I had prepared all evening for him to come home. I was eagerly horny and needed a release. Earlier that afternoon I had masturbated rather roughly on my orifices. I had a lovely orgasm, but it only held off my need for several hours.

I was pouting when he did finally come home. Here I was, all dolled up and tramped out just for him. He knew that if I had not taken everything off it was bad, but since I was still dolled up it was going to be okay. Knowing I was mad made him approach in a very different way…

He gently touched my nipple and kissed my neck. He would use sharp movements and started to ravish my body. He unzipped my top and started to suck on my nipples. He wasn’t rough at all and was giving me pleasure. He was all over me and I could not keep track of his actions. One minute he was sucking my neck, groping me, the next he was down between my legs and sucking my thighs.

He removed my thong and my top. He bent down, started licking my clit and soon two fingers followed to fill my drenched, wet hole. I spurted with cum as he worked me over. I could feel my juices flow downward to my ass.

Then he straddled my right leg while lifting my left leg in the air. He came in close so we could grind as he started licking the back of my ankle, down to my calf and back up again. His free hand continued to finger my pussy and ass. I felt like I was high and could not think straight. Soon, a smack on my ass followed. He continued to spank me as I went wild with so much stimulation. I grind into him violently as he went on and on stimulating my body.

“Turn over”, he said in a whisper.

As soon as I rolled onto my stomach, he clamped both of my legs together. I knew what he wanted me to do. He wanted me to masturbate till I came. He started to lick my neck down my spin. He would hit a spot that made my body shudder. He would tease me by licking up and down each time sending a shiver surging through my body. His tongue lifted from my flesh and I felt him blow on the wetness. It was like being licked again with a icy, cold tongue. Up and down he blew.

My ass would sway from left to right as if I was a female animal out in the wild trying to get the attention of the male species. He started to lick my ass and the cum that had dripped down. I was going crazy with the thought of him licking me clean. I started to feel a tingling in my swollen pussy. I was going to cum. I let out a loud moan as the pleasure traveled from my center and up out of my mouth. I contracted my cunt again and soon followed orgasm number two. He was getting excited as he sat up and clamped my legs even tighter.

“Cum again baby, I know you can”, he whispers in my ear.

My mind flashes, with naughty thoughts, naughty pictures and words and I explode a third time. My back arches upward and my tits exposed as he snickers and grabs at the open and exposed flesh. I feel exhausted as I am panting for dear life.

“You know I think you can cum just one more time for me”, he whispers again.

He clamps down on my legs and my mind flashes once more. I keep thinking about how hot this story would be when I write it down and the fourth orgasms strikes me and then strikes me down. I am a lump of sensitive flesh.

He turns me over and shoves two fingers into my contracted pussy. I scream with pleasure. My muscles wrap around his fingers and he hits my g-spot and sends cum spurting from my pussy.

I forgave him for coming home late, needless to say.

Dark Gracie

Dark Gracie is a widely read sex writer, blogger, and deviant extraordinaire with a cult-like following. She gets up close and personal approaching sexuality with her trademark fallen-from-grace humor that entices readers. Her work has appeared in Fleshbot, Sex and the 405, BohoCrush,, Safeword Magazine and published in Erotica Diaries & Mayhem Magazine.

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