All day at work, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. And, what I would do to you. I was so ecstatic to see you even though I saw you less then twenty four hours ago.
Once I got home, I went ahead and prepped the dough for pizza. I could tell by your text you had a long, exhausting day so I knew to make sure dinner was ready when you stepped in.
“Smells good,” you said as you entered the door. You took off your coat and walked over to meet me in the kitchen. You gave me an engulfing hug and a lip tingling kiss.
“Go have a seat and warm up. Your face is freezing,” I said. You gave a light pat on the behind, and made your way to the table.
“I had a lot of meetings and other bullshit today,” you said while rolling your shoulder and head around.
While we waited 10 minutes for the pizza to finish up, I walked over and started to massage your shoulders and neck deliberately. You sighed in relief. I started massaging your head and making a mess of your snow kissed hair. I could hear you relaxing and breathing deeper.
“This will just have to continue post dinner. I just heard the timer.”
When you were nearly done, I got up to take your plate. But before I grabbed the plate, you pushed your chair out and yanked me on your lap. I adjusted myself to straddle your lap as you started kissing my neck. I pulled your lip to mine an started kiss you deeply. I explored your mouth with my tongue while grinding my warm crotch against yours. I felt your hand traveling to my hip, thrusting your hardening cock against my moist pussy.
I unbutton your shirt and start trace your neck with my tongue. I feel and hear your breath become hot and labored. I unseat myself in order to continue kissing and sucking your chest. I pay extra attention to your hardening nipples. As I do so, I start to undo your belt, button, and zipper. I can feel your throbbing cock free itself from your restrictive pants.
I get on my knees and lock onto you eyes.
“What do you think we do with this? “ I remarked about your dick and I gently trace it with my index finger. I can feel it squirming to be free of your underpants.
You smile and say, “You know exactly what to do.”
I retort back, “But, I want you to say what you want, explicitly.” I’m now disrobing my top and showing off the lace bra you picked out.
“Oh God, I want you to suck my cock until I cum all over your tits.”
With that, I smile and pull your pants down to your ankle. I rub your cock on my face while I suck and lick your scrotum. You put your head back and moan. I trace the veins on your penis with my tongue, ever so careful as to not touch the head.
“Please, suck me off, “ you say.
“Maybe in a second,” I say as I prolong the process. You know how I like to take my time, savoring every topographical part of your wonderful dick.
When the tip of your penis is engulfed in blood, I slowing take the the tip of my tongue and trace your head engulfed in your foreskin. I make direct eye contact and take the tip completely in my mouth. You moan in delight.
With your dick thorough wet with my saliva, I expose the head of your cock and start to suck lightly. I can see the pleasure you’re feeling on your face as I look up. As I suck, I start to stroke your shaft with my hand. As I feel you start to thrust, I speed up my thrust, almost twisting my hand around your granite hard dick.
“Fuck,” you say as I can feel your getting so close. Your whole dick wet with my spit and precum.
“I’m gonna cum.”
I take you out of my mouth and stroke you so that ropes of semen make their way all over my breasts. After your cum subsides, I lick and suck your cock clean.
As I get up and reach for a dinner napkin to clean my chest, your hand traces my leg under the skirt up to wear I’m started to drip down my thigh.
“Your turn next,” you say with a devilish smile.
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