What a night. Major issues at work had me called in to assist in getting things back to good. And man, has it been a long one!
I close the door quietly to our upscale little apartment. It’s still early, and I don’t want to wake you. I drop my laptop bag on the floor beside the couch, and kick my shoes off.
Quietly I creep down the hall, halfway stripping as I make my way closer to our bedroom. The door is closed, but cracked some. I think to myself that it’s a bit strange, as we typically leave our door open, but quickly brush those thoughts aside as I quietly push the door open.
Despite the darkness, I see your very shapely ass peeking out from under our comforter. I can barely make out the neon green thong that’s currently being swallowed by your cheeks.
The hairs on the back of my neck instantly rise. My breathing intensifies, and my heart is thumping in my chest. You typically sleep in shorts, but very clearly while I was away you decided a change of wardrobe was necessary. Along with the other changes taking place in my body right now, I become very aware of the growing bulge threatening to poke through my boxers at any moment.
It’s been weeks since we’ve had sex, and I’ve been dying to be inside you again. I’m not going to pass up this opportunity.
I slowly, but deliberately, walk over beside you. I can hear your gentle breathing into the pillow. I place my finger tips on your thigh, just below your ass cheek, and slowly trace a line upwards. When I reach your ass, I place my entire palm on your check, softly rubbing it.
By now my cock has sprung free of my boxers, peering out the convenience hole in the front. It’s throbbing, positively filled with hot pulsing blood, pushing my skin outwards as hard as it possibly can.
You begin to stir, and whisper “what are you doing?” I simply shush you, and whisper back “just go with it.”
I can feel your body relax, as you roll from your side onto your stomach, partially raising your ass in the air. By now the blood in my body is positively boiling; everything is focused only on the animalistic desire I feel to penetrate you.
I don’t waste any time in dropping my boxers to the floor. I climb onto the bed, as you spread your legs open to accommodate me. I grab the thin strip of fabric separating our bodies and move it aside, noting the strings of grool between your lips and the thong.
“Mmm, I think someone may be ovulating” I groan into your ear as I press the head of my thick cock against your vulva. You giggle, and push back against me right at the moment that I drive the length of my shaft into your body.
Holy fuck! It’s only been a few weeks, but it may as well have been a lifetime. I hardly remember you feeling this way; your pussy clenching me tightly, coating the length of me as I struggle pushing into you. You bury your face into the pillow soas to muffle the moan — no, the guttural growl — that is escaping your mouth right now.
I finally manage to get all the way inside you, and I can feel my head pressing against your cervix. Everything about this feels so brand new, like it’s our first time all over again. I raise myself up into a push-up position as I begin slowly thrusting into you.
I don’t remember your pussy ever feeling this wet. I have a stream of juice dropping down from my balls, pooling on the sheets below us. You clench around me even tighter as I increase my pace. I don’t know if it’s your newfound pelvic floor strength, or the fact that it’s been so long since I’ve cum, but I can tell right away this isn’t going to be a long encounter.
Your wetness continues to spread further, I’ve never felt anything quite like this in my life. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you emptied an entire bottle of lube into yourself before I got home. Halfway down the front of my thighs I can feel it.
You squeeze your muscles again and immediately I know I’ve got maybe two good thrusts left in me. My body is on a crash course, headed to the edge of the cliff, with no hope of avoiding the inevitable drop that’s ahead.
I’m grunting, practically growling at this point, when I give in to the animalistic urges deep inside me. I slam my pelvis against your ass, right as the first stream of cum pulses forward, right against your cervix. I feel you arch your back some, angling your ass higher as I throb deep inside you. Wave after massive wave crashes directly into your womb as I empty everything I have into it.
I collapse onto your back, trying to collect my thoughts, and my breath. Breathing in, I catch a whiff of your hair, and I’m intoxicated by the unfamiliar scent. “Did you get a new shampoo?” I sheepishly ask, immediately regretting the childish nature of my question. After what we just shared, something so mundane seems absolutely out of place.
Before you could muster an answer, I hear the vibration of my phone on the kitchen counter where I set it down. “Fuck, probably work again. Don’t go anywhere!” I command as I stand up. It’s still incredibly dark, but my eyes have adjusted some, and I can’t help but stare a moment at your ass. It looks shapelier somehow.
Before departing, I place your thong back over your gaping labia, knowing full well it doesn’t stand a chance against the river of cum inside you that will be flowing out shortly.
I make it to the counter and pick up my phone, and the hairs on the back of my neck stand up again. Time seems to stop, and the world stops spinning, as I stare at my phone and see your name and picture on the screen. How in the world are you calling me, when you’re face down post coitus in the bed that we share?
I snap back to reality as the call ends. I didn’t get it in time before your call was sent to voicemail.
I nearly jump out of my skin when the phone begins buzzing in my hand. It’s your name and picture again. I hit the answer button, and put it up to my ear as I consider the impossibility of what I’m witnessing right now. I somehow manage to stammer a hello into the speaker.
“Oh good! I was afraid I wouldn’t catch you. Listen, I got called in to work, so when you get home I won’t be there. But there’s something else. My sister left her boyfriend last night. Didn’t have anywhere to go, so I told her she can stay with us a few days. We’ll figure out sleeping arrangements before tonight but for now she’s in our bed. I didn’t want you to go in there and freak out when you realized, so I’m glad I caught you. How’s everything going at work? Think you’ll be done soon?”
My life went flashing before my eyes. There wasn’t a mirror nearby, but I can only imagine that every bit of color had just drained out of my face. I felt my stomach drop, like I was on a roller coaster.
“I… yea. All good here. I just got home, so it’s a good thing you… let me know.”
“Well good. I’m sorry the bed isn’t open, but try not to disturb her. She’s not in a good place right now. Catch a bit of sleep on the couch and after she’s up you can move to the bed. Look I gotta go, love ya!”
The line went dead. I slowly set the phone on the counter, and stared at it for what felt like an eternity.
Suddenly I felt as though I were being watched. I look towards the hallway, and there you are, wearing only the lime green thong I was just moments ago covering your freshly fucked pussy with. You had a coy smile on your face as you stared at me, naked, standing just outside the kitchen, trying to collect myself.
Hours go by. Ok, it was only a few brief seconds. But it sure felt like hours. You raise an eyebrow and say “are you coming back to bed? I’d love to… just go with it… again.”
I can’t bring myself to say anything. From the moment I first met you, I’ve had an attraction to you. If I’d met you first, maybe it’d be you and I married, sharing this upscale apartment. And your sister, my wife, might be with the terrible guy that treats you like shit.
“Suit yourself. You know where I’ll be” you say, as you turn and walk down the hallway. You pause in the doorway of the bedroom and look back at me. You bite your lip before heading back in.
It was then I became aware of the fact that my cock was rock hard again. I knew now that I wouldn’t be getting any sleep today. I made my way down the hall towards the bedroom, knowing that there’s no way I can ever resist being inside you again.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qmdmjt/an_unexpected_surprise