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Treat and Return Treat

Answered the door.

Treats for all of the kids.
Comments on their costumes.

And a treat for the parents who were with the kids.
Most parents said, “Thank you”.
Some made comments, “Huh?” or,
A small wave with a smile.

Clearly I was the only one “treating” the parents.

Long about 8:30.
The door bell rang.
It had been 15,
maybe,
20 minutes since the last ring.

A woman stood there.
I recognized her as a parent,
Who had been by earlier,
With another woman,
And several kids.

She said, “I’ve come back to thank you for the treat”.

I answered, “You thanked me,
When you were with the kids.”

And, “What is your costume suppose to be?”
(I was a long —mid-calf— wrap coat.)

“Yes, but your treating us,
Deserves a treat in return.
I’ve returned as your most,
Erotic dream,
Fulfilled.”

With that,
She unwrapped her coat,
Displaying what was certainly,
One of, if not my most,
Erotic dreams.”

“May I come in?”

Pushed the door open.

She stepped in,
Swung the door closed behind her,
Dropped her coat to the floor,
Slid out of her flip flops,
Turned slowly around,
Showing me the total of my “treat”,
Fixed her eyes on mine,
Slowly ran her eyes down my body,
Stopped, just below my belt,
And said, “Time for your treat.”

She reached out,
Undid my belt,
My pants dropped to the floor,
Around my feet,
Stopped from complete removal,
By my shoes.

Pulled my shirt up,
Running her hands up my chest,
As she pushed my shirt over my head,
Pinching my nipples.

As my shirt cleared my head,
Her mouth met mine.

No hesitation,
Her lips clamped against mine,
Her tongue was in my mouth,
With her arms around my back,
Pressing us tightly together.

We were nipple to nipple,
Next to the wall by the door.

My arms wrapped around her,
Hands stroked her back,
Moving down to her butt.

She pushed back from me,
Slid one hand inside my shorts,
Cupped my balls in her hand,
Cuddled and fondled.
While her other hand pulled,
My undershorts down,
Allowing my cock to be free.

She smiled at me,
Dropped to her knees,
Pushed my shorts down to my ankles.

With both pants and shorts around my feet,
I was effectively,
Hobbled.

While her one hand continued to cuddle my balls,
Her other hand stroked my cock,
And pointed it directly into her mouth,
Where her lips did a much more,
Enticing job of stimulating,
Lengthening, enlarging,
Engorging,
My cock,
Than her hand had.

Her now free hand,
Circled around my hips,
Massaged my butt,
First one cheek,
Then the other,
In the cliff between my cheeks,
Between my legs to the base of my balls,
While pulling me toward her,
So that my cock,
Was first,
Fully in her mouth,
And then only its tip,
Between her lips.

My hands went to her head,
Handfuls of hair,
Assisted her mouth’s movements,
Around my cock.

With in moments,
I was using the grip I had on her hair,
To lift her face toward my lips,

She kept one hand on my butt,
One hand on my shaft,
As our mouth found each other.

I loosened one hand from her hair,
Stroked down her back,
Arrived at her butt,
Returned the massage she had given me,
And pulled my body against hers.

Her eyes opened,
With a wink,
She brought the tip of my dick,
To her cunt,
Used it to massage its lips,
While the nails of the fingers,
On her other hand,
Began to dig into my butt cheek.

As I matched her hand on my butt,
With my hand on hers,
She moved her hand,
From around my cock,
Using it to double her grip,
On my ass,
And pulled me tightly against,
Into her.

I pushed forward as much as I could,
Hobbled as I was,
Until she was,
Pinned against the wall.

Drove myself as far into her,
As I could.

Pulled nearly all the way out,
Before driving in again.

And again.

And again.

In as deep as I could,
Almost all the way out.

Slowly,
Then faster,
And faster.

She gasped,
Between our locked lips,
“Harder. Harder. Bruise me.”

Pelvis to pelvis,
I delivered.

Groin to groin,
We mashed and smashed.

With our finger nails marking each others butts,
As we strained toward each other,
Trying to force me ever deeper inside her —
Her body tightened,
I felt her contractions,
Convolutions,
As her cunt throbbed,
And tightened,
Around my cock.

That was the trigger that began,
My own orgasmic release,
Inside her.

As the straining of our bodies against each other,
Slowly waned,
We relaxed against each other,
And pulled slightly apart,
She moaned,
“I thought I was treating you,
I think,
This,
this was a treat for both of us.”

I nodded weakly.

She pulled back,
Our combined cum running down her legs,
Slipped on her flip flops,
Pulled her coat around her shoulders —

Touched her finger against the tip,
Of my dick,
Raised the drop of cum,
She had collected there,
To her mouth,
Licked it off her finger --

Again, reached with her finger,
This time, to her cunt,
Brought its wetness to my mouth,
Where i sucked her finger clean.

She turned,
Tightened her wrap around her,
Opened the door,
Walked out,
Leaving me standing in front,
Of an open door,
With my pants and shorts,
Around my ankles,
Hobbled,
So that,
I could barely reach to close,
The door,
Before someone witnessed,
Me standing there in awe,
Of my treat,
Just completed.
Written by J_J_Jay_Jr
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