DAY 4:
I woke up first, the sun was still rising and so I wanted to get up and make her breakfast. I carefully got off of her and moved the blanket off but even so.
“where you going?”
“I was going to make you breakfast.”
“I don’t want breakfast; I just want you.” her voice is irresistible. I put my arm back under her head and she then moved her face in my hand and pushed her ass into my crotch. My horniness took over once more and my desire rose with my erection. I lifted her leg while I ran my hand down it until I touched pussy. I placed my cock on top of her thigh and lowered her leg and began to slowly thrust. It was my turn to taunt her. I reached my right hand around and teased her clit, pinching it flicking it and tapping it. Her skin got Goosebumps and I licked her back causing her to moan and move then she tried to grab my cock but I stopped her.
“how would you like your breakfast?” I whispered in her ear before nibbling on it with only my lips.
“Surprise me.” I stopped what I was doing and repositioned myself to lay flat on my back and took the blanket off revealing my morning wood. She smiled and crawled; I mean crawled over to it putting her pussy in my face which I licked quickly before lightly spanking her ass. She chuckled as she turned her body and hovered over my cock, she dripped drool onto it then went down like a person dying of thirst that just found water. I moaned and made fists while she slopped over my cock. She didn’t gag when she’d take all 8 inches in, drool slid down my cock onto my crotch balls and thighs. She began to jerk me as well but I didn’t want that my cock wanted only the warm smooth wet embrace of her mouth. I placed my hands on the back of her head.
“surprise.” I thrusted my cock upwards into her mouth once to test how’d she take it, she gagged only once. I waited for more but all she did was give me a thumbs up. I thrusted again and again and again until it was relentless. I was about to cum. “swallow it all” I came with all 8 inches in her, my head touched the back of her throat and gushed out hot cum down her throat. I felt her swallow 3 times then my cock went soft and I lifted her head. She smiled then wiped her face as she stood herself up on her knees. Giving me a full view of her as if asking me what I wanted for breakfast. I immediately got hard again and took her arm and pulled her on top of me. We giggled at our intimacy and how lucky we were to have it. She presented her unharmed breast to me but I shook my head so then she moved her hair away from her unharmed shoulder. I shook my head once more then turned her over as I sat up and got behind her to grab her hips with a steel grip. I pulled her ass up and I gently kissed her pussy first before I then buried my face in it. Immediately I stuck both of thumbs in her asshole as I stuck my wide long tongue in her pussy. I pushed and scraped her asshole with my thumbs while I circled my tongue around her pussy before simply sucking on her lips. “Cal please don’t stop, don’t ever stop.” I pushed deeper into her asshole before switching my thumbs out for my middle fingers. “I want it, today, tonight, I want you to claim my asshole. Stretch it and shape it to your cock and your cock only.”
“youre not going to work today then.” I stopped
“really and whys that?” I got on top of her keeping myself above her with my arms my cock now touching her ass and my mouth next to her ear.
“because you won’t be able to walk.” I lowered myself back down and bit into her ass bringing pain and pleasure not blood. She came right then and there soaking my fingers in her juices which I immediately put in my mouth then hers. She went limp and twitched and moaned while I laid back down next to her. Both of us were covered in sweat.
“best, breakfast, ever.” She said through gasps.
“I’ve had better.” I teased for which she playfully slapped my arm. “but you know what would make this even better?”
“4 of you?” I blushed and chuckled while she stared at me with a grin.
“I’ll be back.” I shot out of bed and ran downstairs to get what I wanted.
I came back with, chocolate syrup, whip cream.
“and where do you think you’re going to put that?”
“wherever I want.” I got on my knees just in front of the bed and put them down one next to the other. “turn over and switch sides of the bed. She did as I asked. I grabbed with chocolate syrup and spelt out “mine” across her ass cheeks. She yelped from the cold then giggled.
“what are you doing?”
“taking what’s mine.” She groaned at my words. I licked and licked like the fat kid I used to be smearing it with my face before finally biting down once more. God Damnit I couldn’t get enough of her ass! I wish I could somehow do more to it. I had thought because I hadn’t tucked it and made it mine it drove me crazy but no. Her ass was and is just that perfect.
“shit” she moaned and I was pulled out of my horniness
“did I hurt you?” I asked with chocolate covered face of worry. She laughed so hard she rolled onto her back. “I’ll take that as I no.” she rolled back over and positioned herself in the middle of the bed, her face now facing mine.
“come here.” She kissed me so passionately then came her tongue as she moved her lips away. She licked my face, again and again while she kissed me and soon it was all gone. She then brought her mouth to my ear. “it’s just that I want you in my ass more than anything.”
“well I kind of wanted to save that for your birthday for next week after the concert.”
“wait, you mean you want to keep this going even after mom and dad get back?”
“Chloe, I want to be with you until I die. When we move out, we can live together and no one will suspect a thing. Except for maybe our neighbors.” Tears fell from her eyes then she hugged me and I hugged her back.
“now give me that chocolate syrup.” I gave it to her and she sat back with her legs open but she put the syrup on her tits. In a goddamn spiral with her nipples in the middle. “whip cream.” She ordered just before laughing and I tossed it to her then she covered her nipples with the cream then filled her mouth.
“if I clean those, I get to titfuck you and you blow me in the shower.” This was a challenge as I had a weak sweet tooth and couldn’t stand too much sugar. Hell I was already at my limit for it, but I wanted that titfuck.
“you should be worried about how you’re going to make up the lack of anal today.”
“I won’t stop even if it hurts you, if you beg or cry.”
“that’s what I want. So get cleaning.” I through myself on her pinning her down for reasons I still don’t know. I followed the chocolate counter-clockwise leading to the whip cream, the sugar got to me after her first breast. I felt sick. But thankfully “hey I want some.” I lifted my head revealing a whipped cream beard, she laughed then brought her face to mine. Our tongues danced in the chocolate and saliva, she even licked around my mouth to get more. “next” I groaned and went to her other breast and muscled through it, but this time I kept the whipped cream, nipple to myself and I got an idea. I smeared most of the chocolate on my face then went to kiss her.
“seconds?” we joined tongues once again, she licked my mouth and face clean then I went back to finish the job. “there.” I got off her and stood up, my dick hard as ever, she stood up and walked over to her mirror to see if I got it all. She smiled then walked over to me and got on her knees. “no lay down flat on the bed.” She obeyed teasing me with her pussy as she crawled into bed and laid down. I got on top of her and positioned my cock right above her tits.
“would you like me to suck it too?”
“just the tip.” We giggled. I slid my cock in between her already salvia covered tits and she pressed them wrapping around. I thrusted once to test if she can take my force, she could. I did so again and again until I was thrusting nonstop. she lifted her head and opened her mouth to take in my head in again and again. she teased it by kissing it and licking it when she knew I was about to cum. I wanted to unload on her tits but my dick decided differently and so my load covered her face and throat. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth hoping to get some of it.
“can I take a shower now?” she asked like a child asking their parent for permission. I looked on at her, face covered in cum, my cum, tits covered in my saliva and smeared faint chocolate. Her pussy still covered and filled in my cum from the night before.
“very well.” I got off of her and let her get up so she can go get the water running. I walked in as soon as I saw the steam emerge from the open door and I closed it behind me. she was peeing when I got in and so I stepped in the shower leaving th curtain open for her. I grabbed her body wash but she stopped me when she got in from behind.
“no, I want your scent.” I put hers down and grabbed my own then turned around and poured it on her chest. I then spread it on her tits aggressively but once I saw her face and realized how special this all was, and what we were doing now. I slowed down and made it more sensual, passionate, careful. I ran my hands all over her breasts ever so gently, I moved down to her stomach which she chuckled a little since she’s ticklish. I stopped at her waist then moved to just above her ass then I moved up her back. All the while her eyes were closed and she had a smile across her face and blushing. we parted as I started to go down her arms and as I got to her hands we interlocked them then I kissed her. pressing her against the wall with my hard dick in between her legs. I didn’t want to fuck neither did she, this wasn’t sexual, it was passion, love, admiration, appreciation. Of her body, soul, and mind. It was as if the water washed away our initial raw sexual desires leaving our love for one another. We let go so I could finish washing her, we hated to but we parted lips and I squatted down and started in between her thigh gap with both hands. She held me in place so I didn’t fall as I moved down her inner thigh down to her feet. I started back up moving to her outer thigh and stopped when I reached her ass.
I didn’t touch it; I was scared I’d ruin the moment but she gently grabbed my hands and placed them on her ass. I spread the soap across them and in between them which made her gasp but she then covered her mouth. She too didn’t want to ruin the moment so I looked up to her, didn’t say a word for I didn’t have to. I took a deep breath and was nervous as if this was the first time being with my sister like this. I moved in between her legs and slowly and gently stuck my soap covered fingers in her soft, warm, inviting beautiful, vagina. Her body shuddered and once again got goosebumps but she didn’t cover her mouth. she moaned in whispers until I was done. I was going to stand up but she stopped me by pressing down on my shoulders.
“my, asshole, I would like you to, clean, it.” she was so embarrassed, couldn’t even make eye contact until I smiled and blushed myself as I looked up at her. the water beating down on my back. I got a little more soap on my fingers and went back in between her legs and up her ass and into her asshole. I fingered it in and out to clean it properly and she closed her thighs around my head. I finished and stood back up but she still wouldn’t look at me so I gently took her chin in my left hand. I turned her head and as I did I held her face in my right hand brushing her hair behind her ear as I did so. She finally looked me in my eyes and fireworks went off, for the both of us.
“Chloe, I see you.” she kissed me ever so passionately and as much as I hated it I departed from her “I see you, Chloe.” I kissed her, our tongues danced, my hands lifted her up and when she lowered I penetrated her. she felt different than before, better, I can’t exactly explain it but it’s not because she was tighter or wetter, but more…comfortable. My penis didn’t want to explode, it wanted to explore, experience her. I wanted to experience her, every inch, every second of everyday I wanted her. wanted to learn of her, from her and to this day. I do. I don’t know how she does it, but every day I somehow learn something new either about her or from her. she always was the smarter one, just not with men. Until me. I know how that sounds but those are her words not mine. I thrusted into her again and again, my left hand stuck around her ass, my right stuck around her face. Her hands digging into my back or gripping my hair as she moaned in my ear and I in hers. It was in that moment I truly realized and knew she was the only woman I’ll only want, the only woman I’ll fight, kill, and die for. and she me. I walked us into the water to wash the soap off of her. that’s when I came in her, truly came into her with all my love for her I sent my hot semen into her. I felt it fill her as it then covered my penis as well until I pulled out. We both felt it. we both knew it. we both wanted it. we parted lips our eyes locked and full of tears, tears of happiness. For 22 years she looked for her worth, for 17 years I looked for my worth.
Finally we had found it, finally we fucking found it and by god did it feel good.
“I love you.” we both said in unison
“you’re turn now.” She turned me around and reached over my shoulder pushing me forward to the bottle of body wash in the right corner in front of us. She poured some into onto my back then ran her hands down my back ever so gently however unlike me she didn’t stop. she went down my ass then playfully gripped them biting her lip and moaning in my ear. before moving down my thighs as much as she could while still standing. She went around to the front of my thighs appreciating my muscles before moving up to my penis. She started with my balls then moved up to my once again hard cock. She giggled as she wrapped her hand around it and slowly and ever so gently began to stroke it while I quietly moaned. She stopped once she knew it was clean and went up my stomach which tickled for the moment. She stopped at my chest and held me closer to her then rested her head on my back, her breasts pressed against me. they were so warm and soft; her hands were softer. The water washed down the both of us, in between us and so that’s what she wanted to stop. she did. Once she was ready to let go she squatted and I turned she ran her hands down from my ass down to my ankles then went back up from the front.
She stared at my erect penis for moment but stood up instead keeping her hands on my chest and when stood up. she had her hands around my face and once again we kissed.
“let’s do hair later.” She said
“as you wish.” I responded as she got out and grabbing 2 towels from the bathroom cabinet while I turned off the water and stayed in the tub. Watching her every move glisten in the light, the right parts moving more than they should with each step and movement. She handed me a towel and I wrapped it around myself quickly drying myself. Only so I could do what I wanted with her, just as she was wrapping her towel around herself. I wrapped myself around her taking the towel from her and holding her in my arms. She giggled and wrapped her hands around mine as I kissed her on the cheek and we looked in the mirror as it was clearing up.
“I want to be yours, all of me.” she guided my ass to lift her towel then onto her ass. “I don’t care if I cant walk afterwards or if it hurts. I want to know from this day on that I’m yours and you’re mine. I want you to know that. She turned around and dropped her towel grabbing my face my long black hair falling on the sides of her face creating a tunnel of sorts just for our eyes. “now let’s go to your bed.” she let go and opened the mirror cabinet and grabbed a bottle of lube I didn’t know she had in there she smiled at my reaction in the mirror. She opened the door and walked across the hall flaunting her perfect ass at me. I went into her room and grabbed one of her dildos out of her drawer I knew was there when I tried to hide a surprise gift for her in one of her clothes drawers. I entered my room just as she did 3 days before, she lay on my bed on her stomach with her back to me. the bottle of lube on my pillow to the left she didn’t know I was there but she was expecting me to be. I grabbed the lube and covered the dildo and my fingers I tapped her ass to let her know I was there. I opened her legs and slowly inserted by hard penis into her vagina, she moaned as she arched her back until I was all the way in. I didn’t thrust I just stayed inside her while teased her asshole before sticking three fingers into her. slowly and gently, in and out, I felt her stretch just a little.
“does it hurt?”
“like a pinch.”
“I’m going to try the dildo now okay?”
“I knew you found it.”
“I was going to hide a surprise present in your drawer, I didn’t know it was your dildo drawer.” She playfully gasped faking being insulted.
“I do not have a drawer of”
“there are like 6 in there.”
“8” I raised an eyebrow and slid the dildo into her she gasped and gripped by sheets and faced forward.
“did I hurt you?”
“fuck that felt so good” I took it out, slowly and goosebumps covered her skin and she pulled on my sheets even more. I pushed it in again faster and pulled out faster but when I did she got up and wrapped her arms around me pulling me onto the bed with her. “I can’t wait anymore Cal; it needs to be you.” I got up taking her with me only to get her on her knees she kept herself up with her hands. I lubed my dick and approached her asshole with my head, I tapped and teased it, testing to see how quickly and easily it would go in. I wanted it, wanted her, wanted every hole of hers to me mine and this is all that remained. I took a chance and pushed it in as I leaned forward to grab her breasts. We both gasped, she had to keep herself up and I swear I saw drool fall from her mouth onto my bed. She denies to this day still. I myself was surprised how tight she was and the grip she had on me was intense. I pulled out leaving only my head in then thrusted again and again until I found, we found our rhythm. I grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples she moaned aloud without caring how loud she was. I thrusted harder and faster then I went to tease her clit and finger her. “deeper. Harder.” She said through gasps and moans. I thrusted as hard as I could once which made her cry out before letting herself fall raising her ass even more. I got onto the bed and squatted over her and thrusted harder smacking my thighs against her cheeks. So hard it sounded like I was slapping her as hard as I could in the face or vice versa.
She cried now, screamed now with each thrust her body went completely limp which only turned me on even more and drove me to somehow pound her harder. I felt it coming as did she.
“no.” she said. “no” she ordered. “no” she begged. “please don’t.” she cried. But I couldn’t stop moving and I couldn’t stop cumming. It shot out into her, filling her, hotter than ever, so much came out I thought I had pissed in her. my penis pulsed, pumping more and more into her until I couldn’t stand the thought of having pissed in her so I pulled out to check. I didn’t it was just that much. It came out of her ass and dripped onto the carpet in front of the bed, exactly where she had been sitting where all this started. I gasped as I tried to catch my breath while my penis softened and I stared at her. she stayed still, she couldn’t move except for twitch as she came, I could hear her trying to moan through the overwhelming pleasure. Finally she fell down on her side. I joined her laying down next to her to find her crying with a smile on her face. “thank you.” she said.
“can you move?”
“I don’t even want to try.” She giggled “you?”
“just thirsty.”
“me too.” She waited for me to go and get her a drink now that she can’t move.
“oh, right.” I got up and went downstairs to get us some water from the fridge taking my time. Looking at the house knowing, deciding where and when I wanted to take her, even when our parents are home. How to get away with it, how to recover from it, how to hide it in plain sight. I went back upstairs and when I got into the room she was asleep wrapped in my sheets leaving me the blanket and half the bed. I smiled as I took in how cute she looked, I left the water bottle there for her and left closing the door behind me. to go clean the house and do the chores our father left for us, me to do before they return.
DAY 4: Night
I finished the yard, cleaned out the garage of all excess and put in on the curb with the trash bins, cleaned up the backyard. The sun was down now and then the back patio light turned on scaring me for a second until I realized it was her and she was awake. I looked to the patio sliding glass door and saw her wearing my favorite t shirt and nothing else. She was smiling at me, enjoying the view of me working on the house, picturing it to be me in the future when we had our own place. Which we now do. I waved to her and she waved back as I made my way to the door, her freshly washed hair and perfume mixed with the cool air and the smell of dinner was intoxicating.
“hey”
“hey” I looked over at the stove and kitchen, she had made a mess and she knew it.
“I thought id make you dinner for once.”
“yeah I can see that.”
“I’ll clean it up by the time you’re out of the shower.”
“I can see you can walk?”
“it hurts every time I step.” I smiled
“I’m not kidding my legs shake still.”
“enough to not go to work?”
“I’m sure I’ll be sore in the morning now go take a shower so we can eat dinner together.”
“as you wish, ma’am” she knew I talked that way to women but never to her, but now I did and I meant it for the same effect I wanted it to have on other women. She blushed and walked back to the stove
“go” she pointed upstairs with the spatula she then picked up without looking at me. I went upstairs as ordered and took my shower, put my music on the speaker and enjoyed my shower washing the dirt and sweat off of my body and hair from a days hard work. Now that I thought about it I was hungry finally after my breakfast, damn sugar ruined my appetite. Even though my hands were touching me they were hers, her soft small hands over my body. yet I finished quickly so I could see her in person and eat dinner with her like I’ve done so many times now. It always brings me joy to see her face when she eats my food knowing she loves it. especially since she stopped eating before we started to get close and when she did she ate junk food. Also nice to see her act and be who and how she really is and wants, even dress the way she wants. And overall just be comfortable being herself, and I’m glad I get to experience that every day to this day. I dried myself off, got dressed, and went downstairs to see the table set for 2, with sweet tea to drink. She was doing the dishes as I do every time after I make dinner before I eat said dinner. it was weird to see her do them for the first time in years since once I came of age I took over chores of the house. She looked cute, humbled, and it was cute to see her think away as she did them like I always did.
“did you cook for FEMA or just the neighborhood?” I mocked after looking at the amount of dishes she used and how much were still on the counter to be cleaned. She chuckled but didn’t look at me for she was blushing and embarrassed.
“I haven’t cooked before so I didn’t know what to use.”
“you work at a restaurant.”
“I stay in the front, away from the food. Except for when I bring the guests their food.” I walked over to her to see the damage she did to my pans, as I call them since I’m the only one who cooks in the house now. And well I bought them, all new pans since I love to cook and am the only one.
“it seems I’ll have to teach you then.” I wrapped my arms around her stomach softly as I embraced her and rested my head on her right shoulder. She chuckled and brought her right hand up to my face.
“I’d like that.” She turned her head and kissed me. I took her hand away and grabbed her other hand and started to do the dishes with her hands. “what are you doing?” she laughed, we laughed.
“I’ll do them later, let’s eat.”
“but I made the mess, I want to be the one clean it up.”
“whoever stays up latest cleans them up?”
“you’ll win.”
“I know.” I kissed her neck and brought ours arms out of the water and walked us backwards to the dinner table. Kissing her neck or cheek with each step her giggling each time and I could feel her body get warmer and warmer with each kiss. I pulled out her chair for her and she took her seat as I pushed it in.
“it might not taste as good as your cooking but” I raised my hand
“I know, it’s okay. All that matters is that you tried.” Her eyes opened her mouth agape her arm still out from reaching for the sweet tea, while I took my seat across from her.
“whats wrong?” I asked though I knew why she that was her reaction, being the oldest out parents were always hard her about getting everything right to set an example for me. as well as give them the reputation of having the perfect pretty child that would be a success story for wine and cheese get togethers. Nothing she did was good enough and very few times she did what she actually wanted to do with her life, with her childhood. Which is why I’m guessing she acts as if video games are something new and the classic nerd movies I watch. Its cute to see her reactions to things I take for granted because of how many times I’ve seen them. I always hated myself because my parents were so busy with her they forgot about me thus giving me the freedom to do what I wanted when I wanted and be who I wanted to be. But ever since she stood up to them at the beginning of the year about how they stole her life from her, they’ve given her time to do what she wanted with her life. which to me seems like a hell of an achievement of her to be able to have done in just a couple of months after 21 years of being caged.
Then again, I may have had some part in that.
“nothing, just, I just was thinking.”
“about?”
“what if we get caught by”
“fuck them.” I barked angrier than intended since I was thinking about our parents. “Chloe, I didn’t mean.”
“no, youre right.” She took a bite and made a look of disappointment. “not as good as yours.” She said with a mouth full of food giving her puffy cheeks. I laughed.
“that’s how we learn padawan.” She swallowed while glaring at me as I took my first bite. I know she’ll read this one day so I’ll be honest as I always have been with her. it wasn’t that bad, just dry and too much salt. I ate it nonetheless because it was made by her and that makes it better than anything I had cooked until that point.
“how do you always eat so fast?”
“I don’t know, the way I see it. my brain is telling my body the objective is to eat, so I eat.”
“you just ate a plateful and I’ve only had three bites?”
“I am who I am, I am what I am until I’m not. but at least I’m the one to choose.”
“what movie is that from?” she stared at me like a curious kid. “or is it from a tv show?” she sat criss cross in her chair.
“I, I wrote it.” I said nervously as I’m shy about my writing and stories.
“which story is it from?” she believed me, unlike our parents.
“oh uhm, from a new one I made, the main character, it’s something the main character tells himself every day. Well almost every day.”
“what for?”
“he struggles with guilt.”
“whys he feel guilty?” she was genuinely interested, even my friends, who call themselves my friends only talk to me because they’re waiting for the person they’re talking to on their phone to respond.
“his brother and their fellow brothers in arms sacrificed themselves so he could survive and continue their mission.”
“which is?”
“to be the last hope for the galaxy since he’ll be the last one that stands for the fight against Vylon, the bad guys.”
“awesome.”
“thanks. What do you want to watch tonight?”
“something scary, so I can have more of a reason to cuddle with you.”
“you need more of a reason to?”
“I would like one, yes.”
“I have the perfect movie.” I had a devilish smile for the movie I had in mind was too perfect for her.
“whats the thing?” she asked from the couch as I sat down next to her with a blanket and remote in hand.
“that’s the whole point of the movie.” I pushed play and thus began the snugglefest.
“I hate you.” her voice was muffled by her face being buried in my shoulder.
“oh come on its not that bad.”
“no, Prometheus wasn’t that bad, but that, that was.”
“the thing.”
“you’re sleeping in the front tonight.”
“fine.” I got up and immediately chuckled.
“it’s not funny Calvin.”
“no, I just realized, we said we wanted our beds to be free of sex, when that’s when we did it the most.”
“yeah but that was before.”
“the shower?”
“yeah.” Our eyes met and we both had the same idea as my penis erected and her body got goosebumps and her nipples became hard. She stood up and as if in sync we touched foreheads with our eyes closed, I swear we could hear each other’s heart beats. And they were in sync.
“upstairs?”
“yes” she gasped before biting her lip. I turned and ran upstairs to get to my room to fix the bedding so my queen can have the perfect bed. I managed to fix the sheets in time when my shirt, my shirt flew onto the bed and the door closed behind me and I heard it lock. She hugged me from behind pressing her hard breasts against me while grabbing my erect penis. “the doors are locked, lights off, dishes are in the sink, now get on that bed.” I did as she said. She walked over to my speaker and plugged in my phone and typed in my password. No doubt it took her long to figure out that it was her name. she went to my music and put on Faderhead, one of many favorite artists I introduced to her in the past months. She walked over to me and the look in her eyes was animalistic, not like before, it wasn’t sexual, it was intimidating. She pushed my on my back and mounted me, I went in far more comfortable than before and we both knew why. The same primal intimidating attitude and look in my eyes took over and I grabbed her tits. I squeezed them hard and she moaned and clawed my chest with her nails and I groaned in the same manner. She rode me like a madwoman and I had had enough of it, I wanted to show her that I wanted her more.
I sat up at an angle that allowed me to thrust into her instead and we both now were creating an obtuse V. I thrusted and she moved her hips one after the other trading off our providence to one another, we were covered in sweat, fucking like dogs in heat yet slow, passionately, gracefully. I grabbed her neck then she mine as we brought ourselves close to one another making a V. We once again stared at one another, her nail marks on my chest, my handprints on her tits. we both tightened our grip as we now fucked to the beat of the song “home of the creeps”. We both knew and still know to this day and still do this to this day, choke one another as we fuck. Almost as a promise and question “I will fuck you even if it means death, will you?” I stopped when I saw her eyes begin to close and her body stopped moving as energetically as it was before. I myself had a dry throat I started to choke. We both gasped for air and gained back the life in us and embraced one another. Cumming at the same time, tears running down our faces and onto one another’s shoulders.
I directed us to fall on her side but I turned and took the fall and we immediately fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c8dd04/better_man_for_her_day_and_night_4