It was Friday night and I was wishing I was with him.
Chest heaving, pussy tingling, and fingers doing their job.
I was about to cum when I got a text message. “I’m around” was all it said. I smiled the biggest smile. My bright blue eyes sparkled at the thought.
“Hey there” I texted back.
He asked “what are you up to?” Coyly, as if he didn’t know.
“Taking care of myself” I told him. How could you not know what that meant?
He asked what toy I was using… I loved using the toy that made me think of him. And he knew that.
I wanted him. He knew that too. So he pushed to see how far I would go. Little did he know I was halfway to my car already. Short skirt, no bra.
Halfway to his place he texted again… “Why are you so quiet? It’s so unlike you.” I giggled. I could be quiet when I needed to be.
I got to his house and snuck in the front door. I made it all the way to his bedroom without him noticing me.
“You should really learn to lock your door.” I whispered as I removed my top.
I watched him jump a little at the sound of my voice. Then he smiled, that absolutely amazing, breathtaking smile.
I moved quickly to him. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, so I straddled him. He sucked on my tits. His hands moved from my amazing breasts, down my waist, to my hips, then to my ass.
My arms around his neck, rubbing and stroking. I nibbled his ear as his fingers found I wasn’t wearing any panties.
He squeezed my cheeks and moved his fingers to my holes.
I whispered in his ear, “yes, please!”
My hips gyrated against his. I felt him grow harder with every thrust.
I slid down from his lap to my knees. I unbuttoned his boxers and grasped his massive cock hungrily.
My mouth swallowed his cock. My head bobbed up and down as he grasped my hair. He pushed me down deeper onto his cock. I gagged but kept going. Up and down, deeper and deeper. I love tasting him.
He pulled my hair back to make me stop going down on him. I stood up as he did.
He lifted me easily off the ground. My legs wrapped around him. He pushed me up against the wall as his cock slipped easily into my wet pussy. He fucked me eagerly. Harder and harder he thrusted into my pussy. I held my breath to keep from screaming.
He pulled me away from the wall ripped my skirt off and laid me on his bed. He pushed hard into me a few more thrusts before pulling out and flipping me around.
I was on my knees, ass in the air, hands grasping the blanket. He slid into my pussy and grabbed me by my hips. I rocked back and forth as he pushed into me.
He slid out of me. I felt the cool touch of lube cover my asshole. His finger went in gingerly. “Are you my sexslave?” He asked. “Yes yes yes!” I gasped eagerly. He removed his finger and something much bigger began rubbing up against my waiting hole. He was huge! But I was ready. I often used my plugs to train myself for this very moment. I knew how much he loved anal sex.
He pushed ever so gently in. I gasped, bit my lower lip and pushed back into him. I heard him groan the most satisfying groan as he pushed deeper into me. He pulled in and out and made the lube do its job. He was balls deep in my ass now and growing tired of being gentle. I knew he wanted to just wreck me. Make my ass as sore as can be. “Fuck me hard” I whispered. He took direction well and began to increase his pace. Harder and faster he fucked my asshole. Still trying not to scream, proving I could be quiet. Holding my breath and biting my lip. It felt so good! He maneuvered his fingers to my pussy as his huge cock pounded my asshole. I knew I couldn’t hold back anymore. I told him “I’m cumming” he increased his finger technic penetrating both holes as deep and hard as he could. I came. Hard. It was a mess. My cum covered his fingers.
He pulled back and released me from his cock. I turned over to give him a good target. He licked his fingers and rubbed his cock. Aiming for my amazing 36D tits. He made quite the mess of me as he came all over me. I licked hungrily as much as I could. I love the taste of him. He took my pussy one more time. Releasing his cum more with every thrust. I was filled. I was covered. I was so satisfied. As was he.
We laid there for a bit, his caressing my tits. I knew if I stayed long enough I could get him to go another round on me. But not tonight. I got redressed. Whispered in his ear “I told you I could be quiet.” and left.
He may think I am his sexslave. But he is totally mine too.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nz2c6k/friday_night_fuck