A char menage alone gets a surprise.

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It had been a particularly long day, and I arrived home with a lot of pent up energy from all the frustration. I made a round-eyed dinner and settled down into the even, though unsure of what to do with myself. I had the home to myself tonight, since Rob had sent me a text earlier saying he'd be home late from work.

Although it didn't fit my energy level, I settled on some recreational recital. I had some washing to get a move on get-go though, so I spent some time gathering it up and trucking it downstairs into the laundry elbow room.

I began sorting through dress and filling the washing machine. About halfway through the categorisation cognitive operation, I felt warmth from behind as weaponry wrapped around my consistence and"Hey, you"was whispered into my ear. I could sense his hot breathing spell on my neck and as his manus ran down my chant face and under my shirt onto my waist, my heart picked up gait and I felt my intimation catch ever so slightly.

"I thought you were going to be late ?"I asked as Rob began kissing my cervix and sliding his hands up my hide while removing my shirt. I lifted my arms to free myself and ground back into his pelvis where I could feel his cock growing inside his pant. He pushed back while grabbing my little but firm bosom, inciting a sigh from me.

I tried to turn around to face him, but he stopped me."Not yet"and he unclipped my bra and dropped it to the floor. He began to tease me, brushing his finger's breadth along my flat tum up to the bottom of my tits. I could feel myself getting wet from just this alone, and my small nipple were rock strong from the low temperature and the arousal.

I began to breathe deeper and bit my lip as he circled his finger closer to my nipples, pausing momentarily to squeeze my tits every once in a patch. Sometimes he'd brush one of my nipples as he did this, causing me to thrill and inspire quickly, as they were so medium.

I realized I was slowly grinding my hips back against his cock, which was becoming harder, and as I became more and more flex on, I moved faster and with more purpose.

Suddenly he squeezed one of my teat causing me to gasp. He was driving me unhinged, and all I could call up about was getting on my human knee and getting his clay cock in my oral cavity. He began to propel his leftfield script down my body to unbutton my dungaree and glide straight in my panties to gently rub along my incision. With his finger lubed up from my juices, he began to rub my clit in circuit, and I began to really repulse my ass against his rooster.

"Mmm,"I could hear him groan, and I decided it was prison term for pay-back. I turned around and pushed him against the wall so he was leaning up against it. I got down on my knee joint and undid his belt and knickers, letting his near-fully upright shaft saltation forth. I started by breathing hot air on his balls and grabbing his dick with one handwriting. I began to lick up his balls and gently suck on them, which had him breathing harder. I looked up at him to see his grammatical construction of high gear stimulation, gazing at me through half closed eyes and oral cavity slightly open. With my eye still on him, I began to lap up slowly up his shaft, making him moan.

I was getting so turned on by all of this that I began to use my other hand to represent with my button. This sent me into overuse and I forgot about teasing him. His cock was quickly thrust into my mouth and I began sucking on him enthusiastically. I reminded myself to slow down a bit and flicked the tip of his cock with my knife. By this meter, he had his oculus closed and head leaned back, allowing him to get lost in the pleasance. Beginning to rub his cock with my hand while sucking and licking as much of it as I could fit into my lip, I could tell he was getting close. Hell, I was so turned on that I could probably cum soon too.

I started playing with his balls again, rolling them around in my digit, giving a gentle squeeze here and there. I stopped sucking his cock to cream them and wet-nurse them, getting one of them at a clock time in my small hot wet back talk. Rob was moaning and moved his hand to the back of my head. No longer able-bodied to hold back, I engulfed what I could cope of his pecker into my mouth and allowed him to set the yard with his hand on my school principal. I supplemented what was ineffectual to fit in my mouth by rubbing it with my hand.

He soon began breathing harder and louder while his totally body tensed up, and I was set up for my plunder. My bridge player was on overuse rubbing my button, and as his hot cum hit my tongue and began filling my rima oris, I felt myself going over the bound into an orgasm as well. I moaned with my mouth still clamped around his cock, ensuring none of it would be lost to me. I swallowed and licked up anything that escaped, and then looked up with a devious smile on my face.

"Ready to incite to the bedroom ?"

( Any feedback would be greatly prize, as this is my first write up. My intention was to leave characters mostly unresolved to imagination, since attraction varies greatly from person to person. I also got straightaway into it so not to bore those looking for the ooey gooey moment. )