Drop In
The phone rang late last night, actually it was early this morning. 2:45. It was a restricted call, but at that hour I figured it must be an emergency, so I answered it. It was Mr. Unfamiliar- who hadn’t called in almost a week. He was in the area, he wanted to see me and would be there in 20 minutes. He hung up.
Three in the morning?? Fuuuck. I told him I was going back to bed and that the door would be open. I crawled back in bed and dozed back off. A week with no call was not about to get me out of bed and preparing myself for whatever he wanted. I figured he needed a place to crash, probably too drunk to make the long drive home. Whatever.
He showed up almost minutes later and crawled into my bed, naked. Curling behind me and cradling my body with his own. I didn’t speak to him, I just snuggled into his body, enjoying the comfort of a man in my bed. It was barely 3AM, and I heard his breathing regulate and I drifted off to sleep in his arms.
My alarm went off at 5:30, the way it always does. I shut it off and turned towards Mr. U. He was sleeping soundly. The light from outside was seeping through the blinds. I moved towards him and rolled him onto his back. I laid my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. He had not been drinking the night before as I suspected. He had been with a woman, I could smell her perfume on him. He came to my bed, smelling of another woman. Bastard.
I snaked my hands down his body to his cock. He groaned softly. His thick cock was soft, but still twitched in my hands.
“You’re a fucking prick,” I whispered to him, squeezing his cock a little harder, “Who is she?”
He winced, but laughed a bit, “Why do you care?”
I continued to stroke him as his cock thickened and grew in my hands. “Was she good?” I whispered into his ear, “Did you fuck her good?”
He didn’t answer. His cock was hard and was wet. I moved over him and slid his cock through the folds of my went slit. Feeling his thick shaft beneath me. I rubbed my clit against his frenulum. Thinking of another woman riding his cock was exciting to me. Covering his cock with my cum, after it had been inside her was a a dirty thrill. My clit was getting harder, rubbing against the spot in his cock that seemed to be a perfect fit. I pushed and made short thrusts against him. He didn’t speak, he just laid back, feeling my wet pussy pulse against him. “Did she suck your cock?” I reached up and grabbed my breasts. Pinched my nipples with my fists and dug my nails in. Gritting my teeth at him, I came on his cock. Making longer strokes now, soaking him in my cum and remarking my territory.
He groaned and twitched under me. I thought to climb off of him and throw him out of my bed, but now I was hungry. The beast was awoken, and wanted more. I slid forward and slid back, now feeling his cock enter my tight waiting cunt. “Was she as good as me?” I moaned out, arching my back, pushing on him, once, twice, until my next orgasm came again, gripping him and cursing him again. It was violent and forceful, filling me and satisfying my need.
“You need to go,” I spat at him, climbing off and out of bed. He reached behind me and grabbed my arm, pulling me back down. I cursed at him as he pushed me on to my stomach and pushed my legs open, straddling my ass and entering me roughly from behind. He bit down on my shoulder.
“Don’t play games with me, little girl.”
He sat back on his knees and pulled my ass back towards him. He reached under and rubbed my clit, and reached forward and pushed his fingers in my mouth. I sucked my cum off his fingers as he fucked me harder.
“Little bitch.”
His hands went to my hair and I knew he next move. I moved away and turned towards him. He pushed me down on his cock and I devoured him. Took his cum soaked cock into warm hungry mouth and milked his delicious shaft until he filled my mouth with his hot cream.
His hands still in my hair, he pulled me to his mouth and kissed me. “I didn’t fuck her,” he whispered, pulling me into his arms. “It was just dinner.”
“Whatever,” I let go of him and threw him his pile of clothes on the floor, “You better go before the kids wake up.”
Now that is a different kind of story . . . and I liked it! The sexual beast has to be fed, even if the food is distasteful sometimes. I enjoyed the conflict between your being pissed off that he was with another woman and being turned on by the opportunity to show her up with your womanly skills.
Dinner my ass, by the way. What kitchen is open at 2:45 a.m.? Besides Denny’s?
hot… whew…
Very hot…just a good, hard, primal fuck story, very well told.
Nice work.
mmmmmmm hot one B.
I bet he did fuck her! but you enjoyed it anyway so who cares right! He is a very lucky dude!
Very hot. I like the honestly of using him even if you shouldn’t.
Incredibly hot- both your description and the scenario: you smellled another bitch on him and it aroused you. Very primal.. excellent.
Your writing is so real, I have no idea whether this is truth or dare…
Cherrie- no kidding…
elle- thanks elle. glad I could warm you up.
Debbie- Thank you Debbie. I’m glad to see you back on line.
Gracie- I hope I got you hot, G.
Super- You have no idea just how lucky he is.
Chris- Yes, who says that men only use women?
FATSO- Strange how that happens, where some would be offended, I find myself inspired.
d-man- Come and find out for yourself D-man. I dare you.
Just read it as I sit here at work. I can’t get up now. What am I to do? I need some relief! Help!!!
Why is it always ‘just dinner’? bullshit! or like you said ‘whatever’. the dirty rat bastard deserved to be used by you.
i also like the conflict of being pissed/aroused at the same time…good read.
That was vivid as hell. Standing ovation!
Fucking C. after another man’s cock has been in her is such a turn-on!