He had taken a vacation day and was home alone merrily typing some bullshit on a messageboard. He had half an erection, thinking about the plan that was going to unfold soon.

He heard the front door open and quiet footsteps make their way to his bedroom, where he was. The door opened.

"Is she here?" she whispered.

"Huh-uh," he answered, full hard on now.

She came into the room and tossed her jacket on the bed. "Both your cars are here, but the door was unlocked like you said." That was the signal the coast was clear, but the second car...

He got up from the computer and sat on the bed in front of her and buried his face between her tits, pulling playfully on a button with his teeth. "She's gone. Won't be back for a while." He bit a nipple through her blouse and bra. "I want to fuck you on her bed," he let out, bluntly as that.

He pulled back and she began to unbutton. pop--pop--pop--pop With each step she became sexier and sexier. She was about 5'5", buxom and natural, full, shoulder length brown hair and eyes to match. Probably some Mediterrean in her background. She looked between his legs. "Ah, somebody's happy to see me."

"Yes."

He pulled her close, putting his face in her cleavage and pulling her bra straps down. He was a titaholic and baring a woman's breasts was always a ritual he took slow, great delight in. He moved back and took her left hand in his right and held it up. "How long has this been on?"

"Nineteen years."

"Never been off?"

"Never."

He slowly pulled the wedding ring off her finger and dropped it on the floor. She looked like she was about to object but didn't stop him.

In a few minutes they were naked. He was still on the edge of the bed, she was still standing in front of him. She was very wet and he could smell her hairy pussy wile he sucked her big nipples and areolas. Despite being a mother of two, they were firm and stood up nicely.

They heard someone on the porch--and froze.

"What was that?" she whispered.

He shook his head and tried to listen, then heard the creek of the mailbox and footsteps walking off the porch. Out the window they could see the mailman crossing the street. They laughed.

Still laughing, he pushed her naked, beautiful body onto the bed and knelt between her legs. He began sucking her clit the lips of her cunt. The musky smell and taste of her had him dripping, too. She came very quickly. "Unnnnnnnnnggg...."

He laid down beside her and she climbed over his cock and began to suck. She was an expert at rubbing his balls with her nipples while sucked and licked him. She held his balls and gently squeezed while she worked the tip of her tongue into the hole.

She wanted to deep throat him. This was not something she was good at--it made her gag. But she wanted to. The idea turned her on, to throatfuck him. The last time she tried she gagged and accidentally bit him.

She sucked on his balls a little, then tried. She tried to relax the back of her throat as she pushed his dick in a little further with each thrust. She tried to take her mind of the impulse to gag. He tasted so good to her. She began to feel his hair tickle her nose...she was almost there when--

"FUCK!" he shouted. His dick had touched the spot and she gagged and again bit him, this time very hard. "That fucking hurt!"

"Sorry!" she kept saying. Tears were running down from her face. He was not sure if it was from the gagging or actually crying. "I gagged, I sorry!"

"Can't you fucking be careful, that fucking hurt!"

"Let me see..."

"Fuck you!" he said. "Why do you even fucking try if you can't do it?"

"I want you to feel good," she replied.

He showed her the teeth marks. "That does not fucking feel good," he said. His tone alarmed her. He yanked her hair.

"Ow!"

"Does that feel good?"

"No!"

"Well, neither does getting your dick bit off, cunt!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" she demanded. "You're crazy. I'm out of here." She started getting her ring and clothes.

"Oh, no," he said. "You came here to fuck and by god we're going to fuck."

He grabbed her and she tried to resist. Her bare tits were pressed against him as she struggled against him. "Leave me aloooone!!! Let go of my hair!"

He had her by the hair again and was leading her around the room. She tried to get free but he just pulled tighter. He pushed her up against the door. "Stop fucking biting me."

"Let me leave." He pulled her hair harder. "Stop that!"

"On the bed," he said, and pulled her there.

"I'm not fucking you. I'm leaving."

He shoved her onto the bed and climbed on her. He bit a nipple hard. "Ouch!"

"See, it fucking hurts, doesn't it?"

"Please stop! Why are you being this way?"

He held her hand over her head and push his dick in her pussy. She was very wet.

"See, you like this shit," he said. He began humping her as hard as he could.

"STOP IT LET ME GO!!!"

He was right though, she loved the roughness and tried to hide it when she came again. But when he pulled out she jumped off the bed and ran to the door--

"Oh, no," he said, and caught her. He held her from behind by the arms and tried to march her back to the bed. She resisted so he pushed her onto the floor. He pulled her ass up doggy style, still pulling her by the hair with one hand and slapped her ass hard with the other.

She let out a yelp and said, "Hey! I can't go home with any marks!"

"Fuck you," he said, and smacked her ass again, even harder. Two large red handprints were there. "You left teeth marks, I left handprints. Deal with it."

He buried his cock in her pussy and began to pump. She was about to cum again and he knew it. "You love this." He smacked her ass again.

Now he came. His cum shot into her cunt so hard she knew she felt it. She came again, too.

He pulled out and pulled her up to the bed and they both laid down. "You lick off every fucking bit."

And she did. Tears were running down her face, but she did. She licked his shaft, the head, the balls. She could taste herself on him as she cleaned him. His recoup time must have been very quick because he got hard again while she did this. She got the clue and began to suck. She swallowed every drop of his second load.

Then she began to kiss and lick him. "How was that?"

"Awesome."

She began to laugh. "This was fun."

"Yeah," he said, all sweaty and spent.

She saw the time. "The kids ought to be home soon."

"Okay. Did I hurt you?"

"No," she laughed. "I thought you were getting into the role."

"I wasn't sure. You never said 'oranges' so I kept going." That was the code word.

"I wanted you to," she said. She gathered up their clothes. "Let's get in the shower before they get here."

"Okay," he said. "Hey--what about this...?"

He bend down and picked up the wedding ring. She smiled. Naked and sweaty, she held out her hand. He put the ring back where he had first put it nineteen years before.

 

It is an interesting concept, but unfortunately it seems to almost have a punchline at the end when you discover that they are just role-playing. You have a decent style, and with practice you can become very good. You need to work on describing the sex a bit better, however. It seemed to go by much too fast. Indeed, the whole story was so short I could hardly get into it before it ended. It was very good, however, for a first attempt, and liek I said with practice you can become a good writer.

Bonus tip for you: Never use the wording "humping" unless preceded immediately by the word "dry". So much too adolescent when "fucking" could work much better.

 

Great Story... I liked the ending... made it fun...

 

nice ending

 

What, you let her survive this time?

:-D

 

i liked ! more !

 

GOOD STORY

 

very nice

 

Not so into the rough stuff myself but you were able to discribe it in a way that made it sound enjoyable. Oranges?

 

I enjoyed the story and your style. Would like to read some more of your stories.

 

Well..

I like it, but i think there could of been ALOT more throat fucking!!!

 

Aaawww ^_^ cute story!!!

So cute...