words: Kellie Hill

With nowhere to go

I did exactly what I was told to do and dressed for pleasure. My fingernails were painted fire engine red. I was wearing new black underwear and my lipstick was the same bright shade as my nails. Now I just had to wait for him to come home. He had told me that morning precisely what was going to happen to me when he got home. The thought was exciting me so much that I was already making my new knickers damp enough that I had to take them off. I heard his car pull up and I knew that the fun and games were about to begin.

I lay on the floor in our living room and waited for him to join me. He left me there for ages. I had my eyes shut the whole time, just as he had instructed me, but I knew that he was in the room somewhere just staring at me, teasing me by doing absolutely nothing. I was shaking with desire for him to touch me and make me climax. I had been waiting for this moment all day and I knew I couldn’t wait much longer before I reached my orgasm.

I could hear him approach me but still I didn’t open my eyes – I knew what I had to do. I spread my legs wide so that he could see how well I had shaved myself, and pushed two fingers deep into my wet pussy. Slowly I withdrew them before pushing them in yet again. I wanted to climax while he watched me but I knew that wasn’t what he had planned for me.

He had told me that morning precisely what was going to happen to me when he got home. The thought was exciting me so much that I was already making my new knickers damp enough that I had to take them off.

Reluctantly I removed my fingers from my pussy and put them into my mouth, licking all my juices from my fingers while he watched. When I had sucked my fingers clean I moved them across my body, letting them trail over my nipples until they stood out proudly. I could sense that he was standing over me now, one foot planted either side of my head so that his erect cock was above my face. I could hear him touching himself, making his cock even harder, so that he could thrust it deep in me.

He reached into a bag and I heard him pull something out. “Open your eyes,” he ordered, as he held it up to show me what he was going to shove deep inside of me instead of his cock. It was a huge dildo and I opened my legs wider, giving him permission. He thrust it straight into me with one hand, using his other hand to open my mouth wide enough to push his cock into.

As he pushed his cock into me he pulled the dildo out and then pushed the dildo back in, slick with my juices, at the same time as he withdrew his cock. I sucked hard on his cock in the way that I knew he loved, making him moan and bringing him close to climax. He grabbed me by the hair, pushing his cock deeper down my throat, increasing the rhythm of the dildo he was pushing into me. He was fucking my mouth as if it was my pussy, hammering harder and harder, and I knew he was going to climax down my throat any second. The thought of his seed sliding down my tongue and the feeling of the dildo in my pussy made me start to orgasm just as I felt his cock spasm in my throat; I swallowed it all quickly, my throat contracting round him, making him shudder. At the same time my pussy was still contracting round the dildo that was still inside me.

When he had finished his climax he withdrew the dildo, leaving me feeling empty without it. He kissed me gently, told me that he loved me, and we went to bed, both satisfied until the next time.