Surprise Visitor

It’s late, I’d just gone to bed when I hear a car pull up outside and then a knock at the door. I put my robe on and go to answer. I’m surprised, it’s been 3 months since we last caught up.

You place your hand on my chest and push me inside up against the wall, throw your arms around me and kiss me, your tongue snaking it’s way inside my mouth. I taste cum. My cock begins to throb and you feel it hardening against your abdomen.

You pull my robe open, grab my cock and lead me to the bedroom where you kneel down and take me in your mouth, weakening my resolve. Suddenly you stop. You stand and kiss me, fresh pre-cum on your tongue.

You push me back onto the bed, reach into the bedside cabinet and retrieve the leather restraints.

After securing my hands to the bed head you kneel over me and hitch your little skirt up over your hips, pull your g-string aside and plant your pussy into my face. You’re lips are engorged and my chin is instantly covered in your sticky wetness.

Then I taste it again. Cum. You’ve just dropped by after being fucked and creampied. I push my tongue into your vagina lapping at the dripping mess you’re rubbing in my face. I then probe your clitoris with my tongue, you let out a little whimper and start to moan. Your grinding on my face starts to intensify. Your moment of euphoria arrives and you uncontrollably thrust down, I gasp for air as you saturate me with a mixture of cum and your sweet juices. Glowing, you collapse on the bed to catch your breath whilst I lie there restrained, my raging erection, an angry red.

After retrieving the riding crop hanging on the back of the door you roll me over. My pulsating phallus stabbing into the bed.
Whosh, crack. My thighs begin to burn. Whosh, crack. My distended cock is aching for relief. I try to get to my knees to alleviate the discomfort. Whosh, crack. I collapse back to the bed. Whosh, crack. A wet spot is forming on the sheets where my penis is buckled over throbbing. I struggle to my knees. Whosh, crack. Whosh, crack. You reach between my legs and fondle my now aching balls. I beg for release. Whosh, crack. Whosh, crack. You give my cock a teasing stroke. Whosh, crack. Whosh, crack. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Whosh, crack. Whosh, crack. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Your soft, delicate hands are to much. My moment of abatement arrives and a wave of ecstasy floods my body. I ejaculate and collapse into a puddle on the sheets.