their way along to meet at the clasp. With a deft touch, your clasp falls loose, freeing your beautiful breasts to be explored by my wandering hands. Slipping around front, they work their way under your loose bra and discover your hardening nipples. My fingers softly trace around your areola, lightly sending shivers through your body. You moan into my mouth as I begin to pull and twist your nipples.
The bulge beneath you presses tighter against your crotch. You can feel me pulse, my cock begging to be released. Pulling your body away from me, our lips still locked, your hands reach down and quickly undo my belt and pants. With a quick unzip, my cock stands at attention beneath the loose fabric of my boxers. Your hand pulls them down as far as you can manage and grips onto my thick shaft. It’s my turn to moan, letting out a low rumble against your lips.
I slip my hands out of your shirt and grasp on to the edges. You lift your arms above your head, letting me pull it free, exposing your bare chest. Pulling away from your lips with a gentle bite, I turn my attention to your hard pink nipples. Hungrily I take them in my mouth, swirling my tongue around one, then the other. You moan and writhe in ecstasy. Your hand quickly begins to stroke my cock, matching the intensity and passion I’m showing your body.
You pull yourself away from me and pull my own shirt above my head. Grasping me in a tight embrace, the warmth of our bodies radiating through our skin, you pull me back into a deep kiss. I run my hands along your back, lightly teasing my way down your spine before dipping below your waist band. You lift your hips, letting my fingers graze across your curves so I can grab your firm cheeks. I dig my fingers into your soft flesh and begin gently moving your hips. Back and forth, back and forth, rocking against my solid shaft. With my jeans out of the way, you can feel the heat of my throbbing cock through the thin fabric remaining between us.
Unlocking your lips from mine, you let out a soft gasp. As wonderful as my bare cock feels between your legs, you’re still wearing pants and a thong. That just won’t do. Reluctantly you pull yourself off of me. Your hands move to pull off your remaining clothes but you pause as a thought creeps into your mind. With a sly smile, you turn away from me. You bend over in front of me and slowly peel your clothes away from your body. I moan in enjoyment as I watch your beautiful ass reveal itself. Your wet pussy glistens as your thong pulls free, joining your shorts as they slide down your legs.
You barely finish stepping out of them before my hands are upon you once more. My arms wrap themselves around your waist, pulling you tight against me as my fingers slip down between your legs. As the warmth of our skin joins once more, my hard cock slides through your legs. I pull the head against your clit, slowly rubbing it back and forth, pulsing it with each pass. You reach your arm up behind my head, clutching my hair as your gasp and squirm in my arms. My other hand grazes along your side before firmly grasping your breast. My fingers begin playing with your nipples, flicking and pulling them as I continue to rub my cock against your clit. Your breathing quickens as you feel an orgasm building inside you. Deciding to push you even closer to the edge, I plant my mouth against your neck, gently biting you and lightly passing my tongue along your flesh.
Your scream with pleasure. “Oh fuck!” You shout breathlessly. Your body begins to tense, your back arching as you feel the wave of cum about to be released from you. Before you can let it escape, I push you off of me, abruptly halting your orgasm and forcing you to remain unsatisfied and ready to explode. You glare at me with fire in your eyes only to meet my cocky smirk. “Now now, don’t you think *I* should be getting something for helping you pack up for your move?”
Your glare intensifies, anger blazing across your face. I smile at you, only aggravating you more. You open your mouth as though to snap at me but pause. Instead you lunge towards me, causing me to flinch like you were hoping, before kneeling down in front of me. In a single move, you take my entire length into your mouth. Now it’s my turn to be shocked and gasp. “Oh fuck!” I manage to get out, clutching the table as your deepthroat my whole cock. You raise your eyes to look at me and find my head leaned back, mouth open, as I lose myself completely to your oral skills. Up and down your slide your lips, making sure to coat my shaft with your saliva, licking every inch of it inside your mouth. It’s wet, sloppy, and dripping down my legs, but you know I’m loving every second of it. I clutch onto the back of your head and push you to go faster. You know I’ve lost complete control and if you continue any longer, I’m bound to shoot thick ropes of cum down the back of your throat. Luckily, you’re still in control.
You pull your mouth away, a strand of spit stretching to the tip of my cock before snapping as you stand back up with a smirk on your face.
“Two can play at that game.” you tell me as you turn away from me.
My eyes widen in the same desperation you felt from me. You bend yourself over the kitchen counter and playfully wiggly your ass in my face, looking back at me with a devilish smile.
“One last thing to finish packing.” you say with a wink.
I don’t need to be told twice.
In an instant I’m standing over you, guiding my dripping cock in between your legs. It slides effortlessly into your wet and waiting pussy. The two of us share a moan as we finally get what we wanted. You’re pussy easily welcomes my entire length as I push myself in up to the hilt. You turn back to look at me, fiery passion burning in your eyes, “Fuck me.”
With that simple demand, I don’t bother starting slow. Immediately I begin pounding against you hard and fast, slamming my hips against your ass. Each thrust shoves you against the countertop, forcing you to hold on and push yourself against me. My hand clutch your hips, digging into you for a solid grip as I pull myself in and out of you with as much force and speed I can muster. My cock glides deep inside you, filling your pussy completely before sliding nearly all the way out again. With each pass you feel my veins throbbing against you, sending pulses of tingling pleasure shooting through your body. Each thrust shoots a wave of ecstasy rippling up your spine.
I pull your hands away from the counter and push you over top of it. Your bare breasts press against the cold stone as I lower my chest against your back. With your hips locked against the counter, my hands grip your shoulder and your ass, pinning you down as I ravage you from behind. My mouth clamps down on your neck, this time biting you with enough force to cause you a welcome shock of pain that mixes perfectly with the overwhelming sensations of delight coursing through your body. Every part of you is on fire. You’ve never been fucked with so much passion and vigor before. You can barely concentrate on what’s going on. All you can do is bask in the incredible sensation of my thick cock ramming your soaked pussy.
I feel you begin to tense underneath me. The orgasm you’ve been holding is growing once more and getting ready to be released. I debate on whether I should tease you once again and pull out, driving you to the brink of desperation. Looking down I see your eyes rolled up in the back of your head as you lose yourself to the building wave. I decide you’re too far gone to stop it at this point. So instead, I may as well help it along.
My hand snakes around your leg and begins to circle your clit with the same intensity as my thrusts. You moan loudly against the countertop. You back begins to tense. Your legs being to twitch. You feel this incredible rush of heat growing inside you. My fingers rub your clit faster and faster. My cock slams you harder and harder. You can’t hold it in any longer.
With a loud scream the orgasm building inside you bursts forth, causing you to squirt juices all over my cock, all over our legs, to make a puddle on the floor. You seem to cum forever, squirting more and more of it everywhere with every thrust. The sensation still ripples through your body, leaving you numb and feeling lost. Your ears buzz as though you’re under water. Your legs collapse under you, with only me and the counter holding you upright.
Finally your orgasm slowly begins to subside, leaving your breathless, panting, and feeling empty. You try to speak, the words difficult to form, “Holy…f..f…fuck.” you manage to get out. I smile, my thrusts slowed to a crawl now.
“Did you enjoy that?” I ask your quivering form. You only manage to nod as you try to compose yourself again. You reach being you and pull me tight against your ass, my still hard cock deep inside you. I stop my thrusts.
“Need a break?” I ask.
“You…you’re…tu..turn.” you struggle to say.
“Are you sure you can handle more?”
You nod. You limply try to move my body with your hand to start thrusting once more. I laugh and take over, keeping a slow pace to let you recover. As feeling begins to come back and you catch your breath, you push yourself up and away from the countertop. With your tits free, I reach around and begin fondling your cold chest. The warmth of my hands feels amazing against your breasts. As you warm up, my fingers begin to play with your still hard nipples, giving them gentle pulls and twists. You reach one of your hands up to hold my hand against your breast and join me in massaging it.
Seeing you struggling to support yourself, I guide you over to the table. I regretfully slip out for a moment as I help you sit down on the table to face me. My arms spread your legs and wrap around your thighs. I guide my cock back inside you and resume my slow thrusting, this time watching the pleasure on your face. You look back with a smile and bite your lip as I fuck you with my full length.
I dip my head towards you and meet your lips. Together we explore each others mouths with our tongues as my cock continues to glide in and out of your soaked pussy. I slowly pull away and begin working my lips down your body. Kissing your chin, down your throat, slowly across your chest. Each kiss leaving a lingering hint of my tongue as I pass by. I move over to your delicious breasts and take your nipple in my mouth. Sucking and swirling my tongue around it, you lean your head back and groan. I continue tasting every square inch of your nipple, biting, flicking, and pulling it as I feast upon you.
As you moan and squirm under me, I can’t help but thrust a bit faster, penetrate a bit deeper. I move over to your other breast to give it the same treatment. After letting me thoroughly explore your other nipple, you push me away and look me straight in the eye.
“Fuck me harder.” you demand.
“Yes ma’am.” I tell you with a smirk.
I pull myself off of you and push your legs together, bending them on top of you. Your pussy tightens around my girth, letting you feel each thrust more than before. You let out a low moan. I pick up the pace and begin fucking you harder and harder, just like you wanted. Your moan turns into a scream.
“Is this what you wanted you slut? You wanted to be fucked hard and rough?” I ask you between breaths.
“Yes! Yes fuck me harder sir!” you scream for me.
I clutch onto your thighs, digging my fingernails into you as I fuck you harder and faster than before. I raise myself on the balls of my feet to better angle my cock inside you. You scream with every thrust now, the head of my cock rubbing your g-spot. You won’t be able to last much longer. Already you can feel another orgasm building.
“You gonna cum for me slut?” I demand of you. You managed to nod and squeak out a “Yes”.
“Good girl.”
With that I slam myself deep into you with a final finishing thrust. You immediately start gushing all over me as your let loose another massive orgasm. As you continue to squirt, I pull myself out of you and spread your legs open.
With a few strokes of my hand, I join you in orgasm, shooting thick white ropes of warm cum all over your body and face. You greedily lap up a strand that shoots into your mouth and begin rubbing the rest of it all over your bare skin as you ride out the final throes of your climax.
I squeeze out the last few drops of cum onto your stomach and collapse in the chair I was sitting in when this all started. You’re sprawled out on the table covered in cum and panting. I turn to you, just as breathless.
“Moving is always so exhausting.” I say to you. You smile and laugh. It’s going to take longer than you thought to get things packed.
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