We met in the hallway. I was on my way to bed and he was headed towards the kitchen. The hall lights were off, and I sleepily shuffled my way past him, reaching out to touch fingers as we passed. He grabbed my hand, and pulled me back towards him. He leaned his head down and kissed me, softly. His lips warm and gentle.
“Aren’t you going to say goodnight?” he asked, wrapping his arms around my back and pulling me close to him.
I kissed him back, then leaned by head back looking towards the bedroom door, exposing my neck so he could kiss and nuzzle me, “Is she asleep?”
“Mmmhmmm,” he groaned softly into my neck, biting gently and pushing me back against the wall, “Like a baby.” His lips pushed against mine, hungrily. I soaked him up, reveling in this much needed attention. His kissed me long and hard, his tongue forceful and thick, pushing into my mouth and massaging my tongue. I knew what he wanted by his kiss. I would not deny him.
He moved to his knees, kissing me and biting at my breasts on his way down. He pushed my nightgown up and pulled my panties down to push his tongue into my slit. He lifted my knee and hooked it over his shoulder while his tongue began it’s assault on my waiting cunt. I was pushed myself up against the wall for support as his tongue expertly flicked at my clit. Using the flat of his tongue, he skidded over my sensitive bud, feeling it get hard against his mouth.
I moaned softly, my knees weakening as he continued to eat my pussy. I put my hands in his hair and thrust my hips at him while pushing his face into me. “That’s it baby,” I whispered to him, careful not to be too forceful. His tongue massaged my clit until it was throbbing and sensitive. I flinched under his deliberate torture, I wanted to cry out, more, more… but I wasn’t sure that I could take more. His tongue was so thick and full. So strong.
His lips surrounded me as he applied suction to my clit. Sucking and grazing over the sensitive tip with his tongue. I ground my cunt into his mouth. He licked and sucked me- softly moaning with pleasure, allowing me to rub my pussy against him as I teetered on the edge of climax, “oh yeah baby,” I whispered, “do it baby- eat it.” The dirty talk spurred me on, and his rubbing got faster until he was lapping and swirling his tongue faster and harder, pushing me over the edge. I grasped a handful of his brown hair and fucked his face, covering him with my cum.
He pulled me to my knees and moved behind me. Quickly pulling his shorts down, he shoved his thick cock into me. He was a selfish fuck, hardly paid attention to my pleasure. My young age, and 10 inches of thick cock made up for it. Long before I learned the pleasures of a good fuck. Before I found the g-spot. Before I knew what it meant to be fucked well, I let him fuck me this way. In and out, thrusting- animalistic and dirty.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out. I couldn’t be too loud. It felt good, but it was the moment, the situation and this man that made the excitement. The thrill of it. The obsession with sex and with pleasing him. It was constant. I moaned, and tightened my young pussy, pushing harder against him and throwing my hair back wildly. He thrusted harder, convulsing and gripping my hips. I could feel his nails digging into me. He was cumming, moaning, filling me. He kept pumping, his cum sloshing inside me, and dripping out, down my legs. He loved this, he loved making me dirty and I loved being dirty.
He pulled his cock out of me, and pulled me around by my hair- pushing my face on his cock. I sucked his cum and my pussy off of his cock. Licking him and cleaning him with my lips and tongue while his cock softened in my mouth. I did this gladly, devouring the remnants of our sex while he looked down on me, smiling, pleased, content, obsessed. He held my face in his hands when I was done, adoring me. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, “You better get some sleep.”
I sighed, “See you in the morning honey.”
I made my way towards the restroom to clean up.
He made his way back to his room, where his wife lay sleeping soundly.
