Home From Work

I was waiting, as she got home from work.
I knew she would have taken her bra off in the car on the way home.
(She hated wearing a bra and always stripped it off as soon as she could.)
I guessed that she wouldn't have panties on, she knew I was waiting for her.
She opened the door wearing a thin black tank top and pencil skirt.
Across the room I was staring, trying to see through the tank.
She pulled it down and gave me a view.
I walked closer, she knew the drill --she dropped to her knees.
She unfastened and pulled my jeans and briefs down.
She tilted her head to look up at me.
I put my hand on the back of her head, grabbing/twisting her hair.
I held her head exactly where I wanted it.
She had one hand on my balls, the other touching herself.

I pressed my semi-hard cock against her lips.
She opened her mouth and I slid my cock in and out.
My cock grew, longer and wider.
Its tip was hitting the back of her throat, harder.
I drove in and out a little faster with each stroke, until she was gagging.

I pulled her up, standing.
Tasted her mouth.
Spun her around, hand still twisted in her hair, bent her over the arm of the sofa,
I tested her for wetness, considering which hole, maybe, both?
Pussy first.
She sighed as I slid into her, held myself there.
She pressed against me, forcing me to go a bit deeper.
Her cunt was tightening around my cock.
I reached around her with my free hand to pinch her tit, hard/twisting.
Her cunt spasmed/clenched around me.
She begged, "Please fuck me."
I pulled out slowly.
And then squeezed/twisted her tit, and slammed into her.
Drove into, pounded her, repeatedly.
She cam.
I cam.

Still hard, I pulled my cock out of her cunt.
Well lubricated from within her cunt, I placed the tip of my cock against her anus.
Slowly I forced it in, pulling back on her hair, twisting her tit.
(I knew that having just cum, I would take more than a few strokes to cum again.)
I drove in, hard, repeatedly.
Her sounds of pleasure from the just finished fucking, turned to quiet groans/sobs.
Still I drove into her, repeatedly.
I finally cam.

As I pulled out, my hand was still twisted in her hair, she was still on her knees.
I again spun her around.
She glanced up at me.
She began to "clean" my no longer hard cock with her tongue/mouth.

As she finished and glanced up again, I let go of her hair.
I pressed her onto her back, knelt down, and "cleaned" her until she, again, cam.

Both now completely sated.