Bedroom Closet

Ive been home today.  I’ve also been com­pletely pre­oc­cu­pied.  I keep read­ing blogs, ours and oth­ers, look­ing through pic­tures, writ­ing here and there, and all I want is for S___ to come home and fuck me.  I have been think­ing about him cum­ming on my face last night.

I’ve been hav­ing this fan­tasy of him doing the same thing again, being just as strong, just as direct, maybe even a bit more so, hold­ing my face down as he cums on it then telling me to wait.  He tells me to lie back on the bed, cum still drip­ping down my throat.  Wait.  Wait until he comes back.  I do, I wait, I am so wet, still pant­ing, want­ing to feel his fin­gers or tongue, or cock inside me, but I wait.  Shortly he returns and stra­dles my face, shov­ing his long cock down my throat again, turn­ing on my face so his balls press up against it too, lean­ing over my body to slip a fin­ger into my hot wet cunt.  He fin­gers me for a moment before turn­ing around again.  Still strad­dling me he moves down pulls his cock out of my mouth and tells me to hold still, as he cums on me again, this time cov­er­ing my face and breasts.  He rubs his cum into my chest, pinch­ing my nip­ples, suck­ing them quickly, keep­ing them hard before get­ting up again.  Wait.  The same com­mand, direct, unde­ni­able.  I wait as his cum starts to dry on me, I am soak­ing the bed from my wet­ness, still want­ing more but not tak­ing it myself.  Again he returns after a while, I hear the shower run­ning.  He stands in the door­way, look­ing at me, naked, still shiny with his cum, obvi­ously agi­tated.  I start to get up.  Wait he tells me again and comes to the bed.  S___ flips me to my hands and knees, he crawls under me and begins to lick my pussy, work­ing his tongue around the already wet folds, I whim­per and he slides fur­ther up, his face is beneath my breasts now and he sucks them in turn.  Fur­ther up he moves until I can feel his hard cock press­ing against me.  I instinc­tively start to slip down onto it but before I have him inside he again tells me to wait.  He crawls off the bed and stands behind me again, then bends over to begin lick­ing my pussy again, this time slip­ping up to my ass for moments, mak­ing me take in my breath with sur­prise.  I am about to cum just from this when he stops again.  He crawls onto the bed and lays on his back, his long cock stand­ing up, beck­on­ing me.  He pulls me over on top of him and slides deep into me.  I ride him hard, try­ing to delay cum­ming but unable to as he slides his hands over my ass and slips a fin­ger inside.  I explode, get­ting him almost as wet as he has got­ten me.  As I fin­ish cum­ming he pushes me off of him and onto my belly, pulling up my hips he starts to slowly fuck me from behind, alter­nat­ing hold­ing my hips, giv­ing light slaps, and play­ing with my ass­hole.  He pulls out and cums all over my ass, it soaks me and drips down my legs.  Now its time for a shower he says, as the steam is pour­ing into the bedroom.

I guess I will just have to wait.

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