Urgent Need in the Middle of the Night

I cant sleep, thinking about your cock. Thinking about it sliding in so smoothly, searing hot and so, so tight. It makes me ache, just thinking about it. Giving up on sleep, I get up, slip on some flip flops and walk next door. It’s late, and I have no business knocking on anyone’s door at this hour, but my need is overruling my brain. I know you’re home, and I know you’re alone. Wearing just a tshirt and panties, the night air makes my nipples tighten, making it very obvious that I’m not wearing a bra. I feel exposed outside, dressed like this, and that adds to my exhiliration.

I knock softly on your door and wait, my anxiety about this whole thing increasing by the second. You don’t answer so I knock hard with the side of my fist, rattling the door frame. Again, no one answers. Before I leave, I try the knob and its unlocked. I creep into your house and make my way to the bedroom, standing in the doorway, I let my eyes adjust to the darkness.

Punishment, Pain and Pleasure

I open the door and you’re standing across the dimly lit room. I immediately zero in on that bulge in your pants, after all, that’s why I’m here, isnt it? I crawl to you on my hands and knees, kneel in front of you. I unbutton your pants, and make eye contact as I pull your zipper down with my teeth. I lower your pants and let them fall to the floor. As soon as the elastic band of your boxers clears your cock, it springs out and slaps me under the chin. You’re already so hard. I cant resist a quick taste. I lick the head, swirling my soft, velvety tongue around the edge, then over the top, darting into the hole. I lick down your shaft, then take each one of your balls in my mouth, sucking them gently. I reach down to your pants puddled around your ankles and pull your belt out of the loops. I hand it to you. You look at it, dangling from your hand and look at me with your eyebrow raised. I lick my lips.