He came back early!

Well, for a short time. He's taking another trip 😭

BUT

I went over to his place, braless. Just a simple, oversized t-shirt and some comfy pants. Something to easily slip off 🤭

I didn't wait to jump into his bed. I was hungry, I didn't care. I hadn't finished my own chores, I didn't care. I hadn't prepared myself properly, I didn't care. I just wanted him and he wanted me too, given how quickly he laid behind me.

His hands went up and down my body, from my lips to my thighs. He held me tightly at times, missing my presence, other times he groped at me, missing my body. He whispered into my ear things like, "I love you", "I missed you", and "I want you". I was already on fire inside, but this made me burn up. I felt so desired, so wanted.

He guided his tent pole between my legs. He moved his hips back and forth, grinding against me. His hands explored more, under my shirt and over my panties. His hot, labored breaths right on neck. There wasn't much foreplay, but I've been waiting long enough for him. I was ready long before I stepped into his room. And he knew this.

I asked for his cock, but he wanted a taste of me. God I fucking love eaters.

He crawled off the bed and pulled me closer to him. The way my heart jumped! I'm pretty sure I yelped too. He tore off his clothes and helped to peel mine away. His lips kissed me down from my neck, between my breasts, past my navel, to my needy flower. He kissed my thighs, then my petals, slowly working towards the center. I wanted so desperately to grip his hair when he reached it.

He didn't wait. His tongue knew exactly what I wanted. He didn't start gentle, but slow, quickly working up to a regular speed. Draping his tongue across the length my delicate, wet lips, he moved like he was hungry.

A few minutes later, a pause, he repositioned, and a finger curled inside of me. The finger beckoned to me, "come hither." God, did I. Things went blank here, but my boyfriend told me I was quivering like crazy 😭

He took a break to make sure I was hydrated and felt okay. Not that I could properly respond. All I really did tell him was that I needed his cock inside of me.

With a condom on (I asked for it raw 🥲) he took me in missionary. Slowly pushing all the way inside. I wrapped my legs around him and moved his hips and he understood the rhythm I wanted. But he kept thrusting into me deeply and sharply. His hand wrapped around my neck, pulling me into him. I felt like his slut, being his prefect whore, taking his length and loving the way I felt being stretched. But I needed more. I asked for it faster, deeper. I told him I wanted to get fucked.

"You want to get fucked? I'll give it to you." He pulled my ass off the edge of the bed, lifted me by the hips and slid back inside. He held me still, using me like a fleshlight, and pounding away at my gspot perfectly. The sound of flesh on flesh and heavy breathing filled the room. All I could do was grip the bed and moan for him. Just "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" over and over again. It took a very short time to start screaming "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"

We collapsed onto the bed, just holding each other and catching our breath. At this point I was also falling off the bed (he did just about fully pull me off with that move lmao), so he picked me up and hugged me. We were so sweaty and sticky together. I love him so so so so much. Sex with him is amazing everytime.

He also filled that condom, oh my god