1. Welcome Home


    Date: 11/7/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Mcds566, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    I turn the car engine off and sit for a moment, collecting my thoughts. My head is spinning. I feel as if I am drunk. I get out the car, taking a deep breath; I knock on your front door. The excitement of seeing you again is already making me hard. Just as I try and regain my composure, you open the door. The sight that greats me takes my breath away. For a second, I stand speechless, like a rabbit trapped in the glare of car headlights. Your petite toned size eight frame is bronzed from the sun, and your skin seems to shimmer in the light. Your eyes are more piercing than ever, a pair of high heels accentuates your amazing slender legs. A black short skirt hugs your hips as if it were a second skin. A figure hugging red blouse matches your lip stick. It is only partially done up, showing a glimpse of your pert breasts. I push the door closed with my foot. You have that glint in eye, and you know what you have done to me already. I kiss you deeply, and you respond instantly. Your tongue swirls around mine. I draw breath, and the smell of your perfume ignites the fuse. I grab your shoulders, pushing you against the hall wall, kissing you harder. My hands are now on your hips, quickly moving upwards under your blouse; your skin is so soft and smooth. With one hand, I find your right nipple and twist it a little between my thumb and fore finger. You let out a sigh as it hardens in my fingers. My other hand draws you closer. I can feel the heat from your body as your groin ...
    pushes against me. Somehow we have made it into the dining room, and you are now perched on the edge of the table. Your legs wrapped tightly around my waist, you look up at me, with a glint in your eye. My hands reach for the buttons of your blouse. Pure lust takes over, and I pull the front of it apart. Buttons fly everywhere; raw passion has taken over now. My hands are in the arch of your back, pulling you upwards. My mouth closes on each of your nipples in turn. I can hear your breathing change as your hands find their way between us. You undo my jeans and release my rigid cock from its confined space. My nerve endings tingle as I try and regain control. My hand is now at the top of your silky thighs as I pushing your skirt higher. I run my hand across the front of your thong; your juices have already soaked into the thin material, making it warm to the touch. I now have a dull ache; deep down in my groin. I need to be inside you; adrenaline surges through my whole body. With a single tug, your skirt hits the floor, closely followed by your now sodden thong. I push you back onto the table. In an instance, my fingers are at your entrance, pushing inside. I thrust them inside you deeper and faster with each movement. As they thrust further into you, your body shudders beneath me. “I need you now,” you cry out. I push into you in one swift movement; your eyes are fixed deeply onto mine. I thrust deeper into your pussy, and your velvet walls close around me tighter, drawing me ...
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