Hi /r/eroticliterature. I’ve posted this elsewhere, but thought it might be appreciated here. Planning on making this a decent sized story, hope you guys enjoy!
Where to begin? I guess the start is a good choice. But when exactly is the start? Our relationship started as many others do, very vanilla, with a deeper connection forming before our bodies ever connected. So the start isn’t actually all that interesting. What came next was interesting, so I guess the I’ll start from there.
I’m John. At 30 something years old I’m no spring chicken. Working a typical blue collar mechanic job my partner Fiona and I get the bills paid and have enough to enjoy ourselves a little. I’m not fit by any means, but I wouldn’t call myself totally out of shape. I simply can’t find the time or motivation to drag myself to the gym, and I don’t think it’s totally necessary.
Then there is Fiona. In her early 30s time has been very kind to my partner, her body curving in all the right directions. She keeps herself in shape, and spends most of her time relaxing and keeping the house. What can I say, we’re old fashioned.
This story starts as I return home from work. Friday is always a good day, not having to work weekends is a great perk of my company, and it’s always a relief to return home on a Friday. This particular week was long, with a few tedious jobs dragging out. Nothing ever goes quite to plan. ‘Fiona, I’m home,’ I call out as I enter the house. Fiona calls a welcome home back from the back room where she’s been keeping herself busy for the day.
I dump My work bag and remove my shoes, letting out a low groan as my feet are released from their daily prison. ‘How was work?’ Fiona asks as she comes down the hall towards me. She has been practicing with her makeup and today she looked particularly good, a light blue eye shadow and a natural lipstick with some foundation and other things I had no idea the names of.
‘Tiring, frustrating. Glad the week is over. Thinking I might go and hit the boxing bag out back and take out some tension,’ I used to do martial arts when I was a kid, and hitting a bag was always the thing that relaxed me the most. That and sparing with an actual person. It’s great to relieve stress.
‘Take it out on me,’ Fiona says. Completely taken by surprise, I look over at her. Fiona bites her lip, her eyes downcast holding one elbow with her other hand, looking like she almost regrets the words that had come out of her mouth. Then her arm falls to her side and she looks me in the eye, ‘Take it out on me. Use me to relieve your tension. I want you to.’
This was a new side of Fiona, one that I had never seen. Usually softly spoken and almost shy about her sexuality, this is a side I have never seen. Not that I was complaining, but I really didn’t know what to say. ‘What, exactly, do you mean Fiona?’ I knew what she meant. The tone of her voice and the look in her eyes had been her attempt at seduction, however naïve.
‘You know what I mean,’ she complains, ‘Don’t make me say it!’ She lets out a nervous giggle, unsure of what is to come but seemingly excited. I stood up, holding my hand out and taking her small, delicate hand in my own. Silently I lead her down the hallway toward our bedroom. Stopping just short of the doorway I push her up against the wall, pressing close and kissing her deeply. Her mouth seems to melt into mine, her arms finding my sides as mine find the back of her neck and her cheek.
‘Are you sure this is what you want?’ I ask, moving my hand down from her cheek to cradle around the base of her throat. Not constricting, at least not yet, I rub my thumb along the side of her neck feeling her pulse beating faster than usual. I watch as a shiver rakes through her and she slowly nods her head. At this my hand presses into her throat, slowly cutting off her air she gasps and looks up at me as my lips crush against hers and she returns my feverish kiss, holding onto the shirt at my sides now as my hand continues to squeeze her throat.
After seconds that felt like minutes I relax and Fiona takes a gasping breath, a small smile on her face as my hand around the back of her neck pushes her into our room. I push her to her knees at the end of our bed as I fumble with my pants, removing the buckle and dropping my pants and underwear in the same movement I sit in front of her on the bed, my cock already hard in anticipation.
I place my hand on top of Fiona’s head and grab her hair, strands coming out of her ponytail as I pull her head forcefully towards my waiting cock. Obediently Fiona opens her mouth and I begin a slow rhythm forcing her to suck my cock. This was new for both of us, previously only having been loving and mostly hands off during blowjobs, this time I was taking charge, setting the pace and depth of her movements.
‘Mmm,’ Fiona made a muffled moaning sound around my cock as I pulled her down, deeper than she had ever been on my cock, forced down by my hand on the back of her head. Releasing her she pulled back, gasping, spit drooling from the edges of her mouth, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Fiona brings her hand up and begins running it up and down my cock as she catches her breath, finally smiling up at me.
‘Use me. Anything you want,’ she says, immediately returning her head to my cock and going down as far as she can. Putting my hands on the sides of her head I stand up, Fiona rising up on her knees to follow me and I begin to forcefully fuck her face. Gluging noises coming from her throat as I forcefully ram my cock in and out of her mouth. Pulling her head deep onto my cock, forcing myself into her throat I hear Fiona gagging and I release her, a little worried I’d gone too far. Fiona catches her breath and once again smiles up at me.
‘Fuck me, please. I want you to fuck me however you want,’ she says. Fuck me. Those two words, like flicking a switch in my brain, send shivers down my spine. Fuck me. Fiona had never said that to me before. This was a different side of her, one I had never seen, one I was very much enjoying.
Reaching down I take her hair once again, using her hair to roughly help her get to her feet. She was wearing a sun dress, which worked out well for easy access for me, so I forced her body over the bed, face down with her legs trailing onto the ground, her ass half off the bed. Lifting her skirt up I saw she was wearing a skimpy pair of yellow floral panties, I could have removed them, but decided instead to pull them to the side, lining up my cock, still sloppy from her blowjob.
Taking Fiona by the elbows I pulled her arms back as I pushed my cock deep inside her, not sure exactly what I was doing but going with what felt good. Fiona’s body slightly lifted off the bed from me holding her arms and I began to fuck her in earnest. Our bodies began to slap together, echoing through the quiet house, mixing with Fiona’s moaning and my grunting.
‘Uhhhh, fuck,’ Fiona moaned quietly, her body pushing back into me in time with my thrusts. ‘I want you to cum inside me,’ Fiona said, quietly. We had spoken previously about children, but she didn’t react well to contraception so we always pulled out or used a condom. This was new. This was hot.
‘Oh God, I’m close,’ I moan to her, speeding up, listening to her moans getting louder and more desperate.
‘Yes, cum inside me, I want to feel you,’ Fiona managed to say before letting out a long, low moan and I began to feel her pussy spasm on my cock, her body writhing in my grip.
‘Ohhh fuck, here it comes,’ I moan, slamming my cock deep into her pussy and unloading my cum into her womb, the spasms wracking through my body as I began emptying my balls into her. I felt my cock pulsing five, six, seven times, my cock super sensitive nestled deep inside her twitching pussy. Low moans continued to come from Fiona as she lay on the bed, completely spent. I pulled out slowly, a dribble of cum beginning to run down her leg.
‘Are you ok?’ I ask, sitting on the bed beside her, a sheen of sweat over my forehead as well as hers, my hand stroking her hair.
‘Uh huh,’ Fiona replied, breathlessly. She finally looked up at me, ‘I really enjoyed that. Maybe we can do this more often? Please?’
How could I say no?
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