Long hard day at work
You walk through the door
Stressed. Tensed. Tired.
You secure the handle and turn
Wanting a glass of relaxation
I startle you with my presence
Hungry lips find yours
Deep passionate kisses
Wrestle with intensity
Hands firmly grab breasts
Your shoulder bag falls
As do I, to my knees
Unbutton your slacks
Run fingers through my hair
I slip beneath elastic thong
Feel your smooth silky skin
Bare your sexiness as I strip you down
To the floor pants fall
As you step from them
Smooth shaved pussy I face
Fingers run over your sex
Aroused I taste a bead of release
Seeping from within, I kiss softly
Arc yourself against the door
Spread your legs a little more
Run my hand up your leg between your thighs
Just brushe and tease your folds
Feel the warmth magnetize to my fingers
Slip into your wetness
Quickly replace it with my tongue
Slow intimate tastes of your honey
Each lick I push harder inward
Feel your clit give resistance
Pull hair, reach down my back
Rip my shirt away
Animal instincts
I flick into your sultry stream
Nails peel away a layer of my back
Insert a finger up your cunt
Jab my tongue hard over your clit
Alternate back and forth
Another finger two join
Slippery wet steady flow
I rest back on my heels
Motion takes control, fingers fuck
Wetness slaps forcefully, penetrates deep
A scream releases as juices cascade
Retreat fingers out with suction sound
Mouth dives between your weakened legs
Uncontrollable orgasms spill
Sucks your pussy dry
Belt off and jeans drop
Scoop you up as you hug my neck
Your legs wrap around my waist
Rigidness easily enters your warmth
Muscles contract around my shaft
Push my length deep inside
Grunts in a pleasurable agony
Steady my hips in and out
Bodies slam into the door
Moans grow loud
Words quiver with heavy breaths
Balls slap a juicy repeat
Another ogasm floods my hardness
Volcano erupts
Explodes with a fever deep inside
You fall limp on my shoulder
I lay you on floor
Barely conscious, inebriated state
I grope your breasts with my mouth
Feed upon your nipples
Eroticly work my way down
You flinch wildly as I touch your sex
Your pussy is sensitive and worn
Tongue seperates your folds
Laced with salty cum and sweet nectar
I savor on our joint release
Instantly lose control of thought
Body floods with ecstasy
This makes your evening a delight
Well worth coming home
~ADayDreamWriter
*pictures found on Internet
Awesome!
Thanks !! I appreciate such a compliment.
DAMN! 🔥 HOT! 🔥 HOT! 🔥 HOT! 🔥 Now THAT is the way to come home from work on a Friday. I wonder what would have happened if she got home first? 💋
Hot is the only way to go. ….and if she had got home first I would imagine she would help him release ALL that stress
Yes Sir! I guarantee she would. 🙂