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Siren's Naughty Homecoming
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Siren's Naughty Homecoming It was a long day. Very long. I tramped up the steps, thinking how good it would be to walk through the door, slip on comfy jammies, and pour a glass of wine. If only he were home… the feel of his naked body against mine never failed to revive me. I mused on this as I neared the door. Just the memory of his heat, his muscles, the ministrations of his tongue, his length filling me… mmmmm..., maybe I wasn’t so tired after all! Ah, well… I would have to wait. As I unlocked the door, an inkling of an idea sprang to mind- maybe a cam show for him was in order! That could tide me over until his return. I opened the door, entered, and turned to lock it behind me. Suddenly, hands grabbed me from behind. A half-second of fear, quickly replaced by relief, as a whiff of his cologne filled my nose. He pressed me up against the door, one hand gently seizing a breast, the other pulling my hips back against his body. I could feel his hardness throbbing against my ass crack. Fire raced through my veins. I tried to turn, but he pressed me firmly against the door, his hands roaming across my hips, my ass, my breasts… His breath hot on my neck, he kissed me. A flaming tingle ran the length of my body, standing my hairs on end. His tongue traced lines along my shoulder and I moaned softly. I tried to turn my head, ask what he was doing home so early… but he quickly covered my mouth, his tongue insistently quieting me. My head swam as his fingers slid into the waistband of my pants, reaching, probing… finding their way to the trimmed top. I moaned again, a little louder. He pressed himself harder into my backside, letting me feel just how excited he was. Unconsciously, I widened my feet, and he reached his hand down further into my pants. The fingers of his other hand had found their way up into my shirt. Tweaks perked an already stiff nipple, and that soft flicking of my nub, elicited another throaty moan. I was dying to turn around, to feel him inside me… but I was reveling in this too. Oh so many desires! I nearly cried with frustration when his hands came out of my clothing… only to begin quickly unbuttoning everything. He turned me around as my shirt slid from my shoulders. He grinned at me with fiendish delight as he yanked my pants from my ankles. I gazed down on my lover, amazed. His blue eyes sparkled as he looked up at me. He was utterly naked. Strong, handsome, sexy… how did I get so lucky? I could see his enormous cock- thick, long and hard. I wanted it so bad, I could taste it. He straightened and pressed his body against mine- the heat coming off his body was a sharp contrast to the cool door behind me. One hand again grasped my breast, as his tongue parted my lips. The other hand slid down my hip and thigh, and pulled my knee up, spreading my pussy wide. He teased me, sliding his cock against me a second or two, moistening it with my wetness. Then in one smooth motion, he slid that fatty up inside me. My breath sucked in with the intensity of the filling. His mouth pressed against mine, devouring me. I felt as if every molecule of my body was saturated with ecstasy. He thrust up into me, strokes hard and deep, and the door started to quietly thump behind me. As the intensity mounted, my cries of exaltation grew louder and more animalistic. Suddenly the wave crashed over me, drenching our legs. I clung to him, clawing and twitching. But he wasn’t done yet. He flipped me around to face the door again, nudged my legs wide, and drove himself back up into me. Hands on the door, I pressed my hips back, eager for his fabulous cock. I couldn’t get enough of him. Ever. That colossal cock set my insides afire, plunging me toward orgasm after orgasm with each thrust. I screamed out again, the floor under us becoming a puddle. Finally, when I couldn’t stand anymore, he slid out. I dropped to my knees, trembling with anticipation. He was ready. I slurped that fat monster between my lips, feeling it thicken with his coming orgasm. His hands on the door behind me for support, hips pressing forward against my face, he came. Hot cum, sweet and creamy, shot into my throat. I eagerly gulped it, feeling his legs shuddering as I sucked every drop out. What a way to come home. 
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I'll say. I'm rather weak in the knees after reading that. Thank you
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