A Surprise
I walked in the door, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The house was quiet, too quiet. I'd left work early, a rare treat, and I was hoping to find you, Clive, sprawled out on the couch, watching some mindless TV show. Instead, I found you in our bedroom, the door slightly ajar. I could see you sitting on the edge of the bed, your back to me. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest as I realized what you were doing.
You had a pair of my panties in your hand, the black lace ones I'd worn yesterday. You were stroking your dick, slow and steady, your breath hitching slightly as you did. I watched, unseen, as you brought the fabric to your nose, inhaling deeply. I could see the muscles in your back tense as you groaned softly, your hand moving faster now. I bit my lip, my own breath catching in my throat as I watched you.
"You like that, don't you?" I said softly, stepping into the room. You jumped, your hand stilling on your dick. "Fuck, Lynda," you said, turning to look at me. "You scared the shit out of me." I smiled, leaning against the doorframe. "I can see that," I said, my eyes flicking down to your still-hard dick. "I didn't mean to interrupt. But I have to say, that's quite the sight."
You grinned, your hand starting to move again. "You like what you see?" you asked, your voice low. I nodded, pushing off from the doorframe and walking towards you. "I do," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I think I can do better." I reached out, my fingers brushing against yours as I took over, stroking your dick. You groaned, your head falling back. "Fuck, Lynda," you said, your voice strained. "You feel so good."
I smiled, leaning down to kiss your neck. "I know," I said, my hand moving faster. I could feel your dick throbbing in my hand, your breath coming in short gasps. I knew you were close. I wanted to push you over the edge, to feel you come undone in my hand. I leaned down, my tongue flicking out to lick the head of your dick. You groaned, your hips bucking up towards me. "Fuck, Lynda," you said, your voice a low growl. "I'm close."
I smiled, my mouth closing over your dick, my hand still stroking you. I could taste the precum on my tongue, salty and sweet. I moaned, the vibration sending you over the edge. You came with a shout, your dick pulsing in my mouth as you filled me with your cum. I swallowed, my hand still stroking you gently as you came down from your high.
I looked up at you, a wicked smile on my face. "You know," I said, my voice low. "I think I have a few more pairs of panties you might like." You grinned, pulling me up to kiss me deeply. "I think I'd like that," you said, your voice a low growl. "But first, I think it's only fair that I return the favor."
You pushed me back onto the bed, your hands roaming over my body. I moaned, my back arching as you found my nipples, rolling them between your fingers. You leaned down, your mouth closing over one nipple, sucking gently. I gasped, my hands tangling in your hair. You moved lower, your hands pushing up my skirt. I could feel your breath on my pussy, hot and heavy. I moaned, my hips bucking up towards you. "Fuck, Clive," I said, my voice a low moan. "Please."
You grinned, your fingers hooking into the waistband of my panties, pulling them down. You tossed them to the side, your eyes never leaving mine. "You want me to fuck you with my tongue, Lynda?" you asked, your voice low. I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," I said, my voice a low moan. "Please."
You smiled, your head ducking down between my legs. I gasped as your tongue flicked out, licking me from bottom to top. You moaned, the vibration sending shivers up my spine. You licked and sucked, your tongue exploring every inch of my pussy. I moaned, my hips bucking up towards you. "Fuck, Clive," I said, my voice a low moan. "That feels so good."
You grinned, your fingers joining your tongue, sliding into me. I gasped, my back arching as you finger-fucked me, your tongue still licking and sucking my clit. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as you brought me closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck, Clive," I said, my voice a low moan. "I'm close."
You smiled, your fingers moving faster, your tongue sucking harder. I came with a shout, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me. You moaned, your fingers still moving inside me as I came down from my high. You pulled your fingers out, your mouth moving up to kiss me deeply. I could taste myself on your tongue, sweet and musky. I moaned, my hands tangling in your hair as you kissed me deeply.
You had a pair of my panties in your hand, the black lace ones I'd worn yesterday. You were stroking your dick, slow and steady, your breath hitching slightly as you did. I watched, unseen, as you brought the fabric to your nose, inhaling deeply. I could see the muscles in your back tense as you groaned softly, your hand moving faster now. I bit my lip, my own breath catching in my throat as I watched you.
"You like that, don't you?" I said softly, stepping into the room. You jumped, your hand stilling on your dick. "Fuck, Lynda," you said, turning to look at me. "You scared the shit out of me." I smiled, leaning against the doorframe. "I can see that," I said, my eyes flicking down to your still-hard dick. "I didn't mean to interrupt. But I have to say, that's quite the sight."
You grinned, your hand starting to move again. "You like what you see?" you asked, your voice low. I nodded, pushing off from the doorframe and walking towards you. "I do," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I think I can do better." I reached out, my fingers brushing against yours as I took over, stroking your dick. You groaned, your head falling back. "Fuck, Lynda," you said, your voice strained. "You feel so good."
I smiled, leaning down to kiss your neck. "I know," I said, my hand moving faster. I could feel your dick throbbing in my hand, your breath coming in short gasps. I knew you were close. I wanted to push you over the edge, to feel you come undone in my hand. I leaned down, my tongue flicking out to lick the head of your dick. You groaned, your hips bucking up towards me. "Fuck, Lynda," you said, your voice a low growl. "I'm close."
I smiled, my mouth closing over your dick, my hand still stroking you. I could taste the precum on my tongue, salty and sweet. I moaned, the vibration sending you over the edge. You came with a shout, your dick pulsing in my mouth as you filled me with your cum. I swallowed, my hand still stroking you gently as you came down from your high.
I looked up at you, a wicked smile on my face. "You know," I said, my voice low. "I think I have a few more pairs of panties you might like." You grinned, pulling me up to kiss me deeply. "I think I'd like that," you said, your voice a low growl. "But first, I think it's only fair that I return the favor."
You pushed me back onto the bed, your hands roaming over my body. I moaned, my back arching as you found my nipples, rolling them between your fingers. You leaned down, your mouth closing over one nipple, sucking gently. I gasped, my hands tangling in your hair. You moved lower, your hands pushing up my skirt. I could feel your breath on my pussy, hot and heavy. I moaned, my hips bucking up towards you. "Fuck, Clive," I said, my voice a low moan. "Please."
You grinned, your fingers hooking into the waistband of my panties, pulling them down. You tossed them to the side, your eyes never leaving mine. "You want me to fuck you with my tongue, Lynda?" you asked, your voice low. I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," I said, my voice a low moan. "Please."
You smiled, your head ducking down between my legs. I gasped as your tongue flicked out, licking me from bottom to top. You moaned, the vibration sending shivers up my spine. You licked and sucked, your tongue exploring every inch of my pussy. I moaned, my hips bucking up towards you. "Fuck, Clive," I said, my voice a low moan. "That feels so good."
You grinned, your fingers joining your tongue, sliding into me. I gasped, my back arching as you finger-fucked me, your tongue still licking and sucking my clit. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as you brought me closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck, Clive," I said, my voice a low moan. "I'm close."
You smiled, your fingers moving faster, your tongue sucking harder. I came with a shout, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me. You moaned, your fingers still moving inside me as I came down from my high. You pulled your fingers out, your mouth moving up to kiss me deeply. I could taste myself on your tongue, sweet and musky. I moaned, my hands tangling in your hair as you kissed me deeply.
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