Story III – The return
Alex wakes in a cold sweat in what feels like the middle of the night, gripping her bed tightly and in mid-moan. Looking around half dazed she realizes it is only a dream. She sighs in disappointment as she reaches across her empty bed for her alarm clock. The clock reads:”5:30 am”. Frustrated she slams her clock back down on the nightstand and unwraps her tangled feet from the blankets. She swings her legs over the side of the bed and sits there in a semi-daze wondering why did I make him go? What was so bad that I made him leave?
Getting then out of bed she makes her way to the shower, there was no use for the to go back to bed for the remaining half hour before her alarm would have started her day. She turned the shower on, letting the water run to let it get warm, as she went to the sink, she looked in the mirror, seeing her naked reflection staring back at her, she examines herself. Her long brown hair, falling over her shoulders, down around her breast. She notices her nipples erect, the hoop, standing straight out and she giggles softly as she pushes it back down, then running her hand down her stomach, and inbetween her legs, the dream really got her going apparently, she was quite wet. She sighs again, as she grabbed her toothbrush and began to brush her teeth. After she rinses out the sink of the toothpaste, she turns around, reaches behind the shower curtain and feels the running water rush over her hand. Perfect she thought, as she stepped into the shower, letting the hot water run down her body, tilting her head back to let the water drench her hair, making her head feel heavy, she closes her eyes as the water passes over her face. She runs her hands over her hair then wipes the water from her face then letting her hands rest on her shoulders, she begins to drift off, back into her dreams.
He came in as every other night, she was waiting for him, on the couch curled up under a blanket reading her Anne Rice novel. He closes the door behind him and she looks up from behind the book and smiles at him. “How was your day, baby?”, she asks. “It was long, been thinking about being home all day.”, he replies. He kicks off his shoes and hangs up his coat on the rack. She puts the book down and gets up, starting to move towards him. She notices that he looks tired and very stressed. Obviously it was a hard day at work, but there was something about him… she recalls seeing it in him before, but could not place it. She walks up to him and softly kisses his lips, biting his lower lips gently, before licking them and grabbing his hand. He smiles at her and follows her as she leads him to the couch. Sitting him down she runs her hand down the side of his face and his neck. He thinks she smells amazing and just sits back and inhales her. She walks around the couch till she is standing behind him… She begins to massage his shoulders and neck, feeling the how tense he was, she slowly pushes her finger tips against the side of his neck, working her thumb up his spine to the base of his head, kneeding gently in a circular motion. He sighs as his neck begins to relax under the pressure of her fingers. His head begins to move with the motion of her thumbs, slightly.
He suddenly reaches up and takes hold of one of her wrists. He looks up at her as she is looking down at him in surprise. He gets up slowly, not letting go of her wrist. He walks around the couch to her and kisses her neck, slowly licking it up to the spot right under her ear, she whimpers softly as he slowly sinks his teeth into her neck. She backs up into him, feeling his warm body pressed against hers. He releases her wrist and slowly pulls her shirt up over her head. Letting it fall to the floor, his hands run over her stomach to her breasts, cupping them in his hands, he begins to lightly run his thumbs over her nipples, which instantly respond and become as hard as ever, he chuckles to himself as she moans so soft he could barely hear her. Her hands make their way up to his, pressing them to cup her breast firmer, which he obediently did. He pinches her nipples playfully between his thumbs and index fingers. A small gasp escapes her. Then he moves his hand down her stomach again, sliding his hands beneath the waste of her pants, sliding one hand across her hip and one moves down between her legs. Shes already wet, and she knows it, blushing slightly because of it, but he doesn’t seem to mind at all, because he easily slides a finger between her lips and runs it slowly across and round her clit, sending shivers through her body. He withdraws his hand from between her legs and brings his finger to her lips, running it over her lips and sliding it between them. She can taste her wetness on his finger, as she runs her tongue along the tip of his finger. He smiles again and then pushes her forward again, making her balance herself by grabbing the back of the couch. He slowly runs his hands back beneath the waist of her pants and slides them down her hips, catching his thumbs on the hip line of her panties, pulling them down with her pants, he bends down to pull her pants to the floor as she steps out of them. He tosses them on top of her shirt, and begins to slowly stand back up, he places his hands on her stomach and he pulls her to straighten her up again. He drags his tongue from her tail bone up the length of her spine. Goosebumps raise all over her naked body, and she moans deeply. He runs his hands along her sides, feeling the contours of her body running beneath his corse hands. She is so soft he thinks, and she smells fucking great… He rests his lips on her shoulder as he just is engulfed by her. Suddenly he bends her over the couch again, with a gasp she submits. He steps back, and looks at her as he begins to unbutton and unzip his pants. They slip down to about his knees, and he pushes his boxers down along with them.
Stepping closer to her again, he runs his hand up the back of her leg, to her ass, he gives it a nice swat, before running it up her back, she whimpers, and moans softly as his hand becomes tangled in her hair.. with his free hand he grips his cock, and slowly runs the head along the crack of her ass, slowly moving it down to her wet and waiting pussy, he can feel the heat pulsing from between her legs on his cock, and it grows even more hard. Finding the wetness with the tip of his cock, he pulls gently on her hair, pulling her back, impaling her on his hot hard cock. She gasps as she feels him enter her, slowly pushing each pulsing inch inside of her. gripping the couch until her knuckles are white, then he pushes her completely forward, removing himself completely from her, as his grip of her hair grows tighter, he begins to slowly pull her against him again, when she thrusts herself onto him… pushing his cock deep inside her, until her ass is hard against him… he moans deeply, as she stays pressed against him, and begins to rock her hips slowly back and forth, feeling his pulsing cock deep inside her, moving in her, rubbing against her inner walls…He reaches down between her legs and begins to rub her clit with his finger, slowly circling it, making her press harder against him, grinding harder onto his cock… she moans wildly, he releases her hair and wraps his fingers tight around her hips, lifting her from the floor and off of his cock, he brings her to the wall, and slams her up against it, pinning her hand above her head in one of his hands, he stands back a moment and looks at her, first in the eyes, then his gaze moves down her body slowly. He brings his hand to her face, and gently traces her lips with his fingertip, pushing it between her lips slowly, she sucks on it, and he withdraws it, trailing it over her chin, and down her neck, running his fingers over her clavicle, and than down her breast, barely brushing her erect and extremely sensitive nipple… she shivers as his hand continues down her body, lightly running over her stomach and the between her legs to her pussy, which was throbbing by this point. He slides one of his fingers easily inside her, since she was so wet by this point…
She snaps back to reality, noticing her hand between her legs, and two fingers plunging inside of her, her body pressed against the cold tile wall of the shower, the warm water, running over her body, her nipples erect, as they rub against the tiles. She did not hear the front door open, she didn’t hear the footsteps across the living room floor or the bathroom door swing open. Her moans echoing off the bathroom walls… He watches her from the doorway, and listens she moans his name and his cock gets instantly hard… he runs his hand over the bulge in his pants as he pulls at the button of his jeans and pulls them unzipped, they fall to around his knees and he works them off with one foot after kicking off his shoes, letting his jeans fall in a pile on the floor. He lifts his shirt up over his head and drops it on top of his jeans as he pulls the shower curtain back a little bit as he steps into the shower behind her. He watches her pressed against the shower wall, her hips grinding into her hand, and he reaches out and gently runs his finger tips over her spine… She screams out as she spins abruptly around to see him standing there. She is half angry enough to beat him, and half estactic that he is standing there in the flesh. She looks at him, his cock in hand, as he is slowly stroking the massive hard member in his right hand. The water pulsing from the shower head, running down his hard tanned body, dropplets dangling from his small brown nipples, and his pulsing hardon. “why are you here?”, she asked, still pissed about the scare. “I came to get a few things, and I heard you in here, I didn’t think it fair for you to work yourself like that, with no help.”, He replied. She grins at him as she steps closer to him, taking his cock in her hand, slowly taking over stroking it for him. He brings his hands to her head, and slides her wet hair from her face, brushing his fingers softly across her high cheek bones. She closes her eyes and moves her head to the side, pressing her face more so against his fingers. She had missed his touch. His large warm hands, always could make her melt. He reached around her head, gripping her softly he brings her closer to him, he can feel her warm, wet body begin to press against his, her nipples so erect against his chest, as he slowly kisses her, licking her lips playfully, before sliding his tongue past them to find hers. She sucks softly on his tongue, running her tongue along the tips of his. She stops stroking him and wraps her arms around him, pressing her body firmly against him. She can feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach as she kisses him harder. He reaches around her, and grabs her ass in his hands, gripping her cheeks in his hands he lifts her from the shower floor, and she wraps her legs around him, as she clings her arms around his broad shoulders.
He holds her out away from him a little bit, and positions her until he can feel the hot and slippery entrance to her pussy. Feeling the head of his cock pressing against her like that makes her moan, and try to pull herself onto his cock, by tightening her grip around him. He slowly pulls her down onto his cock, he can feel the head slide nicely into her, followed inch by inch of his penis, until he is ball deep inside of her. She moans softly, as her legs tighten around his waist, her nails diggin into his shoulders, and she buries her head in his neck, licking it, and biting it softly. He groans. He has forgotten how good she feels, how tight she is around his cock. He turns and brings her to the end of the shower, pushing her back into the wall. She brings her head back with a whimper, the cold marble of the shower wall sends shivers through her, and her nipples grow even harder. He pushes her hard against the wall, he can feel his cock pressing deep inside of her, hitting her inner hilt. He lets go of her ass, and her legs grip his waist tight, she wants more of him… He takes his hands and pulls her hands away from him, gripping her wrists in one of his hands, he pins them against the shower wall, making her lean back against the wall. Her breasts exposed, the hard pink nipples staring at him wanting him to suck on them, bite them… So, he appeases them, baring his teeth against the tightened flesh of her hard nipples, he sucks one into his mouth, holding it between his teeth as he rolls his tongue over it. She squirms and moans in utter delight… He begins to thrust, slow, and deep into her, she can feel ever inch of his cock, passing in and out of her, she slowly begins to thrust her hips away from the wall to meet his, pressing his cock deeper inside her. Her fingers clench as he brings his teeth harder on her nipple and he thrusts hard into her, he begins to gain moment, and his rhythm increases as he pumps his cock deep into her again and again, her legs pulling him into her. Pounding her sweet little box hard, he releases his grip on her nipple, bring his head up and kissing her hard, she returns the intensity of the kiss, and bites his lower lip as she feels him reaching his free hand sliding down her stomach and inbetween her legs, to find her clit. He begins to run his finger over her clit as he rams into her, pushing his cock deep inside her, she whimers and moans to his touch, and manipulation, she had already been close to the climax on her own doing before he had arrived, and with a couple passes of his finger over her clit she tightens up, from fingers to toes, he can feel her pussy gripping his cock tighter and tigher, before the explosion of cum washes over him, her muscles begin to pulse as the waves wash through her. He feels her the muscles of her pussy pulsing around his cock throw him into over drive, he begins to thrust harder into her, keeping the intensity of her orgasm going as long as it can, she begins to quiver and her moans are shaky. His cock grows so hard, and his balls tighten right before he unloads into her, pulsing deep inside of her, his cum shot out like a bullet, filling her inside.
He presses his body hard against hers, as her legs loosen from around his waist, and lower to try to find the floor. He buries his head in her neck, smelling the sweet perfume of her shampoo, mixed with the sweet smell of their sex, as it raises into the air with the steam of the shower. He doesn’t want to leave her again, but he pulls out, and quickly rinses off in the streams of water falling from the shower, and then steps out of the shower and grabs a towel, she watches him as she still stand back against the shower wall, he leans in and kisses her softly, and whispers, “sorry for the quicky, I have to go” She, still dazed from her explosive orgasm, kisses him, and asks for him to please come home. He looks at her, half surprised, half relieved and says, “I will” She smiles as he walks out the bathroom door, and she slides her body down the shower wall… letting the water rush over her. I’m defintiely calling in today.
M. Swanson
© 2003