a quickie
I thought about you last night. It was late, I found myself falling asleep in front of laptop and parents giant TV with some CSI marathon flickering. I get up go to the tiny twin bed in the overly decorated with floral spare room. Pull the covers down. Jammie bottoms and bra off. Thin overly washed tee and new Christmas panties remain. Climb in shut eyes.
Nope. Eyes pop open.
Should I pull out the vibrator?
No… just go to sleep.
Shut your eyes.
But it will help me sleep.
Well, ok just a quickie O.
The thoughts run through my head (no porn ya know). I think about sucking cock. I think about the last time I got to worship cock properly. He had this way of running and rubbing his cock all over my face. It was slick, so wet from my mouth. It was incredibly hot how it slid all over me, making me a needy cock slut.
Then I thought about what it would be like to taste your cum. You know I want to.
The vibe hitting my clit and my finger slipping between those folds of flesh.
My mind creates the image of you sliding into my moth…teasing at first, but then you feed me. Your perfect thrust fills my cheeks with you curve. My tongue licking the underside of your branch as you pull it back out. Only to slow push back into me. Cadence.
I slip the round head of the vibe in. It always make me feel like cumming on first entry. A silent moan slips out.
Fucking myself spread out. Getting hot under the covers, the back of my knees sweating. My pussy quite slick now.
I shift. You shift. Push me to the floor. My ass up and you slam into me. Oh it’s on. I am being plowed. My ass smacking into your thighs.
My vibe working. Fucking. Plunging trying to hit like you would.
Face down smothered into floor . No longer smacking, but a hitting, seeking, slow plunge into me . You found it and seem to like it. Over and over you hit inside me just right. When I cum it is solid and hard. Not wet and soak. Just creamy and slick. Closing my thighs down around the plastic cock, I finish contracting and spasming around it and let it rumble there before pulling it out and drift into sleep.
Great story. Very seductive. Instant hardon. Huge load.
Thanks for the bedtime story…now I will be able to sleep soundly as well.
There’s something weirdly naughty about getting yourself off while visiting your parents, isn’t there?
As always, I felt like I was right there with you. Delicious.
enufinches4u: well thanks love.
Wish: I can think of other ways to help you sleep soundly.
sillybastard69:I know, right. I kept thinking about that. It is my childhood home, so I have felt my pussy there for many many years, but there is really something odd about being an adult and coming back, masturbation has such a cumulative and, at times, like the other night, utilitarian motive, it is strange, yes.
Bravo, glad your living the life in SF
Very hot story! The picture complements it wonderfully. Nice work!
no_one: thanks for the read. did you just find me? or what?
Jack and Jill: the pic is so hot and real. love it too.
I’ve been checking out our stories for a while.
Masturbation really DOES make for great sleep and great dreams, doesn’t it? Amazing photo, too. The look of total abandon on her face as he pulls on her hair and pushes into her, the accompanying words as you imagine the same….very hot. Thanks for sharing this one, both the story and the pic.
Loved this bit especially: “My ass up and you slam into me. Oh it’s on. I am being plowed.”
– PB
no_one: our stories? really? yummy.
Ha ha, Freudian slip, intended to say ‘your stories’.
oh darn, I liked it so much better the other way.
xxoo.
vix