Today, I just wanted to write something quick and dirty.
Here is a snippet in 810 words
She was happy to be home, safe in a world where she could be free and happy with someone – someone who has brightened her day from the moment they met. So relieved, that she didn’t bother to take off her clothes, not even her panties. She smiled when she saw him in the kitchen, sitting in his chair, naked, holding himself in his hand with a grin that described how happy he was to see her home.
She couldn’t help but laugh. He brightened her day already. What a tough time she had at the office. To see her man not only naked but hard, she was ready to forget about it.
“I’ve been waiting for you all day,” he said.
She dropped her purse on the dining table and sauntered over him seductively. “I bet you have.” She leaned over kissed him. Then she reached for his hardness and purred playfully, “Your tail is wagging at me.”
He corrected, “A tail belongs in the back; not in the front.”
“I know, but it’s a special kind of tail.”
She began stroking his length. The feel of his rigidness aroused her. He groaned under his breath, which immediately left her wanting. She felt a delicious ache in a core that she couldn’t resist. Already, she wanted him, and he was in a perfect position to be in right at this moment. Her man was naked, vulnerable, hard and ready to give what she needed. She wanted to ride him hard and fast; have him help her escape from the bullshit she had put at work. There was no need to strip. The word ‘fuck’ was burning through her mind, and it was the one she needed.
Then she slipped out of her blazer and dropped it on the kitchen floor. She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties aside, uttering to him. “This is going to be what I needed.”
She straddled herself on top of him, lowering herself on his shaft. She let out a deepening moan, as she enjoyed the way he stretched inside her. His cock filled her with a monumental feeling that she had long waited for. Her hips rolled seductively, as his hands slid over her thighs. She held on to him with one hand, and with the other lowered both of her spaghetti straps to reveal her fallen breasts. His hand wandered over them, caressing one of her nipples. He left her with an erotic gaze into his eyes, before she leaned in and kissed him.
His mouth opened with hers. Their tongues explored together. She felt herself being pulled close; her kisses being sucked away by him. She gyrate her hips intensely, at the same time moaning into his kisses. The way he swirled her tongue in her mouth had her rolling herself on him harder – faster.
She broke away from her kiss and held on to him. Her moans increased as it filled the kitchen. She felt his mouth over one of her nipples. The way he circled his tongue over it added more to the eroticism. In the back of her mind, she only imagined where else she could use his tongue, but she felt satisfied.
She moved up and down on his shaft. He trailed his kisses up to her neck and pulled her body close. It was like he never wanted to let go, and she didn’t want it to end. She felt his thrusts moving faster, but with his action there was her response. They were moving fast together. The kitchen was filled with such heat and pleasurable noises, and immediately she was sweating under her clothes. She hated to feel hot, but she didn’t give a shit as she was enjoying a wonderful fuck in the kitchen.
She continued to gyrate her hips. Her nails dug into his shoulders, bellowing out a loud noise of pleasure. She suddenly reached her climax, throwing her head back as she screamed loudly. Thankfully, there were no neighbors; they lived in a house all by themselves. Her climax caused his with a loud groan, as she felt him throb inside her. She didn’t stop there. She rode him, until she milked him nice and dry. She wanted to feel every drop inside of her. What she loved more when he reached his climax was the way held onto her; the way he used his strength but held her like she was a kitten.
When it was over the two remained entwined together. She rested her head over his shoulder, exhaling a long breath. She needed something to help her escape from the madness at work. Thankfully, he was there to relieve her.
After a minute of silence, he placed her finger under her and looked at her with a question. “So, you want to tell me how was your day?”