Sunday, 10 November 2013

Homeward Bound

I raced into the sunset, the sky growing darker by the moment. I drove as fast as I dared in an effort to get home. I had been away for the last two weeks and I was feeling as horny as I knew Sarah was. Whenever we are apart physically we spend hours chatting on the phone and make full use of email & text messaging to stay in touch but for the last few hours she’d been taunting me with increasingly sexy messages.

It had started simply enough with a few messages saying how much we had missed each other and how much we were looking forward to seeing each other again. It had rapidly escalated into a blow by blow account of what we planned to do to each other when I arrived home. We were both feeling incredibly horny and eager for me to be home. By the time she’d described the way she was going to use her mouth on me in exquisite detail I had climbed into my car, secured my phone to the dashboard and started to head for home. As I drove she continued to send me messages, mostly just text that I struggled to read whilst driving but there were a few pictures appearing as well. Her messages described what she was wearing while she waited for me, how she was starting to amuse herself as I drove nearer and what she planned to do when I arrived. 
As my journey started she had been fully dressed and watching TV on the sofa. Since then she’d been slowly removing her clothing, showing me pictures at each stage. My favourite matching black lace bra and panties which were nearly transparent were displayed as I reached the half way stage - still over an hour from home. It was increasingly difficult to focus on the road and I’d nearly crashed when the last picture arrived… she was wearing nothing but a pair of her favourite knee high striped socks, her knees raised and slightly parted allowing a clear view of her sublime pussy, freshly shaved and waiting for me. I could just see her lips glistening with anticipation and almost taste her arousal. I was finding my jeans growing increasingly tight but thankfully I was tantalisingly close to home now.
As I turned into our driveway, the gravel crunching under the wheels, my phone signalled the arrival of another picture. The car slid to a halt and I glanced at the screen to see the newest picture. I’d clearly arrived home just in time as her finger was already exploring her tight wet pussy. I practically leapt out of the car and flew to the front door, a task made all the more difficult by my highly aroused state.
Throwing the front door closed behind me I ran into the living room heading straight for the sofa. Sarah was there exactly as she’d been in the picture. She was wearing nothing but her long socks, her knees were spread wide with two fingers of her right hand buried deep inside her whilst the left was squeezing her own nipple. Her eyes were closed, lost in sensation and oblivious to my presence. I tore my clothes off, unable to take my eyes off of her busy fingers as they slipped in and out of her dripping pussy. I knelt and kissed her on the mouth. Her eyes snapped open and she smiled against my mouth, returning the kiss hungrily. My left hand stroked her nipple, pinching it and rolling it between my fingers as I watched her eyes open wide as her nerves telegraphed my actions like an electric charge.  Stroking inside her thigh we continued to kiss deeply, tongues working frantically as my hand crept nearer to her beautiful smooth pussy. Two of my fingers parted her lips whilst a third slid inside her, gently at first just entering her glistening cleft before delving deeper inside. Sarah Bucked her hips, driving me deeper still, encouraging me to fuck her with my fingers. I broke off the kiss and transferred my attention to her tits, fingers still working deep inside her. Her succulent nipples are some of the most responsive I’ve ever found, taking a mouth full of one breast I sucked it, nipping her nipple with my teeth and flicking it hard with my tongue as I sucked. Her nipple responded by swelling to a seemingly impossible hardness and I knew if I could see it, it would be a beautiful dark shade of pink. A soft moan escaped from her lips as my tongue toyed with her swollen bud. Not to be outdone Sarah slipped her hand down to my groin, cupping my balls and squeezing them firmly enough to get my full attention before wrapping her fingers firmly around my cock and beginning to stroke my shaft.
“Welcome home” she whispered into my ear as we lay there, grinning inanely.

Knowing that neither of us was going to produce a prolonged session on this occasion, I moved quickly, kneeling between her thighs and lifting her on to the edge of the sofa which just happens to be the ideal height for sex and my throbbing cock was perfectly aligned with her sodden pussy. I teased her with a few strokes of my cock across her pussy, grazing her clit with the tip and sliding the whole length of my shaft across her most sensitive region. We both gasped with pleasure as I finally slid into her, probing gently and shallow with the first two strokes before plunging deeply into her. Our coupling was intense and frantic. I leant into her, kissing her neck, nuzzling and biting gently as we both ground our hips hard into each other. Sensing that we were both very close now, I straightened my back, slid my hands behind her knees and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. I felt her pussy clench around me as the tip of my cock hit the perfect spot inside her and I saw eyes close in satisfaction as I buried myself balls deep in her. I thrust faster now, each being met by a clench of her muscles around me in an exquisitely intimate internal embrace. My balls tightened, preparing for the impending explosion and I slowed, thrusting slowly and deeply as my cock clenched then pulsed, firing ribbons of hot cum into her and causing an electric orgasm to race through her body. Her back arched and every muscle clenched in unison as the climax filled her body we both cried out in a moment of ecstasy that left us a satisfied heap of tangled flesh on the sofa incapable of speech for long happy moments.

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