Whenever my lover Anton goes away on business, we fuck right before he leaves, even if he’s departing at the crack of dawn. I wouldn’t dream of missing out on the last chance for sex before he leaves, because while I love him madly, when he’s not here what I miss most about him is his cock.
Before he left early this morning, he gave me the most delicious wake up call imaginable. I was dreaming that I was sitting inside a velvet-lined box, with holes through which strangers were caressing me. As I drifted out of sleep, Anton was running the tips of his fingers all over my naked body. I smiled and shivered with delight.
“You’re almost my dream come true,” I said.
“Only almost?” he replied with a smile, as he cupped the fullness of my breasts.
I smiled dreamily again, then shuddered with arousal as he parted my legs and draped them over his shoulders. I gripped his head and pulled him in closer, arching my hips to thrust my pussy closer to his mouth.
“I love the way your pussy glistens when you’re wet,” he said. “It looks delicious, good enough to eat.”
I purred my approval and Anton leaned in and lapped at my slit, before burying his tongue up inside me. I love being fucked by his tongue, and tensed my inner muscles, clamping down on it in the same way I would if he were fucking me with his cock.
I felt momentarily frustrated when he withdrew his tongue from me; that was until he started brushing it lightly over my clit. The more he licked, the more sensitive my clit became, and heat blazed through my body as an orgasm began to build inside me. As I writhed beneath Anton, he hummed his approval at my excitement, the vibrations flooding through my sensitive flesh. His lips circled my clit and his tongue flickered back and forth. I ground my hips to increase the pressure, every single muscle in my body tensing as I came.
Without waiting for my orgasm to fade, Anton kissed and licked his way up my body. He stopped when he reached my breasts, and flicked his tongue over my erect nipples just as he had done to my clit. I felt the head of his cock nudge against my throbbing pussy, and I instinctively thrust my body against it, to urge Anton to stick it inside me.
He resisted for a moment, and kissed me full on the lips. It was a teasing distraction, because as both our mouths parted and I slipped my tongue inside his, Anton suddenly jolted his hips forward and thrust his hard cock deep inside my pussy. I gasped as he began to move inside my wetness, slowly, with long, deep strokes that made me ecstatic.
I sensed Anton wanted to savor every moment of our final fuck before he left on business, because every now and then he pulled his cock almost all the way out, and held it there a while, gazing at me mischievously as I waited for him to resume fucking me – my pussy muscles clenching in anticipation. I didn’t mind the tease though, because each time he sank his full length back into me, it was such an amazing feeling I shrieked with pleasure.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, and lifted my hips to match the rhythm of his thrusts as they increased in speed. Anton fucked me like his life depended on it, and as he started kissing me again, I felt his body start to tense and knew he was close to coming. Which suited me just fine, as I was about at boiling point too; I just needed that little something extra to take me over the edge. The push came when Anton started pinching my nipples.
“That’s it baby!” I moaned. “Harder, harder! Make me come! I wanna come right now!”
Our eyes locked as Anton banged me relentlessly, both of us quaking with pleasure; then he stiffened, plunged his cock inside my pussy all the way to the balls, and held it there as he shot his load. At that very instant, I came too, shuddering and rocking my hips wildly against Anton’s, as my inner muscles clenched around his cock, milking every last drop of spunk out of it.
Thinking about it has made me really horny and wet again. So once I’ve finished my morning coffee I’m going to have to put my favorite dildo to use – and imagine he’s still here, working his sex magic on me.
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