My ex girlfriend has a friend named Erin who happens to work right across the street from my apartment. Despite this, I’ve never actually bumped into Erin in my neighborhood. But yesterday, I was driving home when I saw this stunning latino woman standing on the corner in a yellow sundress. I actually slowed down to get a glimpse when suddenly, I realized the stunning woman was Erin!
I tapped the horn, but she couldn’t see me, so when I got upstairs, I texted.
“That was me. I honked at you!”
“Ohhh, I thought some creep was honking at me.”
“Yep. That was me. The creep honking at the sexy latino chick on the sidewalk.”
“Stopppp,” she said with a smiley face. “Heather would kill me.”
(Heather was my ex)
“As if we would tell her,” I said with a winky face. I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I definitely liked the flirting. “Well, you know my apartment is RIGHT across from your office.”
“Huh? I knew you were in the neighborhood …”
“Nope. Not the neighborhood. I’m right across the street.”
“1745?”
“That’s me.”
“Huh,” she said.
**What happened next was the most amazing miscommunication ever:**
“Well, if you’re ever having a shitty day and you need a break, you’re always welcome to come up here.”
**What I meant:**
“If you ever need a few minutes away from the office and want to come over for a drink, you’re always welcome.”
**What she heard:**
“If you’re having a shitty day and you want me to fuck the shit out of you, swing by!”
A full week went by. Erin posted something on Facebook about having a shitty day at the office. Was that a message to me? Was she waiting for me to DM her? I hesitated. I honestly didn’t want my ex to find out I was fucking her friends—not because I was afraid of hurting my ex, but because I didn’t want the reputation as a sleaze-ball who would do that. Buuuuut … Erin was smoking fucking hot. Worth the ding on my reputation score board.
“Rough day?” I asked.
Those three little dots popped up RIGHT away.
“OMG, my guardian angel. What’s your apartment?”
“3C,” I wrote back.
A few minutes later, my phone rang. It was the building intercom.
“Lemme up!” Erin shouted. I buzzed her in and opened my front door. When she stepped off the elevator, I waved as if I was expecting her the entire time. She walked down the hallway wearing this amazing hot pink pencil skirt. She gave me a hug and a deep kiss on my lips.
“You’re a fucking life saver,” she said as she entered my apartment. “Oh, damn. Ok. Is this your apartment?”
“Yup,” I said.
Erin stepped out of her flats and held her hair up, expecting me to unzip her dress. WAS THIS. ACTUALLY. HAPPENING? I walked over to Erin and ran my arm gently down hers as I unzipped her dress. I pressed my body against her and leaned in, kissing her neck. She broke out in goosebumps as her dress slid onto the floor. She stepped out of it and stood, her back to me, wearing a white lace bra and white lace thong. My cock throbbed.
She turned around slowly.
“So you don’t ever pull your blinds down?”
“Nope.”
“Want to give the neighbors a show, huh?”
“Yup,” I said with a smirk.
She nibbled on her bottom lip and unhooked her bra. It fell to the floor, revealing the most perfect C cup tits. Nipples pierced. My jaw hit the floor.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
“Mm-hmm, you’re about to.”
I removed my shirt and pants.
“Stop,” she said. “I wanna take them off.”
Erin walked over to me and slid her fingers in between the elastic of my boxer briefs. She slid them down slowly, her eyes totally focused the bulge of my erection. Her mouth hung open slowly. Drool ran out of her mouth as she looked on with anticipation. Suddenly, my cock sprang forth. Hard. Big. You could almost hear the puddle form in her panties.
She lowered herself to her knees and immediately and with zero effort, took my entire cock down her throat. My eyes grew wide. I’d been deep throated before, but usually, it was a struggle for the woman to fit me down her mouth. Saliva ran out of Erin’s mouth and down her chin and onto her breasts. She began to masturbate, hand under her panties, as she choked and slurped.
She began to hum and tremble as she made herself cum and as soon as she did, I yanked my cock from her mouth, a trail of saliva following, dripping. I hoisted her onto her feet and shoved her onto the sofa. She collapsed, spread her legs. I dropped to my knees and began to finger her rapidly, pressing into the spongy part of her perfect cunt while I licked her clit.
“Fuckkkk!” She groaned. “FUCK OHMYGOD FUCKKKK!”
I fingered her harder and faster until she began to drip all over my sofa.
“OH MY GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING!” She screamed.
“It’s okay, let it happen,” I said as she arched back and squirted a huge puddle onto my living room floor. She began to squirm hysterically on my sofa until she slid, slowly, onto the floor and into her puddle. She played with it, running her fingers through the liquid that had come from inside of her.
“I’ve n-never done that b-before,” she said, trembling.
“C’mere,” I said, hoisted her back onto the sofa on her hands and knees. She crawled forward and leaned onto the armrest, looking back at me.
“Fuck me hard,” she whispered.
I entered her from behind, looking at her sexy asshole while my hands rested on her hips. I slid my cock into her pink pussy. The deeper I went, the tighter she seemed to get. Her eyes grew wide as she moaned. I pushed every inch of myself into her and then began to fuck. Hard. I slammed into her. My thighs slamming into her ass.
“JESUS!” She screamed as I power fucked her. I moved so hard in and out of her that it was almost dizzying. She was shaking, cumming again, reaching desperately for her clit.
“YES!” I shouted. “YES! Fuck you’re tight!”
She was shaking. The whole sofa was moving. An inch every thrust into her. Pretty soon, we’d be in the kitchen.
“Fuck you’re deep. Fuck. FUCK. FUUUCK! I think. I think I’m going to squirt aga –”
Before she could finish, her cunt shoved my cock out of it as a torrent of squirt sprayed out of her and onto my torso. And sofa. I was soaked and wildly turned on.
“Taste yourself,” I said, needing a break. I wasn’t ready to cum.
Erin spun around and looked at me. I was soaked in squirt. She smiled and then laughed. And then she looked at my cock, which was shiny and slippery, coated in her grool, cream, and squirt. She bit her bottom lip as she crawled on her hands and knees towards my cock. Her mouth, open.
She wrapped her lips around me and sucked, slowly, running her tongue over my cock, cleaning it.
“How do you taste?” I asked.
“Sweet,” she said between sucks. “Will you punish me?”
“Yes,” I said.
She spun around, dangling her legs over the back of my sofa. Her head over the seat. She was upside down.
“Fuck my face.”
I leaned forward and slid my cock into her mouth. She gagged, but pressed her hands against my ass, pushing me deeper. She said she’d had a bad day at work and needed to be fucked hard. I took her at her word and began to pump, fucking her mouth almost as hard as I’d fucked her pussy.
I leaned closer, pressing my tongue into her pussy and licking.
“Mmmm,” she groaned.
I continued to lick her pussy while I fucked her face. She coughed. She gagged. She spit. It was wet, tight, incredible. I’d never face fucked someone like this before. My cock was coated in a thick mess of saliva. My cock was a perfect fit for her throat. She continued to gag and sputter, making all those delicious face fucking sounds.
“Ah!” She finally said, gasping for breath.
I pulled out and looked at her. Her face was a hot fucking mess. Saliva coated her hair. Her mascara was all over the place. She was exhausted looking.
“MORE!” She shouted. “Harder!”
I shrugged and plunged my cock back into her mouth, fucking harder than I had before. Soon, I started to shake. I was getting close.
“I’m gonna cum,” I shouted as I licked her clit.
She took my cock from her mouth and said, “I want to cum when you cum!”
I put my cock back into her mouth and tried my best to finger her while sucking her clit.
She began to tremble. I wanted her to squirt one more time. My sofa was already ruined. Why not destroy it?
“MMMMM!” She gurgled as saliva sloshed out of her mouth and onto her face. I fucked harder. I was close, now, but waiting for her to squirt.
“Fucking do it!” I shouted. “DO IT!”
She started to shake and suddenly, a stream shot from her pussy and ran down her torso as I ejaculated into her mouth. I came heavy. A huge load. I could feel my cock pulse with every rope that shot into her mouth. I kept cumming and cumming. It was a massive load. I was sure her mouth was full of sperm when I collapsed onto the sofa. She held her arms out and I grabbed them and pulled her up. She leaned against the arm of the sofa. Her mouth was literally full of cum. She looked at me and leaned her head back slightly and opened her mouth. I looked. I had filled her entire mouth with cum!
“Fuck,” I whispered.
Erin held her hand out and did the “take a photo” hand motion. I scrambled for my phone, opened the camera and stood over her, snapping a photo.
She drooled some of the sperm out of her mouth. It ran down her chin and dripped onto her perfect tits. I took another photo. And then, with what remained in her mouth, she gulped.
“THAT was what I needed. Now let me see those pics.”
I handed her my phone.
“Christ,” she said. “That is SO hot. Where’s your shower?”
“Back there,” I said.
Erin tossed me my phone, stood and walked towards the bathroom.
“Those are for your eyes only,” she said as she closed the bathroom door behind her and turned on the shower.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/bxiboc/miscommunication_leads_to_rough_face_fuck_mf
Hot well written story.