Video Games are Boring

The game has gotten boring, he continues to play
"Going to the bathroom babe"
A grunt as his eyes remain on the screen
I slip into the bedroom and tear off my translucent cream top
Wiggle, wiggle pop! The tiny tutu is on
Peach lacey panties
Matching lace bra
"How's it going in here"
His eyes don't move, he's enraptured by the game
"mmm fine I suppose"
My hands slide down his shirt over his chest
Kisses planted on his neck
"I can't get anywhere in this game"
I spin the chair around
"Maybe you need a break"
Jaw to the floor his eyes don't leave my body
Tugging on his arms I get him back to the bedroom
His kisses on my neck warm and hard
Passion in the way his hands move to my hips
Licking lips
The bra is gone his hands are warm and rough against my skin
Nibbles and flicks of the tongue awaken my body
My face on the pillow
A light smack and I moan
Grasping my hips he pulls me against his throbbing cock encased in shorts
I whimper wanting them gone
Kisses down my back
Hickey on my ass
Flipped to face him
Deep pools of brown and gold
He rubs my clit fast and hard
Gasp "oh god please"
He tears the peach lace to shreds
Slowly, slowly sliding inside
"more"
His cock deep inside
I throb and push against him
He pulls back
I'm rolled to my side
His cock never leaves my dripping pussy
Pushing in, pulling out, pushing, pulling
Faster faster faster
He groans and slows
"Fuck you feel good"
I moan
The Tutu is all that remains on my body
He continues in and out back and forth
Slowly
The best sort of torture
I feel the pressure build within me
"I...I..."
He knows
Together we hit the peak before collapsing
Legs like jello
The passion continues in the most sensual way as we fall