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It had been a long day.
Slightly overwhelmed by a near-constant amount of Things To Do, the grind at the dayjob had taken its toll and all I had in plan for my evening was a few beers and a good nights sleep. Little did I know, Michele had other plans.
Almost immediately as I walked in through the door, I could hear her screaming and instantly recognized the sound.
I couldn't tell if they had just started or if she was about to cum, but I knew she was happy with whoever was putting themselves into her. I stood in the doorway listening, trying to determine where they were. A few seconds told me what I should've guessed -- they were in our bedroom.
I quietly walked into the room next to it, sat down and listened to them continue. Our bed sits on the floor, so instead of the stereotypical sounds of springs creaking, I heard a steady, low thumping sound as the mystery man pulled his dick out of my finance and slid it back in.
They went slowly for what seemed like an eternity. I could hear her little coos through the walls. Knowing her every sound, I knew she was enjoying having her pussy used but wasn't getting the pounding she so desperately desired. Then it went silent.
After a long silence, I heard them digging through the nightstand by our bed and assumed Michele was looking for one of our sex toys. I figured one of the cock rings.
My cock pressing hard between my leg and my jeans and my ear against the wall, I could hear him say wow, you are a dirty girl.
Then Michele really started to moan.
The low thumps were replaced by a slicker sound but Michele was much louder. After a couple minutes, I realized they must've changed positions and she was on top now. I pictured her grinding her clit against the cockring with his dick buried deep inside of her, just like she likes to fuck me.
Then I heard her scream "Slap my tits!" and the near-silent sound of her went cunt against flesh was overpowered of her perfect little breasts being smacked. I could hear it everytime his hand made contact -- the clap of flesh bruising flesh and the way she'd gasp afterwards.
I guess she planned on having evidence to show when she thought I was getting home or maybe was just too lost in the moment and wanted that familiar pain.
Then the sound of her grinding was replaced by a much wetter, repetitive sound. When Michele screamed out, begging him to spank her, I knew she was being taken from behind. The thumping of his body slamming into hers started slowly but quickly gained momentum. I heard the until now quiet stranger telling Michele how much he liked her pussy. And then Michele stated to quietly moan.
The moans turned to gasps and the gasps turned into screams. My sexy woman was about to cum. He spanked her hard, a few times in succession and that was all it took -- her scream went from fuck-me to end-of-the-world.
Her cunt must have squeezed as hard as it could when she came because her orgasm was only halfway done before he also started to scream and finished himself.
Everything went quiet for about a minute and then I could hear them shuffling around. The bedroom door opened and Michele walked her guest to the door. I peaked around the corner to see her still naked with the tail of our anal beads danging from her ass. She opened the door, said thanks and he was gone.
When she turned around, I was standing in the doorway in front of her.
Begging for its turn, my cock dictated my first words to her: "You dirty little slut."
(to be continued.)
Slightly overwhelmed by a near-constant amount of Things To Do, the grind at the dayjob had taken its toll and all I had in plan for my evening was a few beers and a good nights sleep. Little did I know, Michele had other plans.
Almost immediately as I walked in through the door, I could hear her screaming and instantly recognized the sound.
I couldn't tell if they had just started or if she was about to cum, but I knew she was happy with whoever was putting themselves into her. I stood in the doorway listening, trying to determine where they were. A few seconds told me what I should've guessed -- they were in our bedroom.
I quietly walked into the room next to it, sat down and listened to them continue. Our bed sits on the floor, so instead of the stereotypical sounds of springs creaking, I heard a steady, low thumping sound as the mystery man pulled his dick out of my finance and slid it back in.
They went slowly for what seemed like an eternity. I could hear her little coos through the walls. Knowing her every sound, I knew she was enjoying having her pussy used but wasn't getting the pounding she so desperately desired. Then it went silent.
After a long silence, I heard them digging through the nightstand by our bed and assumed Michele was looking for one of our sex toys. I figured one of the cock rings.
My cock pressing hard between my leg and my jeans and my ear against the wall, I could hear him say wow, you are a dirty girl.
Then Michele really started to moan.
The low thumps were replaced by a slicker sound but Michele was much louder. After a couple minutes, I realized they must've changed positions and she was on top now. I pictured her grinding her clit against the cockring with his dick buried deep inside of her, just like she likes to fuck me.
Then I heard her scream "Slap my tits!" and the near-silent sound of her went cunt against flesh was overpowered of her perfect little breasts being smacked. I could hear it everytime his hand made contact -- the clap of flesh bruising flesh and the way she'd gasp afterwards.
I guess she planned on having evidence to show when she thought I was getting home or maybe was just too lost in the moment and wanted that familiar pain.
Then the sound of her grinding was replaced by a much wetter, repetitive sound. When Michele screamed out, begging him to spank her, I knew she was being taken from behind. The thumping of his body slamming into hers started slowly but quickly gained momentum. I heard the until now quiet stranger telling Michele how much he liked her pussy. And then Michele stated to quietly moan.
The moans turned to gasps and the gasps turned into screams. My sexy woman was about to cum. He spanked her hard, a few times in succession and that was all it took -- her scream went from fuck-me to end-of-the-world.
Her cunt must have squeezed as hard as it could when she came because her orgasm was only halfway done before he also started to scream and finished himself.
Everything went quiet for about a minute and then I could hear them shuffling around. The bedroom door opened and Michele walked her guest to the door. I peaked around the corner to see her still naked with the tail of our anal beads danging from her ass. She opened the door, said thanks and he was gone.
When she turned around, I was standing in the doorway in front of her.
Begging for its turn, my cock dictated my first words to her: "You dirty little slut."
(to be continued.)