"As long as you come home to me." The last words he said before I hung up the phone. I made him promise to answer whatever time I call. Made him promise to open the door. Made him promise to wake up for me. So I could make him cum for me...
I've spent the last 3 hours with my girls, sweating it out in our favorite clubs. We've flirted shamelessly and managed to get enough free drinks to be eligible for a DUI. I sit behind the wheel of my car trying to shake off all the advances and delete the added numbers in my phone. I must admit my drunken ass danced the night away and now I'm extremely horny. I start my drive to him and I hope he's ready for me.
When I pull into the parking lot of his apartment building and make the call. First time, voicemail. I hang up and call right back. Around the third ring, he groggily answers the phone. I get out the car and walk to his door. I kiss him as I walk in and head straight to the bathroom. I grab some towels to freshen up, wipe the salty taste from my skin, but to keep my fragrant oils in place. I reheat the towel and head to his room with it in my hand.
He's laying on the bottom of the bed with his feet hanging over. I kneel on the bed beside him. I take my time removing him from his boxers and stroking him with the warm towel. I make sure every part of him that sits between his legs gets some love and attention and lukewarm wetness. He stirs sleepily as his member grows harder. Tired of teasing him with a towel, I decide to return the favor he's constantly bestowed upon me. His body jerks from the new feel. My warm tongue making circles on the tip of his penis. My warm mouth and saliva cascading around him. The rhythm of my sucking. He sits up and grabs the back of my neck. I keep working.
He grabs me by the hair and pulls me off his penis. I pout. He kisses me with a passion I never felt before. I put my knees up on the bed around him, and begin stroking his dick with my hand. I work him under my skirt as we continue kissing. I move my panties aside and slide him in. I ride him slowly as I've done many nights before, gazing into his eyes. Reminds me of the first time. He holds my back and squeezes my love handles as he pulls me in for another kiss. He leans back on the bed, I follow him over. He rolls us over and places my legs on his shoulders. He knows I love it like that. His pelvis bounces off of my clit as I squirm into my first orgasm of the night. I bite down on his shoulder as I gear up to endure the continuance of his long strokes. My legs are already shaking and I try to run away. He pulls out and looks down at me, kisses me, slaps me on my side, tells me to roll over. I oblige. I toot my ass up for him as he reenters. We rock to the same rhythm. I buck beneath him, giving him my all. He reaches around and pulls me up, chokes me. I just keep throwing it back at him. My eyes are rolling back in my head, I'm biting the shit out my bottom lip. I gasp to scream, his hand is blocking my sound. My muscle pulsates around him as I end round 2.
At this point I'm upset. I was suppose to come here and get him to bust one real fast. I feel like I've failed. The bucking behind me stops and I feel him pull out. I turn around to find him standing there, looking like a small child with his dick in his hands, cum dripping down his fingers. I laugh and hand him the towel.
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